All Chapters of Whispers of Loyalty: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

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IT CAME CRASHING DOWN

ALANABlood.It’s the first thing I see when I open my eyes, even though the blur and the tears. Even through the chaos. The memory bleeds into my consciousness before I even realize I’m conscious. It’s not the warm, sticky bloom of my own wound that shatters me. It’s his.Zach’s blood.I see it when I blink. I feel it on my hands even though I’m sure someone’s cleaned it off. I can’t hear anything. Not the beeping of machines, not the whispers of Gia and the medic. Not even my own scream. Because I think I did scream when it happened. When he fell.When I saw him go down with that slow, irreversible collapse. Like a fucking building caving in on itself. Like something sacred had been desecrated right in front of me.My mind keeps replaying the second right after the shot tore through him. His eyes searching for me, wide and terrified. And then nothing. No words. No breath. Just him on the ground. Motionless.I must’ve tried to get to him. I think I did. Because I remember crawling. D

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THE ONE'S WHO SURVIVE

ZACHThere was a moment, half breath, half nightmare, where I didn’t know if I was alive or just too stubborn to stay dead.Then came the weight of her hand. Soft. Shaking. Real."Zach." Her voice cracked like glass on concrete. "Zach, please."I blinked against the blinding white of hospital lights, pain roaring through my chest like a freight train.Alana.I didn’t hear anything else. Not the machines. Not the footsteps. Not even the sting in my side or the fire in my ribs. Just her voice, tethering me back to the edge I’d slipped off."I thought I lost you," she whispered.I could feel it in her. The unraveling. The ache that didn’t come from wounds or bullets, but from the same place mine had always lived—right in the center of the wreckage we never asked for but kept surviving."Not yet," I rasped, the words scraping through my throat like they had to fight to live, too. "You don’t get rid of me that easy."Her lips trembled as she leaned in, pressing her forehead against mine. H

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WHAT HAPPENS NEXT

ALANAThe silence felt too sharp.It didn’t settle; it sliced. A clean, invisible line right through my chest and all the way down to the pit of my stomach. Zach’s voice still rang in my ears — “I got a name.”And I didn’t ask him who.Not because I didn’t want to know. But because I couldn’t. Not yet. Because the moment I asked was the moment it became real. Tangible. Solid. The moment we could no longer pretend it was just smoke and paranoia and war drums in the distance.Now we had a fucking target.I watched him from the corner of my eye, slouched against the wall, his shirt still damp with sweat and blood - some of it his, some of it not. He hadn’t said much since he told me. Just nodded when I handed him water. Grunted when I offered pain meds. We were both too wired to rest, too damaged to sleep.I ran my fingers along the jagged tear in my shoulder bandage, the place where shrapnel had sliced through me when the gunfire exploded back at the compound. It still pulsed, not just

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HOW DEEP IS THIS RUNNING

ZACHBenny.It echoed like gunfire in my skull, the kind that leaves your ears ringing long after the trigger’s been pulled. One name. One weak link. And if Ramón was telling the truth, if he wasn’t playing us for fools before we put a bullet between his eyes, then Benny was either the answer to everything or a decoy sent to waste our time while the real traitor burned the rest of our empire to ash.I didn’t trust him. I didn’t trust anyone. Not anymore.Alana had finally fallen asleep on the couch across from me, curled like a question mark under one of my hoodies, the edges of her ribs visible beneath the oversized fabric. She hadn’t let go of me since I woke up. Not really. Her body was never more than a few feet away, her gaze always searching for signs I might disappear again. I didn’t blame her. The last time we were in this much danger, she watched me take a bullet. And I watched her fall.I rested my head against the back of the chair, letting the tension unravel just enough t

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NICE RUNS OUT, ANGER BURNS

ALANAI could still taste the blood in the back of my throat. Not Zach’s. Mine.The air in the safe house was thick with silence, even though nothing about this place ever stayed quiet for long. There were always bodies shifting outside the doors. Always someone on watch, someone walking the perimeter, someone waiting for a fucking signal. But in here, tucked between the cold walls of the bedroom we were pretending to sleep in, time had slowed to a crawl.Zach was pacing, bare-chested, still bruised, still not fully healed from the ambush. He hadn’t said a word since the phone call ended. The name had been dropped like a goddamn anvil, Benny, and everything inside him had gone rigid.I could feel it even now as I sat on the edge of the bed, my legs tucked under me, my palms pressed flat against the blanket. His rage hadn’t gone anywhere. It had just shifted deeper. Settled into the marrow of his bones where it couldn’t be talked away.“You’re going to wear a hole in the floor.”He did

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DARKNESS BRINGS LIGHT

ZACHThe ache in my chest had dulled, but it lingered, a constant throb beneath the surface like a heartbeat I couldn’t quiet. It was more than physical. It was the memory of the chaos, the searing pain of a bullet meant to take me out. The echo of Alana’s scream as she cradled me, blood pooling fast between us. The world had narrowed to a single truth: I bled for her. I’d do it again. Again and again, if it meant keeping her breathing.The healing was far from over. My ribs protested with every breath, and the scar tearing across my side felt like it had etched itself into my soul. But the worst of it wasn’t the wound. It was the silence in the halls, the unanswered questions, the weight of betrayal that still hung heavy.Alana moved across the bedroom like a storm trying to disguise itself as calm. Her hair was damp from the shower, curling slightly at the ends, and her skin shimmered with moisture and exhaustion. She hadn’t slept through the night since it happened. She hadn’t left

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IT FADES

ALANAThe soft glow of morning filters through the slats of the blinds, painting streaks of light across Zach’s bare chest. I can feel his breath on my temple, slow and steady, anchoring me. His arm draped over my waist is heavy with exhaustion, but I don't move. I can’t. I don’t want to break whatever this is, this quiet lull between heartbeats, between wars.His skin is still warm, still his. The weight of last night- his blood, his body, his broken laugh when he said he’d literally bled for me- still sits in my chest like a stone. It’s crushing, but also… strangely comforting. Because I thought I lost him. For hours, I knew I did. My hands still remember the way they shook as I held pressure to the wound in his side. My knees still ache from where they hit the pavement, kneeling in his blood.But he’s here.Breathing.Alive.Mine.I turn slightly, just enough to watch his face, relaxed now in sleep, but still bearing the weight of everything we’ve endured. The bruises along his rib

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WON'T BE ENOUGH

ZACHShe was asleep beside me, her cheek pressed against my chest, breathing even but fragile. I hadn't moved in over an hour. Couldn't. Wouldn’t. Something about having her like this, skin to skin, breath to breath, her heartbeat barely a second off mine, calmed the storm in ways morphine never could.But the storm wasn’t gone. It just paused.My arm was still bandaged, shoulder tight with half-healed muscle stitched back together, and a throb deep in my ribs reminded me every time I breathed that I wasn’t invincible. Benny had made sure of that.Benny.Luca hadn’t even blinked when I asked him. He’d been too damn eager to give me a name. Not just any name. One that hit like a fist to the fucking sternum.I’d trusted Benny. Not with everything, I wasn’t that naïve, but enough. I let him get close. Brought him in when the heat turned up last fall. Let him walk around my operation like it already belonged to him.And now? The son of a bitch had tried to gut me like a pig and left Alana

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TRUTH HIDES

ALANAI could feel it building before he even opened his mouth.The air shifted around him, charged and electric, like the warning before a storm. Zach stood near the window of the safe house’s dim bedroom, arms crossed over his chest, jaw tight. He hadn’t looked at me since I woke up. Just watched the horizon like it owed him something. Or maybe like it had taken something from him.I sat up on the bed slowly, tugging one of his shirts tighter around me. He’d cleaned the blood off me with hands that were too careful, too reverent. But his silence had screamed the entire time. That silence had been louder than the gunfire. Louder than the screams. Louder than the way my body trembled even now, thinking of him slumped on that ground in a pool of his own blood.I almost lost him. No, I did lose him.For at least a few seconds, I was a woman without her world. And I think that version of me is still hiding somewhere beneath my skin, too afraid to breathe again. Too afraid to trust the s

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ANGER CAN BETRAY

ZACHShe was soft in my arms. Quiet. Vulnerable. I’d worshipped her like I promised I would, let every thread of pain and apology in my chest bleed into her skin until there was nothing left but the tremble in her breath. I felt her settle at first. Her fingers curled in the sheets. Her lips brushed against my shoulder. And for a second, I thought we were okay.But silence changes shape when guilt creeps in.She shifted slightly, her body tensing, heartbeat no longer syncing with mine. I kissed her hair and tried to hold on, but I could feel her slipping.I didn’t say anything at first. I knew the signs. Alana needed space sometimes, and I respected that. She wasn’t someone you held down when the storm came, she was someone you stood beside.But then she pulled away.Got up.Didn’t look back.My chest clenched as I watched her gather her clothes, moving like she was trying to outrun the weight of something she didn’t want to feel. My voice caught in my throat, and I gave her a second.

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