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Then—

It started.

In the distance, the first breach cracked through the night, followed by another… and another… the sound echoing across the city like thunder rolling in from every direction at once.

The omega raids had begun.

Chaos followed.

Shouting. Gunfire. The distant roar of doors being blown, commands barked over comms, the entire district waking up to violence all at once.

But Knox and I weren’t there.

We were going after Lena.

Just the two of us.

Our vehicle cut through the edge of Marco’s territory, dark and fast, no lights, no backup, and no margin for error.

In the distance, the echoes of the other raids followed us, a reminder that soon most of Marco's omegas would be in Arca custody. All of Knox and my careful planning had been leading to this.

But suddenly revenge didn't matter to me.

Not really.

Not compared to getting her back.

My grip tightened around my weapon as we approached the industrial sector. The quiet felt wrong, untouched by the chaos ripping through the rest of Marco's territory.

“She’s here,” I said, more certain now than I had been before.

Knox didn’t answer.

He didn’t need to.

We both felt it.

And we were coming.

Chapter 23: Lena

Darkness swallowed me as Luca bound a blindfold tightly around my face. I tried to use my shoulder to shimmy it down, to catch even a glimpse of where I was, but someone growled.

“Don’t do that,” Luca barked.

I heard his footsteps draw closer, then his hands were on me, tightening the blindfold until it cut into my cheeks.

His fingers lingered.

A shiver ran through me as he traced over the scars on my back. The ones he had left.

“My handiwork looks good on you,” he chuckled, his hot, rank breath brushing against my ear.

“Do you want to know a secret, omega?”

I didn’t respond, but he continued anyway.

“Marco beat the shit out of me for doing that to you,” he said, his voice rising, anger bleeding through his words. “Didn’t want anyone damaging you. Not like that. He was furious that I had left marks on your pretty skin. Told me I couldnever touch you again.”