Page 23 of Scars of Fate

Her mother had fallen after the latest explosion.

Without thinking, I ran.

“Wynn!”

Lucas shouted my name.

I ignored him.

The frightened woman struggled to stand while shielding her daughter.

I reached them just as another burst of gunfire tore through the wall overhead.

Concrete rained around us.

Lucas reached me seconds later.

One powerful arm wrapped around my waist.

The other scooped up the little girl.

“What are you doing?”

“Helping them!”

“So am I!”

“You can’t save everyone!”

I looked up into those familiar silver eyes, blazing with frustration.

“You’ve spent your entire life trying.”

Everything stopped.

Because we both knew it was true.

Lucas had never been able to walk away from someone who needed him.

Neither had I.

Maybe that had always been our problem.

Or maybe it had always been the reason we belonged together.

Adam reached us a second later.

“We’re out of time! The trucks are here!”

Outside, engines roared.

The militia wasn’t retreating.

They were bringing reinforcements.

Adam looked at every member of the Brave.

“New plan. We fight our way out.”