Chapter 170: Kellan and Allison stumbled through the dense forest, but the Mafias reinforcements were closing in much faster than they had anticipated.

Watch out! Kellans warning came just as a cold breeze rustled through the leaves, lifting Allisons dark hair.

He felt it too a prickling sensation of impending danger.

His pupils narrowed, and without thinking, he pulled her into his arms.

They hit the ground, rolling behind a massive tree just as bullets tore into the trunk, splintering the bark.

The thugs were closing the gap fast.

In the thick woods, only moonlight pierced through the canopy, casting silver slivers of light across the uneven path.

Bushes and tree branches created a maze of shifting shadows, concealing their movement.

The thugs now moved cautiously, their steps deliberate and measured, hesitant to rush in without being sure of their target.

Spread out.

Keep your eyes peeled.

Damon and Rugal have already been killed by them.

These two cant be far, a red-haired man ordered coldly.

Allison stilled, barely daring to breathe, feeling the solid strength of Kellans arm around her.

Footsteps crunched on the dry leaves, getting closer with each passing second.

The scent of the sea drifted through the cool air.

She whispered, her voice barely a breath, The coast isnt far.

Theres a boat.

stall long enough for the

point, they could see that several thugs had

were fanning out, leaving no

matter of minutes before they would

said firmly,

out

buy you

wait for

brow furrowed, but she wasnt the type to waste

do

about dying together had

path forward was through risk, and they both

him a tight nod and vanished into the trees,

shadows, not feeling abandoned, but

her Allison always delivered on her

bond, a trust born of

they knew they were in it

Kellan slowly stood.

loud enough to be heard in the

though not a shout,

footsteps rushed toward him from all

his expression remained composed,

betting it

a short man with fiery red hair paced impatiently, flicking ashes

tighter, clearly irritated by the

were useless, dead or

slip right through their

a bunch of

in agreement, adjusting

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