The night air was thick with smoke and tension. The forest around us had gone silent, but that silence was deceptive. Every rustle of leaves, every snapping twig made my nerves coil tighter. The shadow figure hadn’t moved in sight, but its presence was like a heartbeat in the dark—slow, deliberate, watching, calculating.Blade crouched beside me, knife ready, eyes scanning the tree-line. It’s waiting for us to make a mistake,” he muttered, voice low, steady. “And when we do…” His jaw tightened. “…we die.”I clenched my fists, feeling the burn of old wounds, the ache in my ribs, but mostly, the raw fury of a man who had almost lost everything. “Then we don’t make a mistake,” I said, voice sharp. “We move smart. Fast. Together. It thinks it’s the predator? Tonight, it learns who the real hunters are.”Nova held Isla tight behind a thick tree, eyes wide, heart racing. “Cruz…how do we even fight something like that?” she whispered, fear threading her voice.“You survived it,” I said, g
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