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DAMIEN CROSS POV The forest was too quiet.I kept driving down the rough dirt path, every bump hitting my spine. My hands were tight on the wheel.Adrian slept against the window, cheek on the glass. He looked calm. Too calm.I focused on the road.“The safehouse is close,” I muttered to myself. “Less than a mile.”Comfort should’ve followed. It didn’t.Leon’s voice replayed in my head:“The attack wasn’t a hit. It was a distraction.”My jaw locked.When the cabin appeared between the trees, my stomach dropped.A light was on.A soft yellow glow leaking through the slats.One I did not leave on.My pulse spiked.“Damien…?” Adrian’s groggy voice drifted up.I put a steady hand on his knee. “We’re here.”He squinted out. “It looks small.”“It’s safe,” I lied.His eyes sharpened. He felt the tension hitting the air like static.“What’s wrong?” he whispered.I didn’t respond.I killed the engine.Silence dropped like a weight.“Damien ”“Stay in the car.”Too sharp. Too late to take it b

ADRIAN HALE POV “Damien, slow down please!” I gasped.“No slowing down,” he shot back. “Not tonight.”“You’re dragging me!”“I know.”“That’s not comforting!”“It’s not meant to be comforting,” he said, breath steady. “It’s meant to keep you alive.”We crashed through the forest, our footsteps loud, my lungs burning like someone had set fire inside my chest.“Damien, wait I can’t ”“You can.” His grip tightened painfully around my hand. “Adrian, keep up.”“I am keeping up! I’m literally dying but I’m keeping up!”“You’re talking,” he said flatly. “So you’re fine.”“Oh my God, this is not fine! Nothing about this is fine!”He didn’t answer. He just kept running, weaving between trees with the kind of speed that made him seem unreal.Behind us, branches snapped. Voices shouted. Someone cursed.“Damien, they're getting closer!”“I know.”“You keep saying that like it’s nothing!”“It’s not nothing,” he said. “It’s information.”“Information that should make you panic!”“I don’t panic.”“

ADRIAN HALE POV He kept me upright.He kept me moving.Leon walked ahead, glancing back every few seconds.“Are you two doing okay back there?” he whispered.Damien didn’t answer. His grip tightened on me instead.I muttered, “We’re fine.”Leon raised an eyebrow. “I’ll pretend I believe that.”Damien shot him a look, and Leon immediately faced forward again.We reached a steep incline. Leon climbed first, mumbling, “Of course it’s uphill. Why wouldn’t it be uphill? Why can’t bad guys ever chase people on flat ground?”Damien ignored him and turned to me.“Give me your hand,” he said.I placed mine in his. His grip was warm, firm, grounding.Halfway up, my foot slipped. I jerked forward “Adrian ” Damien caught me instantly, pulling me into his chest. His arms wrapped around me like instinct, like reflex.“You’re shaking,” he murmured.“I’m cold.”It was a terrible lie.“No,” he said softly. “It’s not cold.”His fingers gently lifted my chin. “Talk to me.”“Damien… you don’t want to h

LEON POV “I swear,” I muttered under my breath, dodging a branch as I ran, “I’ve seen a lot of messed-up things.”Damien didn’t answer. He was too busy sprinting ahead of me, Adrian in his arms, holding him like the guy was the last living thing on earth.I pushed harder, ignoring the pain stabbing my ribs. “Blood on concrete. Men crying for mercy. People selling out their own family. I’ve seen all that.”No response. Damien was focused, jaw clenched, pace relentless.“But this?” I huffed. “Watching you run through a pitch-black forest carrying Adrian like you’ll murder the air itself if it touches him wrong this is new.”Adrian whispered something against Damien’s shoulder, voice trembling. Damien muttered back in that low, dangerous tone he only used when he was one second from losing his mind.I had never seen him like this. Ever.“Damien,” I called, lowering my voice as I finally caught up. “We need to stop.”“No.” Sharp. Immediate.“It’s important.”“It can wait.”“No, it can’t.

Damien Cross Pov“Damien… why are we moving again?” Adrian’s voice trembled beside me, fingers clinging to my arm. “Why are you… tense?”“Because he’s coming for you.” My eyes stayed on the road. “And I won’t let him get near you again.”“My… grandfather?” His whisper barely rose above the hum of the engine. “He’s behind this?”“Yes.” I tightened my grip on the wheel. “He’s been orchestrating everything, the attacks, the men hunting you. He wants you dead.”Adrian froze. “Why? I don’t even know him… why would he want me gone?”“Doesn’t matter why. He does. And I’m not letting him.”A pause. Then, quietly, he asked, “Damien… I don’t want you to get hurt. Promise me you’ll be careful.”“I can’t promise nothing will happen.” I turned my hand and grasped his. “I can only promise I’ll fight for you. Always.”“I trust you.” His fingers tightened around mine.“And that trust won’t be wasted. Not tonight.”“…Damien…” He hesitated. “Please… be careful.”“I will,” I said. “But staying here is d