Isabella — Running Toward the Fire
The wind howled through the valley, tearing at Isabella's soaked jacket as she fought her way up the rocky slope. Each breath burned. Each step sent pain shooting through her body, but she refused to stop. Liam's hand clamped around her wrist, pulling her forward through the chaos.
Ahead, lightning flashed illuminating the compound like a scar across the dark mountainside. Metal fences. Watchtowers. Armed men moving in shadows. Somewhere inside that fortress was Sebastian.
Her Sebastian.
"Two minutes till patrol shift!" Liam hissed. He crouched beside a moss-covered rock, scanning the perimeter through his scope. "We move when the floodlights cycle."
Isabella nodded, clutching the small transmitter tight in her fist. It wasn't just a piece of tech it was her lifeline, still linked to Sebastian's emergency tracker. The faint blinking light on its screen pulsed like a heartbeat.
"He's still alive," she whispered.
