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0089: Safe, Sound, And Slightly Traumatized

Author: FlyingDove
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-01 04:31:45

LAILA’S POV

The cold wind clawed at my cheeks as we sprinted through the night. My legs burned, muscles screaming with every pounding step, but I didn’t dare slow down—not when Alex’s fingers were laced through mine, his grip so tight it was almost painful. Not when I could still feel the ghost of Noah’s blade pressed against my throat.

We didn’t stop until the trees swallowed us whole, the shadows of the forest closing around us like a shield. Only then did Alex whirl toward me, his chest heaving, his eyes wild—a storm of fury, terror, and something so raw it made my own breath catch.

“You okay?” His voice was rough, scraped raw from shouting, from growling, from the sheer force of his desperation.

I swallowed hard, my lungs still on fire. “I will be.” The words came out thin, shaky.

In an instant, his arms were around me, crushing me against his chest like he was afraid I’d dissolve into smoke. His heartbeat hammered against my ear, fast and frantic. I thought I’d lost you. His whis
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