Lila’s POV The facility sat nestled in the Montana wilderness like a cancer, sleek, modern, deliberately hidden beneath layers of concealment wards. From the outside, it looked like nothing. A stretch of unremarkable forest.From the inside, Dante’s scouts reported, it was a nightmare.“Forty-two guards,” Dante briefed us in the war room, his voice carrying the calm authority of someone who’d planned raids his entire life. “Twelve are supernatural, enhanced humans, mostly. The rest are military. Three witch sentinels maintain the outer wards. The internal layout suggests four underground levels. Medical on level two, containment on three, research on four.”“Research,” I whispered, that word making my stomach turn. “That’s where they’d keep Ash.”“Level four, yes.” Dante’s ice-blue eyes found mine across the map, and something in his expression softened, just barely, just enough to notice. “We’ll get him back, Lila.”The way he said my name, quiet, almost tender, made my chest ache.
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