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0056: Secret Mission

Author: FlyingDove
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-12 02:47:59

It had been three days.

Three painfully long days where every second felt like it dragged me deeper into helplessness. I couldn’t just sit around doing nothing—not while the people I loved were falling apart. Not when the answer might be hidden somewhere in the past I’d tried so hard to escape.

Jackson wouldn’t approve. I already knew that. He’d never let me walk into danger, not willingly. He loved me too much. But this wasn’t about me anymore. It was about his father—about saving a man who had always put his family and pack first. A man who didn’t have much time left.

So I made up my mind.

That morning, I kissed Jackson goodbye like everything was fine, like I was just heading to my office to sort through some work. The truth? I was trying to throw him off my trail. I needed him not to worry, not to ask questions.

Once the sun started setting, I doubled back to our room and packed a small bag—just the basics. No note. No goodbye. If he found out what I was planning, he’d try to stop
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