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I truly do, but being here isn’t helping anyone. “It’s been three days. If we were being followed or hunted, they would have made their move by now. We are in the middle of nowhere, for crying out loud. Aren’t you even a little curious to know what’s going on out there?” I comb my fingers through my hair, masking the frustration engulfing me. “There’s no Television or radio. You are cutting me out from the real world; making me a prisoner.” Holden descends the three steps that bring him into the living room from the hallway. He walks behind the kitchen island and opens the top cupboard above the marble bench.

"Oh my God! Yes! We've been searching for him everywhere! Where are you? I'll come right away." Millie gave the exact location, and the person on the other end said they would be there in 20 minutes. Apparently, they had driven off and forgotten that the boy hadn't gotten into the car. Millie was speechless at how careless they were as parents. "Miss… I'm really hungry…" The boy tugged at the hem of her shirt. Millie glanced around and saw that there weren't any restaurants nearby. This area was close to a lumberyard, so it was surrounded mostly by alleys.

Immediately she stopped talking. "Look around you. You are in the middle of nowhere. The nearest town is around a hundred miles away. No one can reach this place on foot, that too this far. You need a special vehicle to be driven on this path. Not everyone owns such vehicles which should be customized. So forget about going alone by foot" he said as patiently as he could.

"We are so screwed." "We cannot keep doing this." JP shot again at the goo. Once again, the liquid splattered and then reformed. "This is not working, Rhylent. The nitch was inside Norwell for too long. It is tough because it consumed her blood for a long time. My weapon is useless, and we need Keltrix." "It is heading toward Daris." Jazz peeked around Rhylent as she searched for more items to toss. "What do we do?"

Time to end this one way or another. ***

he replied. I gave him a slight nod in response. About twenty minutes later, he announced " we're here" I watched as we drove into partially fenced space. What on earth is this place? "How come I've never heard of this place before?" I asked out loud "Probably because you're too busy with work to have fun " he responded as he put off the engine. I scoffed at his words as I began to loosen the straps of my heels so I could swap to the sneakers. "All done?" He asked a moment later

No sound of traffic, no distant hum of technology, nothing but a stillness that made her feel like she was walking through a forgotten graveyard. She looked around, her heart beating faster as the realization sank in: this was **Nyxterra**. The place she had only heard whispered rumors about, a world where lost memories supposedly went to die. It was said that those who wandered too far into the shadows of Nyxterra rarely came back. The city itself was a labyrinth of half-formed structures, their outlines blurred as though they were fading in and out of existence, forgotten by time and memory.

One is about to answer when Nanny Lisa went in. “Ms. Demi, your mom, and dad just called earlier. They said they are unable to go back home today because of some important matters they need to attend to.” The old woman simply answered Demi even though she just arrived as if she already knows what’s playing inside the girl’s mind. “Alright, what’s new with that anyway?” Demi answered obviously not happy. Well, this is her life. She eats alone most of the time and is surrounded by her nannies. Her parents? She doesn’t even know if they both know her favorites or even remember they have a daughter waiting for them.

"Same here." They'd never dealt with anything like this before. Molly had never—not once—gone this long without contacting them. Logan's eyes darkened as his fingers curled into a fist. Where could she have gone right after her shift? Was she really avoiding them because she didn't want to choose either of them as her mate? They'd rushed back as fast as they could after handling Rose's situation, ready with their surprises—so why were they still too late? They'd been this close to making things right.

Jeremy was shouting, and veins were bulging on his neck. There was a pause on the other end before the voice finally responded in a calm and regretful tone. “Mr. Wirkola, we’ve contacted the police and the rescue team. I’m sure it won’t take long before…” Jeremy could not hear the rest. His mind was spiraling, filled with only the thought that Ashlyn had fallen into the sea and was missing. He grabbed his jacket and walked quickly toward the door like a man possessed.