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Sacrifices"You're hesitating."Flora's voice cut like a blade through the silence. Adrian stood at the edge of the clearing, his fists clenched, his jaw tight. It was thick with tension; the weight of his decision pressed down on him like a storm, threatening to break loose."I'm not," he finally said, though even he didn't believe the words.Flora took another step in closer. "Yes, you are."Adrian turned to her; eyes dark, unreadable. "You don't understand."Flora's face hardened. "Then make me understand."He exhaled hard, running a hand through his hair. "If I go after Lorne, I leave the pack vulnerable. If I stay, I let him get away. Either way, someone loses."Flora watched him. "And you think you have to make that choice alone?"Adrian didn't answer.She shook her head. "You always do this. You take everything on yourself, like you're the only one who can fix it.""Because it's my responsibility," he snapped.Flora didn't flinch. "No. It's our responsibility. Yours. Mine. Jace

The Last DecisionThe shot rent the night.Adrian moved before he thought. Instinct. Training. Whatever it was, it sent him diving toward Flora, pulling her down as a bullet whizzed past where she had been standing.She gasped as they hit the ground. "What the hell—""Stay down," Adrian growled. His heart pulsed in his ears. He scanned the darkness for movement.Already on his feet, gun drawn, eyes sharp, Jace repeated, "Where?"Cursing under her breath, Alice said, "I didn't see."Another shot sounded. This one hit the wall behind them, splintering the wood.Flora tensed beneath him. "They're not aiming to miss."No, they weren’t.His mind racing, Adrian thought, the shooter wasn't sloppy. They weren't panicked. That meant one thing: trained.And trained meant sent."They found us," Alice muttered. Jace huffed a sigh that was close to a curse. "Figures."Adrian yanked Flora up behind cover. "You hurt?"She shook her head. "Not yet.""Stay that way."More bullets. This time closer.A

The AmbushThe gunshot pierced the simulated silence.Flora had slightly a moment to reply before Jace seized her, yanking her to the floor as an alternate bullet ripped through the wall above her head. The air filled with the sharp scent of gunpowder." Stay down!" Jace barked, his voice slightly audible over the unforeseen barrage of gunfire.Lorne cursed, ducking behind a capsized table and drawing his weapon." You led them then?!"" No," Adrian gritted out, floundering to sit up. He was still weak, his body slightly recovered from the last fight." It's not just them." His breath came suddenly." It's worse."Flora's palpitation pounded. She risked a regard toward the door, but the murk outdoors made it insolvable to tell how numerous enemies there were.also, out of the chaos, a voice cut through the night like a blade." Adrian," the figure said, stepping into the dim light of the doorway." You should've no way come back."Flora's stomach twisted. The voice was full of venom but w

The PlanGunfire tore through the cabin.Jace ducked behind an overturned table, his back pressed against the splintered wood. His breath came fast, his fingers tight around his gun. He peeked over the edge just in time to see a bullet punch into the wall inches from his head."Shit," he muttered, dropping back down.Alice crouched beside him, reloading her weapon with quick, practiced hands. "We’re sitting ducks here," she said, voice sharp with frustration."Yeah, no kidding." Jace clenched his jaw, stealing another glance toward the chaos. Kade’s men had fanned out, their movements calculated. This wasn’t just a random shootout—they were being cornered.Across the room, Flora struggled to keep Adrian upright. Blood seeped from his shirt, dark and spreading too fast."Adrian, stay with me," she urged in urgent tones.He exhaled as his weight fell against her. "Not going anywhere," he whispered, but his knees shook and buckled under him.Above the firing, Kade's voice yelled out, "Yo

The Capture"Get down!" Jace's voice cut through the chaos, but it was already too late.A sharp crack rang out. Something slammed into the side of Flora's head, her vision going white-hot with pain.She hit the ground hard. Distantly, she heard Adrian curse, heard the sound of fists meeting flesh, bodies struggling. But she couldn't move-could barely think. The world swam in and out of focus, her pulse a hammering echo in her ears."Flora!" Adrian's voice, rough and desperate.Hands grasped her, yanking her upright. A wave of dizziness crashed over her, but she fought it, blinking rapidly to clear her vision. When she finally did-her stomach dropped.Adrian was on his knees, blood running from a fresh cut on his cheek. Two men held him down, their grips unyielding. Another man stood behind him, a gun pressed against the back of his skull.Kade.His smile was lazy, confident. "Well. That was easier than I expected."Flora's throat burned as she struggled against the grip of the men ho