ログインChapter 60Riven’s words hung between us like a blade.“The deeper signal is slower. More likely the real one. Marcus wants us to rush the obvious — and you’re in no condition to run into another trap.”I stared at the two blinking dots on the screen. My vision blurred at the edges. Blood continued to seep through my shirt, sticky and warm. The pain had moved past burning into a deep, nauseating throb that made every breath feel borrowed.“We take the closer one,” I said again, voice low. “We can’t afford to guess wrong on the long shot.”Riven’s jaw tightened. He didn’t look at me. “And if it’s a trap? You can barely stand. If something goes wrong, I’m not losing both of you tonight.”The fracture cracked wider.For the first time since the warehouse, we weren’t standing on the same side of the choice.“Riven,” I said, the name rough in my throat. “We don’t have time for this.”He was already pulling the car over. The engine idled. He looked at me then, eyes raw with everything we st
Chapter 59The tracker blinked on Riven’s phone, a small red dot moving northeast. We followed in silence, headlights off, the engine a low growl. My side burned hotter with every turn. Blood had soaked through the bandage completely now. Each breath pulled at the stitches like barbed wire. The dizziness was getting worse, the edges of my vision tunneling.Riven kept glancing over. “You’re losing too much blood.”“Drive.”The target building appeared — an abandoned distribution center, windows boarded, fence sagging. The dot stopped dead in the center. We parked two blocks away and approached on foot. My legs felt heavy. I leaned against a container for a breath, blood warm against my palm. Six hours had become five. Time was collapsing faster than we could move.We slipped through a side door. The interior was vast and dark, moonlight slicing through gaps in the roof. Crates and old pallets formed a maze.Too quiet.Riven raised a hand. We froze.Lights snapped on — harsh fluorescent
Chapter 58The city blurred past the windows as Riven drove. My side burned with every bump in the road, fresh blood soaking through the bandage and into my shirt. I pressed my palm against it, jaw clenched. The pain kept me sharp. It reminded me that this wasn’t over.Riven’s hands were tight on the wheel. “Elias’s last known location is the old warehouse district. Same area as before. He’s not answering his phone.”“Of course he’s not.” I checked the magazine in my gun again. Full. “He knows we’re coming.”We didn’t speak much after that. The silence between us was different now — not the heavy guilt from the clinic, but something sharper. Elias had been my shadow for years. The man who fixed problems before they reached my desk. The man who knew where every body was buried because I had handed him the shovel.And now he had handed Lila to Marcus.The old warehouse district rose around us, skeletal buildings and chain-link fences under flickering streetlights. Riven killed the headl
Chapter 57The safe house appeared ahead, high walls and reinforced gates cutting sharp lines against the night sky. It should have felt secure. Instead, the moment we pulled up, the silence felt wrong — too complete, too deliberate.The front gate was ajar.No guards.No lights.Riven killed the engine. “Stay in the car.”I didn’t listen. I stepped out, gun in hand, ignoring the sharp pull in my side. Blood seeped through the bandage, warm and sticky against my skin. The world tilted for a second, dizziness clawing at the edges of my vision, but I forced it steady. I had lost too much blood already tonight. Every step reminded me of it.We moved through the house room by room. Empty. Too empty. The air smelled of nothing — no coffee, no faint trace of Lila’s shampoo, no lingering presence of the security detail that should have been here. Furniture was undisturbed, but the absence felt violent.Lila’s bedroom door was open. The bed was unmade. Her blanket was on the floor, as if she
Chapter 56The world returned slowly, dragged back by pain and the steady beep of machines.I woke to sterile white walls and the faint smell of antiseptic. My side burned like someone had poured acid into the wound. Every breath pulled at the stitches, a sharp reminder of how close we’d come. The clinic room was quiet except for the low hum of equipment and the soft sound of someone breathing nearby.Riven.He was slumped in a chair beside the bed, head tilted back, eyes closed. Exhaustion had finally won. His hand rested on the edge of the mattress, fingers inches from mine. Even asleep, he looked like he was waiting for me to disappear.I tried to sit up. The room spun. A low groan escaped before I could stop it.Riven’s eyes snapped open. He was on his feet in a second, hands gentle but firm on my shoulders, easing me back down.“Easy,” he said, voice rough from lack of sleep. “The doctor said no sudden movements. You lost almost two units of blood. You’re lucky you’re still consc
Chapter 55Gunfire tore through the warehouse like thunder trapped in concrete.I fired twice, dropping the guard closest to Lila. The second man spun toward me, muzzle flashing. I dove behind a rusted loom as bullets chewed the metal inches from my head. Dust exploded into the air. My ears rang.“Riven!” I shouted.He was already moving — low, fast, knife in hand. He reached Lila and started sawing at the ropes binding her wrists. Her eyes were wide with terror, but she stayed silent, trusting him.Marcus didn’t panic. He simply stepped back into the shadows, expression calm, as if he’d already won.“You really thought it would be that easy?”Another guard appeared from behind a pillar. I put two rounds in his chest before he could aim. The impact threw him backward into a stack of crates. Wood splintered. Lila screamed as Riven finally cut her free and pulled her down behind cover.I moved toward them, firing as I ran. A bullet grazed my side — hot, sharp, deep enough to burn. Pain
Chapter 6: Then we’re both already dead. The words sat between us like a loaded gun with the safety off. I stood dripping in the middle of his bedroom, water sliding down my spine, chest still heaving. Damien sat on the edge of the bed, elbows on his knees, staring at the floor. For the first tim
Chapter 5The shower glass was already fogged when Damien pushed me inside. Steam rose thick around us, heavy and suffocating. Water hit my back hot enough to sting, but I barely registered the burn. He didn’t give me time to think. Just crowded me against the cold tiles, one hand wrapping around m
Chapter 4 I shoved the laptop away so hard it almost slid off the glass desk. “You paid for Lila’s treatment? All this time?” Damien stood behind me, city lights glittering forty floors below like they didn’t give a damn. He didn’t flinch. Face still stone. “Guilt is expensive.” “But why her?” M
Chapter 3 Riven’s lips parted. Slow. Challenging. “Make me.” There was nothing careful about it. I closed the distance and kissed him. Heat, teeth, the kind of hunger that didn’t ask permission. His mouth opened under mine, fighting back just as hard. He tasted like coffee and defiance and somet







