LOGINAfter the laughter and hooting died down, Zara said, “We are here for you, babe.”“Thanks, girls,” Clara replied, then scooped a spoonful of pasta into her mouth.“Jeez, Clara. Careful or you’re going to choke,” Aria warned.Clara rolled her eyes and kept chewing, and Zara laughed at them.The next second, the hospital room door opened, and Jaxon strolled in with Damian and Christian on his heels.Clara stopped midway through chewing. Her eyes widened as she took in the tall men filling the doorway.Zara smiled at Jaxon as he walked straight to her bedside. He leaned in and kissed her gently.Damian did the same. He went straight to his wife and kissed her deeply on the lips, slow and unguarded, like he’d forgotten they weren’t alone.Clara was left staring at Christian, who was casually leaning against the doorframe. She felt heat crawl up her neck when his intense gaze settled on her. Instinctively, she looked down and wiped the pasta sauce from her lips, suddenly self-conscious.“W
Clara rushed to the bed and hugged Zara gently, careful of the wires and tubes."Oh my God." She held the hand that didn’t have an IV attached to it, clutching it like she was afraid Zara might disappear if she let go.“How are you feeling? Are you okay?” she asked in a rush. “You had me worried.”Tears streamed freely down her face, her voice breaking despite her effort to stay calm. The steady beep of the monitor was the only thing grounding her, proof that Zara was still here.Zara smiled weakly. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to put you all in this state.”Her voice was soft, full of guilt. She hated seeing Clara like this. Hated knowing she was the reason for the fear sitting in everyone’s eyes.Clara shook her head, wiping at her tears. “I thought I wouldn’t see you anymore. I mean… after years of not seeing you, I only got to see you once. I thought I wouldn’t see you again.”Her voice cracked on the last word. She let out a shaky breath, as if saying it out loud made the fear mo
Jaxon stayed seated beside Zara’s bed, his fingers loosely wrapped around hers. For a while, neither of them spoke. The silence wasn’t uncomfortable. It was the kind that settled after chaos, heavy but calm, like the aftermath of a storm.Zara was the first to break it.“What about Commander Reaves?” she asked quietly, her voice still weak but steady. “Is he… is he okay?”Jaxon nodded. “We got to him in time. He’s in the hospital now, getting treatment. He’s badly hurt, but he’s alive.”Relief washed over her face, and she let out a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. “Good,” she murmured. “I was so scared he wouldn’t make it.”“He’s tougher than he looks,” Jaxon said. “He’ll pull through.”Zara studied his face, noticing the exhaustion etched into his features. Dark shadows sat beneath his eyes, and his jaw looked tight, as if he hadn’t truly relaxed since everything happened.“You should rest too,” she said softly.He shook his head. “I’m fine.”“You’re not,” she replied,
Zara slowly opened her eyes, and the first thing she became aware of was the steady beeping of a machine somewhere close by. The sound was rhythmic, constant, and irritatingly loud. For a moment, she simply lay there, confused, her mind sluggish and heavy, struggling to understand where she was and why her body felt like it had been dragged through fire.She blinked a few times, trying to clear the fog clouding her vision. White walls came into focus. A curtain. A metal stand holding a bag of clear liquid. And the smell of antiseptic hit her nose.A hospital.Why was she in a hospital?She frowned slightly and tried to push herself up, wanting to sit, wanting answers. The moment she moved, a sharp, searing pain ripped through her side.She groaned and dropped back against the mattress, her hand instinctively going to the source of the pain.And then it all came rushing back.Dimitri.Jaxon.The warehouse. The fight. The gun. The sound of the shot. The burning pain as the bullet tore i
Dimitri stumbled from the force of the punch, his body jerking backward as air was knocked from his lungs. He staggered, boots scraping harshly against the concrete floor, but it took only a second for him to recover. Rage flared across his face, twisting his features into something ugly and unrecognizable.He lunged at Jaxon.The impact of their bodies colliding echoed through the room as Dimitri slammed his shoulder into Jaxon’s chest, driving him back several steps. Dimitri was fast, brutal, every movement sharpened by years of training and bitterness. He swung hard, fist cutting through the air and connecting with Jaxon’s jaw. Jaxon reeled but didn’t go down, wiping blood from the corner of his mouth as he braced himself.They circled each other like predators, boots grinding against the floor, breath heavy and labored. Dimitri struck again, this time catching Jaxon in the ribs. Pain exploded through Jaxon’s side, and Dimitri didn’t let up. He pressed his advantage, landing blow a
Chapter 73: The signalDimitri came back to Zara not long after he’d left her alone. This time, he pulled a chair and sat directly in front of her, his posture relaxed, as though they were about to have a casual conversation and not one forced by chains and fear. His eyes studied her with unsettling focus, as if he were memorizing her reactions.“You know,” he said lightly, crossing one leg over the other, “we never really finished our conversation before the whole ‘accident’.”Zara didn’t respond. She lifted her chin and glared at him, her silence heavy with defiance.Dimitri chuckled. “That look,” he said. “You do that a lot. He does it too.”She said nothing.He leaned back slightly. “Should I tell you how Jaxon gave me this?” he added, pointing to the scar that cut viciously across his face. “Gave it to me like it was nothing. One clean move, and my face was ruined.”Zara’s jaw tightened, but she kept her mouth shut.“I saved his life,” Dimitri continued, his voice sharpening. “H







