All Chapters of 🕵️ The GENERAL'S VOW : Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

MARA’S POVDante hit the concrete.For one terrible second, the world stopped moving.Blood spread across his shirt as he pressed a hand against his chest. His face twisted with pain, but his eyes remained fixed on Rafael.“DANTE!” I screamed.Rafael laughed, lowering his smoking pistol.“Look at that. The mighty Dante Blackwood brought to his knees.”I wanted to put a bullet between his eyes.But Sofia and Lia were still surrounded by armed men, and Dante was bleeding on the floor.I had seconds to decide what mattered most.The soldier inside me took control.I dropped beside Dante, pretending to examine his wound while my fingers found the small combat knife strapped beneath my sleeve.“Stay with me,” I whispered.His hand closed weakly around my wrist.“Mara… get the girls.”“I will. And I'm bringing you home, too.”I rose before he

MARA’S POVThe name on the screen refused to leave my mind.Vivienne Blackwood.Dante sat upright in his hospital bed, his injured side heavily bandaged, his expression colder than the winter rain beating against the windows.The security chief stood beside him, holding the tablet that had just exposed another piece of the betrayal inside our family.“Tell me exactly where you found this message,” Dante ordered.“On a recovered phone belonging to one of the men at the harbour, sir. The message was sent shortly before the kidnapping.”“And you waited until now to show me?”“The device was damaged. My team only recovered the deleted messages an hour ago.”Dante extended his hand.“Give it to me.”The security chief passed him the tablet.Dante read the message again, his jaw tightening with every word.The General is becoming a problem. If she survives the next att

MARA’S POVThe photograph was still glowing on my phone when I reached the abandoned hospital.Dante was on his knees, blood staining his shirt. Vivienne stood behind him with a gun pressed against his head, wearing the satisfied expression of a woman who believed she had finally won.Come alone, Mara. Or Dante dies next.I read the message one last time before slipping my phone into my pocket.Vivienne wanted me frightened.Rafael wanted me dead.Unfortunately for both of them, I had spent years learning how to function when fear threatened to consume every sensible thought in my head.I approached the hospital through the rear entrance, keeping to the shadows. Victor's men were positioned outside, waiting for my signal. I had instructed them not to enter unless they heard three shots.I wasn't about to let Rafael turn Dante into a casualty of a rescue operation.Inside, the building smel

MARA’S POVThe western gate exploded before I reached the staircase.The blast shook the mansion, sending glass raining across the floor. Somewhere below, men shouted over the thunder of gunfire.I tightened my grip on my rifle.“Victor, status!”“Three vehicles inside the perimeter! Our western team is pinned down. They're advancing toward the main building!”“How many men?”“Twenty at least!”I looked toward Dante.He was already reaching for his weapon, his injured side stiff beneath his shirt.“You're staying here,” I told him.He gave me a murderous look.“You have got to stop saying that.”“Then stop giving me reasons to say it.”“Mara, this is my home.”“And I'm trying to keep it from becoming your funeral.”A bullet struck the window beside us.We both dropped.Dante crawled toward the wall, pulled out his phon