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The Hunter and the Hunted
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2025-06-10 08:00:30Philadelphia’s autumn wind howled through the city’s canyons, rattling windows and scattering leaves across the Talons’ practice field. Inside the facility, tension was thick enough to taste. The Talons’ last victory had been hard-fought, but the celebration was short-lived. The threats against Alexandra and Jeremy had grown bolder, and the league’s patience was wearing thin.
Alexandra sat at her locker, lacing up her cleats. Her phone buzzed with another anonymous message—this one just a photo of her and Jeremy leaving the stadium, a red X over both their faces. She swallowed hard and tucked the phone away, refusing to let fear show. Monroe, her bodyguard, hovered nearby, his eyes scanning every shadow.Jeremy entered, his jaw set, shoulders tense. Lockjaw followed, a mountain of muscle and resolve. They exchanged silent nods—each knew what the other was thinking: enough was enough.Turning the TablesAfter practice, the three met in the players’ loun
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Philadelphia’s autumn wind howled through the city’s canyons, rattling windows and scattering leaves across the Talons’ practice field. Inside the facility, tension was thick enough to taste. The Talons’ last victory had been hard-fought, but the celebration was short-lived. The threats against Alexandra and Jeremy had grown bolder, and the league’s patience was wearing thin.Alexandra sat at her locker, lacing up her cleats. Her phone buzzed with another anonymous message—this one just a photo of her and Jeremy leaving the stadium, a red X over both their faces. She swallowed hard and tucked the phone away, refusing to let fear show. Monroe, her bodyguard, hovered nearby, his eyes scanning every shadow.Jeremy entered, his jaw set, shoulders tense. Lockjaw followed, a mountain of muscle and resolve. They exchanged silent nods—each knew what the other was thinking: enough was enough.Turning the TablesAfter practice, the three met in the players’ loun
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