LyraThe air outside the Citadel territory tasted sweet, filled with pine, damp earth, and the sharp, undeniable scent of absolute freedom. My lungs expanded, dragging in the cool night breeze as my boots hit the soft dirt beyond the border markers. We had made it out. We had actually fucking survived.Jax slammed his fist into a thick tree trunk, the wood groaning under the sudden impact. His chest heaved, adrenaline still pumping hot and violent through his veins.“We need to head straight back to our territory,” Jax snarled, his eyes fixed on me, demanding obedience. “Pack the horses, we move now.”I didn't move. My boots felt like lead sunk deep into the soil. “No.”“What!” They all said in unison, looking at me like I had grown two heads.Throne crossed his massive arms, his expression hardening as he looked back toward the towering stone walls looming in the distance. “Staying this close to the Citadel is absolute suicide, Lyra. Kade isn't going to just let us walk away easil
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