Emily's chest heaved as she stood behind Alexander, her hands shaking. Her glowing eyes flickered, tiny sparks dancing across her fingertips.
Victor's soldiers formed a perfect circle around them, weapons aimed and ready. The hum of the helicopter blades above made the forest feel even more surreal, like they were trapped in a nightmare she couldn't wake from.
Victor's calm smile made her blood run cold.
"You always have a way of getting yourself into trouble, Emily," he said smoothly. "And yet… somehow, I find it… entertaining."
Alexander stepped forward, putting himself between her and Victor. "You're not taking her." His voice was sharp, controlled, and deadly.
Victor's eyes flicked toward him. "Ah, Alexander Carter. Always the hero. Always rushing in without thinking." He tilted his head slightly, scanning Daniel. "And you… Daniel, always two steps behind. I expected more from someone who claims to protect her."
