"Get the kids to safety! Now!"
Jared's voice was a low roar that cut through the chaos like a blade. The sirens screamed overhead as the red emergency lights spun across the walls, painting the room in blood. Georgia bolted from the security desk, heart pounding like a war drum in her chest.
Damien's voice came through the radio, panicked but sharp. "They breached the west wall. Two units down. They're fast and coordinated. We suspect inside help."
"Where are they headed?"
"Straight for the inner quarters. Toward the family wing."
Georgia froze. "Keira."
Jared's eyes met hers, and in that split second, they didn't need words. They ran.
The hallway was a war zone. Guards clashed with masked intruders. Smoke curled through the air. Bullets. Claws. Screams. The stench o
