Thane’s POV“Stop right there! Who are you?” the man roared, his voice Sounding loud through the bright lit street like thunder.Dylan and I froze instantly. His broad shoulders towered over us, with his eyes blazing with authority. He clutched a thick file in his hand, the same file is full of my photos, my operations, and every piece of my history carefully documented. Whoever he was, he knew exactly who I was, and that made him more dangerous than any enemy I had faced.The street around the St. Luis Hotel was no longer empty. Crowds were from every corner. Within seconds, armed men poured in, rifles cocked, boots marching loud against the pavement. Dylan’s breathing quickened. My own hands tightened into fists, but I knew this isn't something we can walk away with.“Thane,” Dylan whispered, his voice shaking, “they know who we are. What do we do?”“Stay calm,” I muttered, keeping my eyes on the man.The broad-shouldered Man stepped closer, his glare never leaving mine. “General Ka

Thane’s POVAfter Shawn left, I sat back on the wooden chair. I was too tired to do anything. My body felt really heavy, and my head was hurting me hard from all the stress, travelling from Georgia City back to Campbell City had drained me completely.I had not heard Dylan’s voice for a while, and that worried me even more. I turned my head toward the other cell and shouted:“Dylan! Hey, are you awake?”But all I heard was silence.I tried again. “Dylan!”No answer. Only the faint sound of his snoring told me he was deep in sleep. Maybe that was better for him. Sleep was an escape, but for me, hunger and exhaustion dragged me down harder than the chains around my wrists.The officers guarding our cells walked past without even looking at us. They didn’t bring food. They didn’t bring water. Not even pity. That hurt me the most. We were no longer generals or soldiers to them. Right now, it seemed we were nothing but trash.I laid down flat on the chair close to my cell. My stomach growl

Thane POVFor a moment all I could think was that this couldn’t be real. I shoved at the men around me, trying to reach her, but the guards held me back. Damon, one of the junior officers, was shouting something about treason.Viktor’s face was an ugly mask of triumph. Damien stood frozen, as if he hadn’t expected the leap from threat to action.They had all seen their plan work perfectly.President Mark remained standing, unmoved and without regret.He’d given the order; he didn’t accept the consequences and showed no remorse.The council erupted into accusations and denials. Some officers called for immediate arrests. Others scrambled for medics.The medical team pushed through the crowd and hurried toward where Shawn lay.Thank heavens Shawn wasn’t dead, she’d dodged the bullet aimed straight at her. The sound of the shot had blasted close enough to shock her into collapse.The bullet found someone else: Nadia, one of those who hated Shawn. I felt a strange relief to see Shawn unto

Thane’s POVThis wasn’t right, and this wasn’t safe. This was doom knocking right at my door.And she was the person I wanted to drag into it. I barely knew more about her.I stood for a few seconds, staring at her as if she was an illusion, or probably fake. She shouldn’t have been here. She had no idea what kind of danger she had gotten herself into.Her lips parted for a while, and her eyes locked onto mine. I sensed a feeling of relief and hurt from her.“Thane,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “It’s really you.”I tried to ignore it, but I couldn’t.“Theresa, what are you doing here?” My voice was sharper than I intended, but I felt fear laced in every word.“I came for you,” she said, stepping closer, her heels clicking against the dirty barracks floor.She didn’t seem to notice the stares of the lower-ranked soldiers crowding around, or maybe she didn’t care.“You think I’d sit back and watch while the world reports you dead, captured, or disgraced? You think I’d just sit a

Thane’s POVI was stunned. For a moment, I couldn’t even believe what I was seeing. Theresa had just slapped Viktor three times so hard, without a hint of hesitation or guilt. She didn’t care that the act alone could ruin her or that she had just made my situation worse than it already was.Why would she do something so reckless? Why now, when everything was already tense? My mind spun as I watched the chaos unfold.“Well, well…” Damien’s voice cut through the silence, mocking and filled with venom. He chuckled darkly, that evil kind of laughter that made your skin crawl. “So you’re the whore everyone’s been talking about, the one Thane brought here to defend him, right?”His tone shifted from mockery to fury. “I can see how stupid both of you are.”But Theresa wasn’t one to cower. Instead of staying quiet, she turned toward Damien, her face blazing with anger. Then, to my disbelief, she raised her hand and slapped him too twice, and even harder than she had Viktor.The sound was l