Isabella's POV
The forest stretched endlessly before us, its dense shadows swallowing the last rays of sunlight. Each step felt heavier than the last as the chill seeped into my bones. Alex led the way, his shoulders tense and his head turning at every sound. I couldn’t blame him; the enemy was everywhere, their presence a suffocating weight on all of us.
Derek's words hung in the air like an accusation. "We need another plan. We can’t keep running like this."
I glanced at Oracle, who walked slightly ahead of me. She was silent, her face set in grim determination. Her refusal to respond to Derek only added to the tension between us.
“What’s the point of a bunker if Monalisa knows we’re coming?” I muttered, breaking the silence. My voice sounded louder than I intended in the oppressive
