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Chapter Seventy-Seven
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Another Chance Chapter Seventy-Eight
The Hidden Truth amongst usMark’s POVRissa had barely said a word since morning.We’d been moving through the forest for hours, the rhythm of our steps the only sound between us. Her shoulders were tense beneath her jacket, and she kept touching her wrist where the ribbon used to be. She didn’t notice she was doing it, but I did. Every time her fingers brushed that empty spot, her pace faltered for half a second, like her mind went somewhere else.Josh walked a few steps behind us, slower, leaning on a broken branch he’d turned into a makeshift cane. He was still too weak to be walking this far, but the stubborn bastard wouldn’t admit it. I could feel his eyes on us , on her like he was waiting for something.The forest was dense and quiet, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that someone else was out there too. Watching. Listening. Maybe Rissa was right about being tracked. Or maybe Josh had gotten in my head the way he’d gotten into hers.I kept glancing back, scanning the trees. No
Another Chance Chapter Seventy-Seven
Threads in the Dark Rissa’s POV I crouched near the old tree line, scanning the ground. That’s when I saw it — a piece of my ribbon.Only now it was gone from me, half-buried in the dirt, the end frayed clean. Someone had taken it. Before I could think too much about it, Mark’s voice came from behind me. “You shouldn’t be this far out.” I turned sharply, holding up the ribbon. “Did you take this?” He blinked. “What?” “This.” I held it higher, my voice rising despite myself. “Did you take it?” Mark frowned and shook his head. “No. Why would I take a piece of fabric?” “Because it was on me last night,” I said. “Now it’s not. And I found it tied to a tree like a flag.” He stepped closer, his tone measured. “Rissa, it’s just a ribbon.” “It’s not just anything,” I snapped. “It means someone’s been close enough to touch me while I slept.” That got his attention. His jaw tightened, eyes narrowing as he scanned the woods behind me. “Are you sure you didn’t drop it while
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
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