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Ava pov

The sound of rain always comforted me once. It used to remind me of renewal, of second chances. But lately, it only felt like a warning: soft, relentless, and impossible to silence.

That morning, when I woke, Liam was gone. The side of the bed still held his warmth, but his scent was fading. I tried calling him, but the line went straight to voicemail. It wasn’t unusual for him to vanish early meetings, contacts, a thousand invisible strings he never explained but something felt different this time.

The air in the apartment was heavy, still humming with his restlessness. Something had shifted between us last night, even though we hadn’t said much. He’d kissed my forehead before bed, but his hands had trembled. I should have noticed more. I should have asked.

I tried to distract myself by making tea, by breathing. By pretending I wasn’t afraid. But my body wouldn’t stop shaking, and I couldn’t tell if it was because of the pregnancy or the creeping unease that had taken r
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    Liam & Ava alternating The world came back to Liam in fragments: sound first, then light, then pain. The steady beep of machines tethered him to reality. The faint antiseptic sting of the hospital clung to his throat. He tried to move, but his body resisted, every muscle caught between memory and paralysis. He remembered fire. He remembered Ava’s voice desperate, shaking. And then nothing. When his eyes finally opened, he wasn’t sure if the ceiling above him was real or just another fever dream. White. Endless. Blinding. Then he heard her. Faint. Distant. Crying. Not from pain, but from the kind of heartbreak that only comes when the world won’t stop asking for more. Ava. He ripped off the wires before his mind could catch up. The pain was sharp, but he welcomed it. Pain meant he was still alive. It meant he could still fight. The door burst open as nurses tried to stop him, but Liam was already on his feet, half-dressed, bleeding, swaying. “Where is she?” he rasped, his voic

  • under his control    149

    Ava pov The world was breaking open again. The ground trembled beneath her feet as Ava stumbled through the forest clearing, clutching the baby against her chest. Every explosion in the distance echoed like a reminder that Victoria’s shadow had not died with the woman’s last breath. The detonations were spreading outward, measured, deliberate, and almost rhythmic. A chain reaction. A warning that the war was not over, merely changing shape. She didn’t have time to rest. The smell of burning chemicals lingered in the air, mixing with the cold scent of rain that had begun to fall in hesitant drops. The child stirred again, tiny fingers curling against her skin. His breath was warm, alive, grounding her in a world that was otherwise unraveling. She reached a ridge and looked down. Through the fading mist, she could see what was left of the compound, a scar on the earth, still glowing faintly from the fires. Somewhere in the wreckage, Liam’s body was being carried away by rescuers sh

  • under his control    148

    Victoria POV Pain was the first thing she felt. It came like a tide, searing through what was left of her flesh, whispering reminders that she was still alive. Barely. The left side of her face was burned beyond recognition, her ribs cracked, her skin peeled in places where fire had kissed her too long. But she was breathing. That meant victory, in its own cursed way. She blinked through the smoke. The world was silent now, an endless graveyard of what used to be her empire. The lab was gone. The soldiers, gone. The sky, a dull gray canvas still bleeding light from the fires that had not yet died. And there she was. Ava. Standing in the middle of it all, holding the child. Victoria’s breath caught. Even from this distance, she could see it tiny, fragile, wrapped in dark cloth, its skin faintly glowing like its mother’s. The serum hadn’t just saved Ava; it had evolved. Perfected itself inside her. A living cure. A bitter laugh scraped from Victoria’s throat, so faint it sounded m

  • under his control    147

    Ava pov The fire wouldn’t stop. It ate everything: the air, the noise, the memory of his voice. Ava tried to breathe, but all she could taste was smoke and salt from her own tears. Liam’s body lay heavy in her arms, his skin already cooling. The light that had always burned behind his eyes was gone. For a long moment, she couldn’t move. The rest of the world blurred the rumble of collapsing steel, the hiss of dying flames. It was just him and her, bound by the silence between heartbeats. Then something warm pulsed beneath her hand. She looked down and saw faint golden light spreading under her skin, the cure, alive, moving, transforming. Liam’s words echoed inside her: Now you’re the cure. Ava closed her eyes, swallowed her sob, and let the serum flow. The warmth spread through her veins, and with it came something else. It was like her body had become a vessel of light and grief. Her heartbeat grew louder, faster. The ground beneath her trembled. When she finally stood, the worl

  • under his control    146

    Liam pov The world returned to him in fragments, sound first, then pain. A low, rhythmic beeping echoed somewhere near his ear, and the faint smell of smoke lingered in his nose. When Liam opened his eyes, everything was blurred. Shadows flickered above him like ghosts moving through firelight. It took him a few seconds to realize he wasn’t dead, though death would’ve been easier than this pulsing agony crawling through his body. He lay on a metal table inside what looked like an abandoned field hospital. The roof above him was torn, revealing a slice of gray morning sky. His chest burned, every breath scraping through his lungs. He tried to lift his hand, but it trembled violently. Dried blood covered his knuckles. His shirt was gone, replaced by rough bandages that felt hastily wrapped. When he turned his head, he saw her. Ava sat a few feet away, her back to him. Her hair was tangled, her arm in a sling, the rest of her body streaked with ash. She was cleaning a weapon with s

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    Ava pov The compound was no longer a place of shadows and secrets, it was a war zone. The night glowed red from the flames devouring the research wings, every explosion sending glass and metal shrieking into the sky. Ava ran through the chaos with the sound of gunfire behind her, smoke burning her lungs as she clutched the vial Liam had given his life for. Her hands trembled, but she didn’t stop. She couldn’t. Every step she took felt like walking through the ghosts of everyone Victoria had destroyed. The intercoms crackled with the madwoman’s voice. “You think you’ve won, Ava?” Victoria’s tone was calm, almost tender. “You’re just completing my work.” Ava didn’t answer. Her boots splashed through pools of blood and chemical waste. In the reflection of broken glass, she barely recognized herself soot on her face, eyes fever-bright, hair matted with sweat. Somewhere in the distance, she could still hear the faint sound of Liam’s heartbeat from the monitors, though she knew it wasn

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