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Chapter 135: The Line That Tightened

Penulis: Kane Wilder
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-08-25 05:01:58

The radio voice followed them through the trees like a second set of footsteps. Elara ran with one hand locked in Jax’s and the other pressed against the stitch in her side. Rain misted her face and turned the ground into black glass. Every time her foot slipped, Jax’s grip kept her upright.

They moved north because there was nowhere else left to go. The forest grew thicker. Low branches slapped her cheeks and left thin stinging lines. The cut above her eyebrow had opened again. Blood mixed wit
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    The radio voice followed them through the trees like a second set of footsteps. Elara ran with one hand locked in Jax’s and the other pressed against the stitch in her side. Rain misted her face and turned the ground into black glass. Every time her foot slipped, Jax’s grip kept her upright.They moved north because there was nowhere else left to go. The forest grew thicker. Low branches slapped her cheeks and left thin stinging lines. The cut above her eyebrow had opened again. Blood mixed with rain and ran into her eye until she had to wipe it away with the back of her wrist.Jax slowed only when the radio static faded behind them. He pulled her into a shallow depression between two massive roots and pressed her back to the damp earth. His body covered hers while he listened. For a long minute the only sounds were their breathing and the soft drip of water from the leaves above.“They are boxing us in,” he said against her hair. “North is what they expect.”“Then we go east.”He nod

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