The rain followed us home.
It drummed against the truck roof the entire drive, steady and relentless, as if the storm had decided it wasn't finished with us yet.
No one spoke.
Maya slept between Lucien and me, curled beneath his jacket. Kade drove with both hands on the wheel, his gaze flicking to the mirrors every few seconds.
Watching.
Waiting.
Expecting trouble.
After everything we'd been through, none of us knew how to stop.
Ledger was gone.
Vance was dead.
The facility was ash.
So why did it feel like we'd left something behind?
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By the time we reached the house, Maya was barely awake.
"You came back," she mumbled as Kade lifted her from the truck.
I brushed damp hair from her forehead.
"Always."
She smiled weakly before drifting off again.
Kade carried her upstai
