Three days had passed since Lilith's midnight visit.
Three days of heightened security, of restless nights, of jumping at every shadow. The camp had transformed into a fortress—guards posted at every entrance, patrols circling constantly, warning systems activated. No one slept well. No one felt safe.
But through it all, the new hybrids began to heal.
Rina stayed close to Lena, following her everywhere like a small, frightened shadow. Her brother Dorn was quieter, more withdrawn, but Lena caught him watching the other hybrids with longing in his eyes. And Sera—the oldest of the three—had thrown herself into helping with camp duties, as if staying busy could keep the nightmares at bay.
"They're doing well," Mira observed. She'd taken on the role of big sister to the newcomers, showing t
