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I watched. “You’re not here because you care,” he said after a long silence. “You’re here to see the wreckage.” I didn’t deny it. “You wanted to win,” I said softly. “But Daniel, I wasn’t playing your game. I was trying to survive.” He closed his eyes. “I lost everything.” “No,” I replied. “You threw it away.” He looked at me then—really looked. There was something hollow behind his eyes. Something that used to be sharp. Powerful. Now dulled by shame and consequence.

The vision tore itself from me like shattered glass, leaving my body trembling as though I had walked through fire and come out half-burned. The chamber blurred before my eyes, and only the sound of Damian’s voice anchored me, ragged and desperate as he caught me before I could collapse. His scent wrapped around me, grounding and dangerous all at once, but the shard was still there, pulsing inside my chest like a living wound. Its hunger whispered, clawing at the edges of my soul, but this time it wasn’t only my blood it reached for.

Liam shouted, “She’s breaking containment!” “Shut it down!” Kai yelled. Zane was already typing, his fingers flying over the panel. “It’s not responding!” The clone inside pressed her palm against the glass, her eyes locking on mine. “You built a world of liars, Lena. I’m just here to clean it.” The glass shattered. The force threw me backward. I hit the floor hard, air rushing from my lungs. Kai pulled me up instantly, shielding me as sparks rained down from the ceiling.

The personal assistant bowed down his head and walked out of his boss’ room. “What actually happened just now? Illogically and irrationally, the thick, strong and highly-qualified glass could just explode and shatter to pieces. Shit! Shit! It absolutely doesn’t make sense! Moreover, I also lost my golden opportunity to drag my Sumico Baby into my hot embrace!” Back into her personal working office, Sumico was also still shocked, breathless and scared within her great disbelief. “That glass window is superbly strong, thick and qualified. Why could it just explode like that and irrationally shatter into tiny countless pieces as if… as if… as if it’d just been bombarded with a kind of nuclear m

My cloud was broken when a strong, smooth voice commanded, "Stop!" My eyes flit open and my heart stutters. My God, did I mess up? London stares at the both of us, an unreadable expression on his face. I messed up, didn't I? "What's the matter?" Jackie sasses, a brow raised in his direction. "I don't need to hear anymore," he replied with a shrug, "You both made the cut." "That means?" I ask unsurely, narrowing my eyes. It means you're both in," he answered with a small smile, "Welcome to Crash Course Rebellion."

The question lingered in my mind: where did he even find the resources to throw such extravagant gatherings? Heading to the kitchen, I poured myself a glass of water, mustering the courage to confront Edward. Returning to the room, I hurled the water at him, breaking the glass as it shattered on the floor. "What the hell!" he exclaimed, his gaze locking onto me. "Are you sober now?" I demanded, discarding the glass with a resonating crash. The women looked at me in shock, their expressions betraying a mix of fear and disbelief. Perhaps I was on the brink of insanity dealing with this fool.

The last thing I saw, right after the sharp pain stabbed into the back of my neck, was the icy, emotionless face of my brother, Sean Lawson. When I regained consciousness, I found myself trapped inside a huge glass box. My hands and feet were bound so tightly that I could not move at all. "Sean, you know I have claustrophobia! Please let me out!" I kept screaming, my voice breaking as I begged. Sean did not even look at me. Instead, he gently wiped the tears from Wendy Roberts' eyes.

He was forcing the parasite to swallow the cold, dead reality of an empty city. There was no exit. No broadcast. No uplink. Just a long, cold dark. The transformer exploded with the sound of a thousand cracking icebergs. A shockwave rippled out, slamming Anji backward into the dark, crushing the breath out of him as the lights failed—not for a moment, but forever. In the final instant, he saw the singularity shrink. It didn't expand to engulf the city. It collapsed inward, a violent implosion of violet sparks that sucked into the shard, then faded into a pinpoint, and vanished.

Shatter! The glass pane of the abandoned hangars side office exploded inward as Marcus hurled his shoulder against the frame. The sound of shattering glass filled the air and sharp shards skipped across the oil-stained floor. He didn't wait for the dust to clear. He reached through the gap grabbed the manual iron deadbolt and twisted it with a loud snap. The sound echoed through the hangar.

AISHA The cold mud caked under my fingernails didn’t matter anymore. The rain pouring down on my shivering shoulders didn't matter either. Nothing mattered. Just an hour ago, I had crossed the pack border, thinking of nothing but survival. But then, reality crashed into me like a physical blow. Leo. Toby. My sweet, innocent little brothers. What was the point of running to save my own skin if I left them behind to face Mabel’s wrath? Mabel was a monster, and she knew they were my weakness.