DAMIEN
I march toward my bike, anger rolling through me with every step. The fuel warning light flashes. Of course it does. I don’t slow down.
“Everyone head north,” I say sharply. “When we hit Woodbridge, I need gas. We don’t linger. We leave fast. Stay close. Stay in sync. If the cops show, don’t let them stop you.”
Helmets come down one by one. Engines rumble. I flip my visor open and breathe out hard.
Kellan pulls up beside me. “Rylan won’t back down. You know that. How far are you ready to take this?”
“As far as it has to go,” I answer. “This can spiral fast. He’s unstable. You know it. I know it. And our father doesn’t want either of us on the throne, so the fight itself means nothing. There’s no prize. We wait. He burns out. He dies. That’s the only end.”
Nova tilts her head,
