LOGINEli kissed Cove like he was drowning and Cove was the only air left in the world.
Their mouths moved together desperately, teeth clashing, tongues sliding hot and urgent. Eli’s hands stayed on Cove’s face, thumbs brushing over his sharp cheekbones, while Cove’s good arm wrapped tight around Eli’s waist, pulling him impossibly closer.
Cove broke the kiss just enough to speak against Eli’s lips. “You sur
Eli couldn't sleep.He lay in the bed. The room was dark. The motel was quiet. But his mind was racing.The spy. The Network. The listening device.Someone was watching them. Someone was reporting back. Someone was betraying them.He needed to find out who.He got up. He walked to the window. The city was dark outside. The streets were empty.He thought about everyone. Lena. Anya. Elena. Ruiz. Cove.No. Not Cove. Cove would never betray him.But then again, he had thought the same about Adrian.He turned away from the window. He looked at the bed. Cove was asleep. His face was peaceful. His breathing was slow.Could it be him? Could Cove be the spy?No. That was impossible. Cove loved him. Cove had sacrificed everything for him.But so had Adrian. And Adrian had been lying the whole time.Eli shook his head. He was being paranoid. He was seeing enemies everywhere.
Eli didn't sleep that night.He sat in the safe house. The room was dark. The house was quiet. But his mind was racing.The network. The bigger organization. The people who controlled everything.He needed to find them. He needed to stop them.He opened his laptop. He started searching. Old files. Hidden records. Anything he could find.Then he found it. A name. A reference. A shadow."The Network. A collective of powerful individuals. Funded Victor Voss's experiments. Controlled the five families. Operated in the shadows for decades."He read the file. His blood ran cold.They were still active. They were still watching. They were everywhere.He traced the network. He followed the money. He found connections.Politicians. Businessmen. Military leaders. People in power. People who controlled everything."This is bigger than Adrian," he whispered. "This is bigger than everything."
The hospital was quiet.Eli sat in the waiting room. His body was tired. His mind was racing. Cove was beside him. His hand was in Eli's."He's been in there for hours," Cove said."I know.""What if something goes wrong?""It won't.""How do you know?""I don't."They sat in silence. The clock ticked. The minutes passed.Then the door opened. A doctor walked out. Her face was tired. But she was smiling."He's stable."Eli's heart stopped. "He's alive?""He's alive. The surgery was a success. He's going to be okay."Eli closed his eyes. Tears streamed down his face."Thank God.""You can see him now. But he's still weak. Don't stay too long."Eli nodded. He stood up. He walked into the room.David was in the bed. His face was pale. His body was thin. But he was alive."Hey," Eli said.David opened his eyes. He
Eli couldn't sleep.He lay in the bed. The room was dark. The house was quiet. But his mind was racing.There are more of us.Adrian's words kept playing in his head. More survivors. More experiments. More people like him.He needed to find them. He needed to stop them.He sat up. His body screamed. He ignored it.He grabbed his laptop. He opened it. He started searching.The Project. Victor Voss. Experiment files. Anything he could find.Then he found it. A list. Names. Dates. Locations."Subjects who survived initial trials."He read the names. Most were crossed out. Dead.But a few were not."Subject seven. Marcus Thorne. Status: Alive.""Subject thirteen. Anya Petrova. Status: Alive.""Subject twenty two. David Chen. Status: Alive.""Subject thirty four. Elena Vasquez. Status: Alive."He stared at the list. There were others. Others like
Eli woke up to the sound of machines beeping.His body was heavy. His mind was foggy. He tried to move. He couldn't."Hey," a voice said. "Don't move. You're still weak."Eli turned his head. Cove was sitting beside him. He was pale. He was thin. But he was alive."Cove.""I'm here.""You're alive.""I'm alive.""I thought I lost you.""You didn't.""You were bleeding. So much blood.""I know.""I gave you my blood.""I know.""You almost died.""I know.""You almost left me.""I didn't.""You promised.""I kept my promise."Eli closed his eyes. Tears streamed down his face."I was so scared.""I know.""I thought I was going to lose you.""You didn't.""I thought I was going to be alone.""You're not.""I love you.""I love you t
Eli drove like a madman.The city was a blur. The lights. The buildings. The people. He didn't see any of it. All he saw was Cove's face. Pale. Still. Dying."Hold on," he whispered. "Please hold on."He ran every red light. He cut every corner. He didn't care about the police. He didn't care about the rules. He only cared about getting back to the hospital.His phone rang. He answered without looking."Eli? Where are you?"Lena. Her voice was tight. Worried."On my way. Five minutes.""Cove's still in surgery. The doctors say it's bad.""How bad?""He lost a lot of blood. They're doing everything they can.""I'm almost there.""Hurry."She hung up. Eli pressed harder on the gas.---He reached the hospital in four minutes.He ran inside. The waiting room was chaos. Police. Doctors. Nurses. Everyone was moving. Everyone was shouting.
Cove’s grip on Eli’s jaw stayed firm, their faces so close that Eli could feel the other man’s steady breath against his skin. The wall pressed cold and hard into Eli’s back.“You’ve got a mouth on you,” Cove said quietl
Cove leaned back in his chair, watching Eli with those sharp gray eyes. The breakfast tray sat between them like some twisted peace offering. Eli picked up the fork but didn’t eat. He wasn’t about to play along that easily.“These rules,”
Eli woke to sunlight.For one disorienting moment, he thought the entire nightmare had been just that a nightmare. But the ache in his wrists, the soreness in his shoulders, and the faint bruises blooming across his skin told a different story. He bolted upright in the massive bed, heart hammering,
Eli’s world had vanished.The darkness was absolute no faint glow from the city skyline through the windows, no sliver of light beneath a door, nothing. It pressed against his eyes like a living thing, thick and suffocating. His chest heaved as panic clawed its way up his throat, raw and primal. Th







