The storm had reached its peak, thrashing against the lodge like a living force, but inside, silence reigned a taut, suffocating silence that weighed heavier than the wind and rain. Rowan’s pulse thundered in his ears, every muscle coiled, every sense screaming that Damien was close, waiting, poised to strike.Sierra pressed against him, shivering but steadying herself as best she could. Aria crouched beside her, hands clenched, jaw tight. Rowan’s grip on the poker was firm, but it wasn’t just a weapon anymore it was a lifeline, a line of defense against the predator who had haunted them for so long.Damien emerged from the shadows with deliberate slowness, his green eyes glinting with a cold amusement that made Rowan’s skin crawl. Every movement was precise, every step a calculated provocation.“You’ve done well to survive this long,” Damien said, voice smooth and lethal, echoing slightly in the storm-drenched lodge. “But all games have an end. And your time…” His gaze swept the girl
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