Se connecter"You were a good actor back there," John said to Carlos as they drove back to the hospital."Not as good as you, though. For a moment, I thought you were going to put a bullet between my eyes," Carlos muttered, hands tight on the steering wheel."Good thing we talked about it before coming here," John said."Hm. Figured she’d use that against you," he glance briefly at John. "We cool?""Yeah, of course" John didn't hesitate to answer.The car fell quiet, saved from the hum of the engine and sounds of other vehicles."We let out more than what we planned back there," John muttered, and Carlos immediately glanced at him."You know I don't mean shit about how I feel about you, right?""Yeah, yeah. I don't mean mine either," he said. "What about what you said you feel towards my daughter? Was that a lie too?"Carlos exhaled a shaky breath.Before he could speak again, Carlos received a call from Vee, which he picked up immediately.Vee's voice was shaky on the other end. "Where are you gu
Gasps and screams erupted around the restaurant. Mothers shielded their children. Couples clung to each other. When someone reached for their phone, Cordelia’s guard raised his gun in warning.Meanwhile, laughter escaped Carlos’s lips as blood stained them.“So this is how you repay me, John? I’ve fought beside you, side by side,” he sniffled. “I won wars for you, even saved your life.”“Yet you disgust me,” John muttered. “You’re never going to be okay, Carlos. You are sick, and you need help. I thought you were getting better,” he shook his head gently. “But now I know the truth. The monster Fred created in you still lives. I coaxed it out for a little while, and that time is exhausted. It is back, staring at me without remorse for ruining my daughter’s life!”Carlos snickered, his hand clutching the bleeding part of his chest. He stared at John with heavy emotions swirling in his eyes.“Is that what you’ve always seen me as?” Carlos’s voice cracked. “A monster? I thought you saw me
John blinked, looking confused.“Let me help you.” Cordelia leaned forward. “Your friend was supposed to be her protector, her handler. Not crawl into bed with her and brand her as his. He took her to the very same club, into the very same lifestyle you were against. Carlos has always had something with crossing the lines, hasn’t he?”John swallowed the excess saliva in his throat. His face paled as sheet. "What?"Cordelia looked satisfied by John's expression to the news. “He set rules, treated her like a desire, and when your daughter wanted something real, he left. And that led to her taken.”“Is that true?” His question wasn't directed at Cordelia. It was to Carlos, who was listening on the other side. “Was everything she said true, or is she just simply drunk?”Carlos sighed low on the other side. The silence that followed was heavy. Then finally...“It's true, John. I'm sorry…”“Fuck,” John muttered, his eyes shutting momentarily as if taking in the news. “Fuck, Carlos. Fuck.”
Carlos froze, his hand still clutching the doctor's neck tightly. His chest heaved as if every breath had been knocked out of his system.Kyla will die?“How do we stop it?” John asked, his voice cracking from behind.“Only Cordelia has the solution. She'd prepared it in case things go wrong. She is probably still with it,” the doctor cried. “Please spare my life. I'm just another hostage to Cordelia. I have a family I haven't seen in five years… I beg you.”Carlos released the doctor, letting the man crumple to the ground, and immediately rushed to Kyla.He held and kissed the back of her hand.“Hey, Wildling,” he said, swallowing as his lips trembled. “If you can hear me, I want you to stop fighting it. Or you're going to kill yourself.”Kyla’s head moved, her body shivering.“Wildling, please. I can't lose you,” he said.“She can't hear, sire,” the doctor said, and Carlos slowly glanced over his shoulder, his expression tight with anger.“She probably also doesn't know that fightin
“Was she a lot of trouble?” John asked, his tone calm as he stared through the hospital’s transparent glass, Carlos seated beside him.“Can’t you tell?”John chuckled. “ I’m still wondering how you two managed to get along.”Carlos’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He shifted his gaze to John. He had lost weight, his skin pale, with a few visible bruises.“I missed you, old man,” he said with utmost sincerity. “And I’m sorry I wasn’t there to save you.”“Are you crazy?” John said softly. “You’ve done more than enough for me, Carlos. None of this would have been possible without you. You protected my daughter, saved me, and saved her. I will forever be grateful, my friend.”Carlos nodded. His jaw clenched as he returned his gaze to the view before him.“Seems you’re doing better without your glasses. That’s good to see.”Carlos bit the inside of his cheek. He had noticed that too. He could keep his nerve imbalance in check without his glasses as long as Kyla was close.“Guess I’m sick of them,” h
“The mission was successful,” Micheal said as he sat beside Carlos. “John will be here by morning.”Carlos didn’t shift his attention from Kyla, who lay unconscious on the bed. He was quiet, muscles tense as he stared.“Is she okay?” Micheal asked in a whisper. Carlos’s fists clenched together. He recalled the moment he had embraced her back at the Serpent territory. When he pulled back to look at her, she was disoriented.Fear. Relief. Confusion.It was as if his presence was too overwhelming.She whimpered, suddenly struggling to breathe, then passed out in his arms.Carlos had never been this terrified or worried before. Did they really mess with her memories of him?Would she see him differently?Just the thought made him swallow.Kyla lay peacefully on the bed, her eyelids resting against her cheekbones. The monitor beeped steadily at her side, and her chest rose and fell gently.“Cordelia. Any sign of her?” Carlos muttered, his voice hoarse.“None yet. We’re still tracking.”“T
KYLA For a heartbeat, her mind went blank. No sound. No word. Only the repeating echo of “dead” in her head. “What did you just say?” Her voice trembled. “He is gone, Kyla,” Josie said, trying to keep her voice calm. “They found him this morning in his cell.” “Cell?” Kyla frowned. "When did
CARLOS.It was morning, and the first thing that greeted Carlos was the sweet scent of meat, something buttery, and faintly spicy. With half-opened eyes, he entered the kitchen."Look who is awake. Good morning, sleepyhead." Kyla greeted in apron focused on cooking.Carlos had came to a conclusion
Carlos’s eyes fluttered open in the room, the light so bright he squinted to adjust.Panic and confusion shot through him. Taking in the surroundings, he realized he was in a hospital and wearing a hospital gown.Luckily his glasses were nearby. He put them on and pushed them up the bridge of his n
CARLOSCarlos’s eyes are wide, his vision clouded like a storm, and the adrenaline rushes through his system, flooding it with fire that makes every one of his muscles tense.“You. Did. What?” He bit out, each word made his jaw tighten.“I… didn't… mean to,” Jayden struggled to say. “Why do… you ca







