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CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE
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Another Chance CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIX
Pushed by the EdgeRissa’s POVSomething was wrong.Not in the obvious way no distant shots, no howls cutting through the trees but in the way the air itself felt. Still. Too still.We’d been walking for hours, following what Mark swore was the old river path, but it didn’t look familiar. The terrain kept changing sharper slopes, thicker brush, unfamiliar turns. I wasn’t sure if we were heading toward safety anymore or just walking in circles.Josh stumbled again, leaning hard against me. His skin burned hot under my arm, fever still clinging to him like smoke. I steadied him, glancing at Mark ahead of us. He moved quietly, his rifle slung low, eyes scanning the distance, but there was a tension in his shoulders that hadn’t been there before.“Mark,” I called softly, “how far is the dam?”He didn’t answer right away. “An hour, maybe two,” he said finally, though it sounded more like a guess than a fact.“Are you sure we’re still on the right trail?”He turned, meeting my gaze just
Another Chance CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE
The Silent HandTeressa’s POVI’ve watched her for days now.Moving from one ruined town to the next, holding that same stubbornness in her stride, the same misplaced courage that once made everyone believe she was destined for greatness.Rissa always walked as if she belonged to the light. But I knew better. She was born from the same shadow as I was she just pretended not to see it.From the ridge above the valley, I could see their campfire faintly glowing through the trees. Three figures. Rissa, Mark, and her precious ex-lover, Josh.The triangle of loyalty, guilt, and old love.How poetic. How weak.I pulled the scope closer to my eye and adjusted the lens. Rissa sat nearest the fire, her knees pulled up, her face turned toward the flames. The way her shoulders slumped told me enough she was cracking. Slowly.Good.Cracks were where the truth slipped in and where destruction began.---The forest around me was quiet except for the occasional whisper of night creatures. I didn
Another Chance CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR
“Whispers of the Serpent” Teressa’s POV I watched the fire from a distance, its glow faint against the broken treeline. They were close Rissa, Josh, and the Lycan. I could smell them. Their fear, their exhaustion… and beneath it, the fragile thread of forgiveness starting to weave itself between them. Pathetic. I’d warned Josh once that compassion was Rissa’s greatest weakness. He didn’t listen then, and he certainly wasn’t listening now. He thought he could crawl back into her heart with regret and soft words. But the thing about wounds is that once they heal, the scar doesn’t forget. I adjusted my cloak and glanced at the Hunter beside me. He kept his head low, avoiding my gaze. Smart man. I didn’t like being looked at when I was thinking. “Are they moving?” I asked quietly. He nodded. “East, toward the riverbend.” “Good,” I said, lips curving. “Let them think the path is safe. By dawn, we’ll close in.” He shifted uncomfortably. “And the Lycan King? He’ll sense us if we get
Another Chance Chapter Seventy Three
Bleeding heart Rissa’s POV My intent first of all , is to get out of this mess I've entangled myself with, days on the road with Josh and Mark has been one hell of a quest. I haven't been sleeping too well, tending to Josh was more of a curse for me. He knows how much I hate his guts at this time but my aim is to make sure I pull through all this chaos. I woke to the whisper of the creek and the warmth of the dying fire. For a moment, I forgot where I was, who I’d become, and what I was running from. But the ache in my chest brought it all back. Josh was still beside me, his breathing shallow but steady. His hand was still in mine. I hadn’t meant to fall asleep holding it and what the fuck was he thinking?I felt like hitting him on the groin. I pulled away slowly. The loss of contact felt heavier than it should have. Mark stood a few feet away, rifle slung over his shoulder, eyes fixed on the tree line. He looked like he hadn’t slept for the past few days . Everytime he loo
Another Chance Chapter Seventy-Two
The Danger aheadMark’s POVWe didn’t talk as we moved. The forest seemed to swallow every sound ,our footsteps, our breaths, even the tension that hung between us. It was like the world itself was holding its breath, waiting to see which one of us would break first.Rissa walked ahead, Josh leaning against her, his weight a burden she carried and I felt her pain. I stayed behind, close enough to watch, far enough to keep from saying what I wanted to.It wasn’t the danger that scared me ,it was the quiet. Quiet had a way of showing you the truth, and I was tired of seeing it so clearly.Rissa was slipping again. Not in strength, but in resolve. Every time she glanced back at Josh, I saw it , that softness, that lingering guilt she wouldn’t let die. The same guilt he knew how to twist.“Let’s stop,” I said finally.She hesitated. “We can’t. Not yet.”“Rissa.” My voice came out sharper than I meant. She turned, and I saw the exhaustion etched into her face ,dark circles beneath her eyes
Another Chance Chapter Seventy-One
The Weight Beneath Her EyesMark’s POVThe morning broke in slow, muted colors. Pale light filtered through the trees, painting everything in tired shades of gold and gray. I hadn’t slept much. None of us had. The fire had died sometime before dawn, leaving only a faint curl of smoke and the lingering warmth of bodies too close and too far all at once.Rissa was awake before me, sitting a few feet from the ashes, her knees drawn close to her chest. She stared into nothing not the trees, not the horizon ,just… somewhere else. Somewhere I couldn’t reach. Josh lay propped against a pack, his breathing shallow, eyes half-lidded. He looked worse than last night, skin damp with fever, but there was a softness in Rissa’s face when she looked at him that twisted something in me.Compassion. The one thing that made her who she was and the one thing that could destroy her.I adjusted the strap of my rifle, mostly to keep my hands busy. “We need to move soon,” I said quietly. “They’ll track our
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