LOGINEMILIA POV
Three days.Seventy-two hours of waiting.Of checking my phone every five minutes.Of jumping at every sound.Of imagining every worst-case scenario.No word from Axel.No word from Volkov.Just silence.Marco found me in the clubhouse kitchen on the morning of day four, staring at cold coffee."Still nothing?" he asked.I shook my head."He'll come back," Marco said, though he didn't sound convinced."You don't knowAXEL POVDay four of searching.Nothing.Every lead was dead.Every location was empty.Every hope was fading."We're missing something," Bull said. "Victoria's moving supplies somewhere. Food. Medical equipment. She has to be.""So we track the supplies," I replied."Already tried," Bull said. "She's using multiple suppliers. Multiple delivery companies. All legitimate. No way to trace which deliveries are hers."Tank looked up from his laptop."I have an idea," he said."Wha
EMILIA POVDay three in captivity.I'd lost track of time.No windows. No clock. No way to measure.Just darkness and pain and Marco's screams.Victoria had moved from physical torture to something worse.Psychological.She'd set up a screen in front of my chair.Played recordings of Marco's torture on loop.His screams. His begging. His breaking.Over and over.For hours."Watch," Victoria ordered. "Watch what you caused.""I didn't cause this," I said. My voice was hoarse from crying."You chose this life," Victoria replied. "You chose Ghost. You chose the club. You chose the violence. So yes, you caused this."She pressed play again.Marco's face filled the screen.The moment Victoria burned him with the blowtorch.His scream was raw. Inhuman.The sound of something breaking inside him."Please," I begged. "Stop. I'll do anything. Just stop.""Anything?" Victoria asked."
AXEL POVThe clubhouse was chaos.Everyone shouting.Everyone panicking.Em was gone.Marco was gone.Sandra was gone.And we had no idea where."The vans," I said to Bull. "Where did they go?""We lost them," Bull admitted. "Both switched vehicles three times. Different locations. Different drivers. By the time our people caught up, the trails were cold.""So we have nothing," Tank said."We have to have something," I replied. "Victoria didn't just make them disappear. She took them somewhere. Somewhere she feels safe.""Could be any of her properties," Bull said. "We checked the compound. Empty. The warehouse. Empty. The office building. Empty. She's got them somewhere we don't know about.""Then we find it," I said. "We tear this city apart until we find them.""That could take days," Tank pointed out. "They might not have days."He was right.Victoria wouldn't wait.Wouldn't give us time to orga
EMILIA POVI woke up with a splitting headache.Couldn't remember where I was.Couldn't remember what happened.Tried to move.Couldn't.My hands were bound behind me.Zip tied to a chair.Again.My vision cleared slowly.I was in a large room.Concrete walls.High ceiling.Industrial.Like a warehouse.Cameras mounted in every corner.Red lights blinking.Recording.To my left, Marco sat in another chair.Also bound.Still in his hospital gown.IV still in his arm.Blood seeping through bandages."Marco," I said. My voice was hoarse."Em," Marco replied. "You're awake.""What happened?" I asked."They took us," Marco said. "Through the hospital window. Rappelled down. Put something over your face. Chloroform maybe. You've been out for hours.""Hours?" I repeated."At least three," Sandra's voice.I looked right.Sandra was bound to a
AXEL POVMorning came with bad news.Marco had crashed during the night.Internal bleeding.They'd rushed him back to surgery.Three hours on the table.Sandra called at eight AM."He's stable," she said. "But barely. The bullet did more damage than we thought. Nicked his spine. He might have permanent paralysis.""How bad?" I asked."Right arm," Sandra replied. "Maybe permanent loss of function. Maybe temporary. Too early to tell.""Can I see him?" I asked."Not yet," Sandra said. "He's in recovery. Sedated. Give it a few hours."I hung up.Told Em.She took it hard."Marco might lose his arm," Em said quietly. "Because of me. Because Rookie shot him to get to me.""This isn't your fault," I said."Isn't it?" Em challenged. "Victoria targeted me. Used me as bait. Marco got shot protecting me. Everything that's happened is because of me.""Everything that's happened is because of Victoria," I c
EMILIA POVThe gunfire above intensified.Explosions.Shouting.The entire building shaking."What's happening?" I called to Axel."Full assault," Axel replied. "Bull brought everyone. Every brother. Every ally. They're hitting Victoria hard.""Can they win?" I asked."I don't know," Axel admitted.The cell door exploded inward.Breaching charge.Smoke filled the room.I couldn't see.Couldn't breathe.Then hands grabbed me.Pulled me up."Em! It's me!"Bull's voice."Bull!" I gasped.He cut the zip ties.My hands fell free.Blood rushed back into them.Painful.But I was free."Can you walk?" Bull asked."Yes," I said.He pulled me out of the cell.Tank was cutting Axel free in the adjacent cell."You came," Axel said."Of course we came," Tank replied. "Did you really think we'd leave you here?""How many?" Axel asked."Forty,"
EMILIA POVMarco's office felt smaller than I remembered. Or maybe it was just the fury radiating off my brother that made the walls seem to close in.
AXEL POVThe ride felt like it took forever and no time at all. Em's arms around my waist, her body pressed against my back it was torture and paradise wrapped up in one hell of a package.Who says I'm leaving?I could hear Em talking to Sofia through the thin bedroom door, her voice muffled but an
EMILIA POVI couldn't sleep.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Kane's cold smile. Heard the rumble of those six motorcycles. Felt the weight of being
EMILIA POVThe basement of my childhood home had never felt so much like a tomb.I sat on the bottom step, straining to hear what was happening above me. Voices, but too muffled to make out words. The occasional creak of floorboards. And underneath it all, the persistent rumble of motorcycle engine







