2025-09-09 00:12:28The knock came again, three sharp raps that rattled the frame, Selene pressed her back against the wall, her breath shallow, every instinct screaming not to answer.
Her eyes darted to the phone on the nightstand, but even if she called someone, who could she trust? Her family, who had already condemned her? Adrian, who had pushed her away?, And Damon Locke was on the other side of her door.
“Selene,” his voice floated through, smooth as velvet, low as a whisper meant only for her. “I know you’re awake.”
Her chest tightened. She bit her lip, staying silent.
“You should let me in,” Damon coaxed. “The world outside is cruel. Cameras, whispers, betrayal in every corner. But I… I can make it softer. Safer.”
Her hand hovered over the deadbolt. Something magnetic in his tone tugged at her even as every nerve screamed to run. She hated herself for how it made her hesitate.
Another knock, slower this time, deliberate. “Or do you want me to come back when you’re not alone?”
Selene’s blood, turned to ice. He knew. He knew she was here, standing, listening, trembling.
“Go away!” she snapped, her voice breaking.
The silence that followed was worse than his words.
Then, finally, a chuckle. “Brave. I like that. We’ll talk soon, Selene. One way or another.”
Footsteps retreated.
Selene collapsed against the wall, her legs weak.
The next morning, the world outside her apartment looked unchanged, sunlight spilled over sidewalks, strangers hurried past, the city alive in its usual chaos. But Selene felt it in her bones: something had shifted.
She carried Damon’s voice in her ears, his presence at her door still crawling beneath her skin.
She needed answers, And there was only one person who could give them to her.
Military headquarters loomed colder than before, its glass façade reflecting the gray sky. Selene walked in with her head high, though inside she was unraveling.
Adrian was waiting.
He stood near the window of the briefing room, sunlight cutting sharp lines across his profile. His uniform was crisp, his expression unreadable, but the tension in his posture betrayed him.
“You shouldn’t have come back,” he said without turning.
Selene ignored the sting. “He came to my door.”, Adrian turned then, his eyes narrowing. “Damon?”
She nodded.
His jaw clenched. The air between them snapped taut.
“Did he touch you?”
“No,” Selene said quickly. “But he knows where I live. He knows I was alone. He…” Her voice faltered. “He isn’t going to stop.”
Adrian’s silence was heavy, dangerous.
Finally, he spoke, his tone like steel. “Then I won’t either.”
The briefing that followed was a blur of maps, photographs, and coded reports. Selene tried to follow, but most of it was beyond her grasp, networks, infiltration, threats that sprawled wider than she had imagined.
What she did understand was this: Damon Locke wasn’t just a playboy with too much money. He was tied to something larger. Something ruthless.
When the others filed out, Adrian lingered.
“You need to move out of that apartment,” he said. “It’s not safe.”
Selene crossed her arms, bristling at the command in his voice. “And where exactly am I supposed to go?”
His gaze didn’t waver. “With me.”
Her breath caught. “That’s not an option.”
“It isn’t a request,” he said coldly.
Selene’s anger flared. “You can’t just drag me back into your life because it’s convenient. You didn’t fight for me when I needed you. You don’t get to fight for me now.”
His expression flickered, pain, regret, something deeper, before hardening again. “This isn’t about us, Selene. It’s about keeping you alive.”
Her chest ached. She hated him for his silence, for the walls he built between them, for the way he still commanded her heart even when she wanted to despise him.
But she hated Damon Locke more, And deep down, she knew Adrian was right.
That night, Selene packed her things. The knock on her door still haunted her, Damon’s smile burned into her memory.
She followed Adrian’s car in silence, the city lights blurring past, her world collapsing into something unrecognizable.
When they finally pulled into his gated estate, relief loosened her chest, until she stepped out of the car.
The front door was already ajar.
Adrian froze. His hand went instinctively to the weapon at his side, And from inside the house came a single sound, A woman’s laugh, Low, Familiar, Dangerous.
Selene’s blood ran cold, Vivienne Hale was waiting inside.
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CHAPTER NINETY: THE BLACK FIELD
There was no waking, only remembering. Vivienne’s eyes opened to a sky that wasn’t a sky, a black expanse textured like oil, rippling with veins of light that pulsed to the rhythm of her heartbeat.The air shimmered around her in slow motion, thick with the scent of ozone and something faintly metallic.The ground beneath her was translucent, a mirror of glass suspended over an abyss. Beneath it, faces shifted like trapped stars, flaring briefly before vanishing again. Some she recognized. Most she didn’t. All of them whispered.Welcome back, You’re late. You shouldn’t have followed him.Her throat burned when she tried to speak. “Adrian”The sound cracked the air literally. A thin fissure of white lightning streaked outward from her mouth, racing into the distance until it was swallowed by the dark, and then, somewhere within the black horizon, a pulse. Slow, familiar.She turned toward it, her pulse syncing to its rhythm, the same rhythm she’d once traced against his wrist in the si
CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE: THE ECHO FIELD
She was falling. Not through air, not through space through thought. Every breath tore another layer off her mind, until even the sound of her own heartbeat seemed borrowed. When she hit the ground, there was no pain. Only silence. Vivienne opened her eyes.The world around her was a simulation of memory, too perfect, too symmetrical. The sky above was a shade of impossible blue, unmoving. The grass bowed in the same direction, over and over, like a looped film reel, and in the middle of it all stood him.Adrian Kane. He looked whole. Unscarred. His uniform immaculate, medals gleaming. The wind moved through his hair as if obeying him. When he turned, his smile was slow, gentle, heartbreakingly familiar.“You made it,” he said.Her throat tightened. “Adrian?”He stepped closer, and every instinct in her body screamed no. There was something too steady about the way he moved. No hesitation, no fatigue, none of the subtle human flaws that had always given him away.“You don’t belong her
CHAPTER EIGHTY-EIGHT: FRACTURE POINT
The sky was coming apart, not with thunder or flame, but with silence. A soundless rupture split across the horizon, peeling the night like old paint. Beneath it, the city glowed in unnatural stillness, every window reflecting a gold shimmer that wasn’t light but memory.The Eye’s pulse faint, failing bled across the skyline in long, stuttering waves.Vivienne Hale stood on the cracked observation deck of the command outpost, wind whipping her hair into her eyes, headset sparking with static. The air tasted like electricity and fear.“Adrian” she rasped into the comm. “Respond. Please.”Only static answered. A low, intermittent hiss that broke once into the faintest human echo before collapsing again.She closed her eyes, grounding herself against the railing. Her heartbeat thundered in her throat.He’d gone back in, of course he had.She’d watched his signal vanish into the Eye’s dying field, his vitals fragmenting into unreadable patterns. Command had ordered her to shut the system
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