The engine roared like a beast unleashed as I slammed the armored SUV straight toward the academy's glass front. No brakes. No warning. Just pure fury behind the wheel.
"Move or get flattened!" I shouted into the open comm, knowing the pack channels were blowing up.
The impact hit hard. Glass exploded outward in a storm of shards as the reinforced bumper smashed through the main doors. Alarms screamed but I did not care. Avery was inside, and those syndicate bastards had her cornered too long already.
I killed the engine halfway into the lobby, doors still hanging off hinges behind me. Students scattered, eyes wide, but a few pack faces I recognized pushed forward. "Damien? You came in hot," one junior called out, voice cracking with adrenaline.
"Damn right I did," I yelled back, jum
