Amy
Amy’s heart was pounding so hard she could feel it in her throat. The sound of Queen’s heels clicking against the marble floor echoed like gunshots in the long corridor. Kael was close behind, his long strides eating up the distance, his eyes sharp and unrelenting. Amy ran beside him, trying to keep pace, adrenaline fueling every step.
“Stop! Queen!” Amy shouted, her voice cracking. “Give me the baby!”
Queen glanced back over her shoulder, a cruel smirk twisting her lips. “Or what?” she called mockingly, clutching the bundle to her chest. The baby’s small cries were muffled but urgent. “Do you want him to cry all night while you chase me?”
Amy’s stomach dropped at the sound. She forced herself to keep running, lunging forward. “Kael, we can’t let her—she has Cassandra’s baby!”
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