๋ก๊ทธ์ธ๐ Fenrir POVTen days.Still nothing.Not even a flicker.---โGood morning, Arria.โSunlight brushed her face softly.
๐Fenrir POVMorning came quietly.For a moment, Ijust watchedher.Then pushed myself up.โGood morning, Arria.โLight.Intentional.โWe have a full
๐Fenrir POVโI told you from the beginning,โ she said at last, her voice quiet but firm. โThere is not much we can do if she has already decided she wants to die.โ โSheโs breathing,โ I said. โHer body is fighting.โโHer body is surviving. Barely,โ Martha corrected gently. โThere is a difference.โโYouโre telling me we have to give up on her?โ I said, my voicelow, controlled. โThat I have to give up on her?โSilence stretched between us.
๐Fenrir POVThree days.Finally, the wait was over.The door opened.Footsteps hesitated ju
๐Fenrir POVNext morning.My office.Greg, my right hand,didn’twait.He neverdid.“Theplan was to hand her over,” he said the moment the door shut behind him. “We did the job. We gotwhatwe needed. Keeping her here—”
๐ Fenrir POV The truck rolled to a stop at the edge of the clearing, the two escort vehicles following seconds later. One by one, the engines died, leaving behind a brief stillness. Then movement began. The doors opened. My men stepped out firstโspreading naturally out of habit. Always watching. Always ready. They had learned that long before they chose to stand by my side. I stepped out last. Arria still in my arms. The ground felt different here. Familiar. Claimedโnot by law, not by title, but by presence. By those who had nowhere else to go. Melanie was already there. Of course she was. She stood at the front of the clearing, exactly where she always waited. My sister.By choice alone.Her eyes found me immediately, scanning for injuries I wouldnโt bother mentioning even if they were there. Relief came first. Immediate. โYouโre late,โ she said, though there was no accusation in her voice. โIโm not.โ She exhaled, the tension leaving her shoulders, then her gaze







