LOGINAce's Pov
Nikolai was on restricted movement for three weeks. Every decision that required immediate action fell to me. There were several of those in the first seventy-two hours after The Council's communication arrived.
I did not wait for consensus on most of them.
The first decision was personnel. We had lost Milo. Serra was recovering but offline for at least two weeks. Our operational capacity was reduced. The C
Ace's PovNikolai was on restricted movement for three weeks. Every decision that required immediate action fell to me. There were several of those in the first seventy-two hours after The Council's communication arrived.I did not wait for consensus on most of them.The first decision was personnel. We had lost Milo. Serra was recovering but offline for at least two weeks. Our operational capacity was reduced. The Council was arriving in under three days. Arriving weakened was not something I was willing to present.I pulled the three most capable senior Syndicate operatives from the eastern district operations. I repositioned them to primary security for the meeting. Rem protested the resource pull from the eastern district."The eastern district operations are mid-cycle. Pulling three senior operatives disrupts two active programs.""The acti
Nikolai's PovThe surgeon Rem reached was in the building within forty minutes of the wound. The one-hour window held with time I was not going to waste being grateful for.The procedure was done under local anesthetic on the table in the main room. Moving me further was not a viable option given the blood loss. I was awake through most of it. I requested that specifically. Being unconscious in a room where things were still unresolved was not something I was willing to accept.Ace sat on the floor beside the table for the entire procedure. His back was against the table leg. His hands rested in his lap. Dried blood stained his jacket from the room where she had died.He did not speak during the procedure. Neither did I. Ivan stood at the entrance. He watched both of us with the expression he wore when something enormous had just resolved. He was still calibrating what the absence of it felt like.When the surgeon finished, he stepped back. He told me I would survive with rest. Restri
Ace's PovShe stood in the doorway. My mind did the thing it had been doing for hours. It pulled toward her against everything I actually wanted. The drug's voice underneath my own thoughts said listen and obey and come forward.I stood in the room. I fought it.Nikolai was bleeding. I could see it from where I stood. Ivan held him up in the corridor. Nikolai's hand pressed against his side. The sight of it cut through the drug's pull with something sharper than clarity.Not clarity. Rage."You stabbed him.""He was in the way. He is not mortally injured. The wound is manageable if treated within the hour.""He was in the way.""Yes." She stepped into the room. "Come with me now. I will ensure he receives treatment immediately. Refuse. The hour starts becoming relevant."I felt the directive surge upward at her words. The pull was stronger now that she was in the same room. I stood in it the way I had stood in everything difficult for the past year. I found the thing underneath the pu
Ivan's PovThe convoy reached the perimeter before we finished moving Ace to the interior room. The first breach happened at the north access point exactly where Rem had predicted it would.Fifteen personnel confirmed. Possibly more behind the lead vehicles. We had Rem, myself, Nikolai, and two senior Syndicate operatives who had stayed loyal through the transfer. The math was not comfortable."Interior positions." Nikolai was already moving. His voice was the flat operational version that meant everything personal had been compressed somewhere deep. Only the problem in front of him existed. "Rem on the east corridor. Milo and Serra on the west. Ivan with me on the main approach.""Ace.""Interior room. Locked. Rem has the override if the directive activates again."I looked at Ace. He sat against the wall in the position we had placed him. His eyes were half-focused. The clarity from before still held but visibly thinned at every edge."Stay in that room. No matter what you hear.""I
Ace's PovThe clarity was already thinning when I spoke. The edges of my own thoughts started to blur the way the walls had blurred hours ago. I knew with absolute certainty that whatever window I had left was closing faster than any of us could fight it."Listen to me. Both of you, right now, while I can still say this clearly.""We are listening." Nikolai knelt in front of me. His throat was still bruised from where my own hands had nearly ended him."I do not know how long I can hold this back. If I lose it again, I might not stop next time. I might actually kill one of you. Both of you. I will not even know I did it until whatever is left of me wakes up inside a body that has already done something unforgivable.""We will restrain you." Ivan's voice was firm. "We will find a way to hold you until this passes.""It is not passing. Rem said it
Nikolai's PovI had fought Ivan once, years ago, in a sparring session that had gone too far between two brothers testing exactly how much each could take. I had never imagined I would one day be fighting Ace with the same controlled brutality.His fists drove at me with a precision that had none of his usual instinct in it. Only mechanical execution of something programmed beneath his skin."Ace. Stop."He did not stop. His eyes were flat. Distant. The person I loved was trapped somewhere behind a face that kept moving toward me with lethal intent."Ivan, get back. I have him.""You do not have him." Ivan circled wide. His jaw was already swollen from the first hit. "Nobody has him right now."Ace came at me again, faster than before. I caught his wrist before the strike landed. I twisted hard enough that anyone else
Ace’s/Ivan’sPovI couldn't think.What the fuck just happened?I couldn't fucking think, overwhelmed, by everything going on. Why were they doing this to me, strumming me like a guitar. It was humiliating and I hated it.But a whine escaped me as Nickolai’s hand left my hair and Ivan pulled back fr
Ivan's PovAce was pressed against the far wall breathing fast and his eyes were going between Nikolai and Morozov and then they found mine across the room.And I understood in that second what I had not let myself fully understand before.
Ivan's PovThe trap took four hours to set.Nikolai ran most of it. He was better at the architecture of things like this, the quiet repositioning, the exits covered without anything looking different from the outside. I handled the ground l
Nikolai's povIvan was enjoying himself far too much. He had that sick little grin on his face as he pressed the blunt side of his knife on Ace’s wrists. I knew it didn't cut, didn't draw blood, but it pulled another startled cry from Ace, which was what he wanted.“Brother,” Ivan said lightly, “h







