Elliana was confident. When Death Thorn and Blaze Wraith joined forces, what other reinforcements could possibly be necessary?
Completely unaware that he was about to face two living legends whose combined reputation had struck fear into the hearts of enemies across multiple continents, the man let out a satisfied laugh. “How admirable. You two certainly have courage, I’ll give you that. We’ll be waiting for your arrival.” His tone shifted dramatically, becoming cold and threatening as he delivered his final ultimatum. “Just remember—you have exactly thirty minutes to get here. If you’re even one minute late, you’ll get the privilege of watching Taylor take a flying leap off that cliff.”
The call ended abruptly with a sharp click.
Jason’s expression grew troubled, deep lines forming across his forehead. He knew exactly what Cole and Elliana were capable of—Blaze Wraith and Death Thorn, the kind of legends enemies whispered about in fear. Together, they were a storm no one could withstand.
But this time was different. Elliana carried new lives within her, four months along, and the thought of her setting foot in Beakcliff—an obvious trap, with Taylor strung up as bait—sent a chill through him. His chest tightened with dread, a gnawing certainty that the mission could spiral into disaster. Even though he had accepted long ago that he would have to bury his feelings for Elliana forever, all he truly wanted was for her to be always safe and happy. “Elliana’s expecting a child. A place like Beakcliff poses too many risks for her condition,” Jason said firmly, his voice tight with concern. “Cole, you should take her somewhere safe. Let me lead a tactical team to Beakcliff and handle Taylor’s rescue.” Follow current nov?ls on find~novel~net
Cole shot him a look. “Run away and hide like a coward? Absolutely not. I’m going to Beakcliff, and I’ll be the one to bring Taylor back.”
Cole’s expression softened slightly as he turned to face Elliana, his voice becoming gentle and pleading. “Listen to me, please,” he said quietly, taking her hands in his. “I’ll have a private jet take you back to Ublento immediately. Just stay safe at home and wait for my return, okay?”
A faint smile played at the corners of Elliana’s lips as she looked at him with affectionate amusement. “You already knew I would never agree to that plan, so why bother asking?”
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Of course, he had known she would refuse to be left behind. He knew her far too well to have expected any other response. He sighed in defeat and squeezed her fingers tighter.
At that moment, one of Jason’s men came running toward them with urgent information. “Mr. Evans, the operatives from the Serpent Society have started moving. They’re advancing on our position quickly, and our surveillance indicates they’re heavily armed for combat.”
The massive crowd of twenty thousand had long since scattered, and the remaining venue workers had retreated to their accommodations. With no innocent civilians in the area, the Serpent Society was finally launching its attack.
Elliana checked the time on her watch and said to Jason, “I had intended to handle the Serpent Society situation personally, but the Beakcliff crisis takes precedence. They’re your responsibility now.” She pulled out her phone and showed him a screenshot featuring two distinct faces. “Try to capture these two alive if at all possible. I want to interrogate them myself.” The image clearly showed Katrina and Jules.
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