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Lucas’s heart sank. Without hesitation, he dove beneath the surface and began frantically searching the water.

Finally, several feet down, he spotted Sloane. She was unconscious, her body drifting slowly downward with the current. Lucas lunged forward, grabbing her wrist and pulling her toward the surface with all his strength.

“Cough, cough…” Lucas burst through the water, gasping for air, one arm wrapped tightly around Sloane as he swam desperately toward the shore. The current was fast and unforgiving, but Lucas pushed himself to the limit, dragging Sloane up onto solid ground at last.

“Sloane! Wake up!” He dropped to his knees beside her, gently patting her cheeks, urgency thick in his voice. But Sloane’s eyes remained shut. Her face was pale, her breathing shallow, she was clearly unconscious.

Lucas quickly checked her condition. There was a scrape on her forehead, and the wound on her arm had turned ghostly white from the cold river water. His chest tightened.

He had to treat her injuries immediately, any delay could make things worse.

Without wasting a second, he tore a strip from his shirt and rebandaged her wound. Then he lifted her onto his back and started into the depths of the forest.

of the cliff and were searching for any sign of them. He needed to find shelter fast, somewhere safe to tend to Sloane’s injuries -and figure out

breathing more faint. The pain

hidden cave tucked

first, checking every corner. Only after confirming it

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on the dry ground,

the river–made Lucas’s expression darken. The bullet was still inside. If he didn’t remove it soon, infection would spread rapidly,

training with Andrew’s team, he’d learned how to remove a bullet.

properties and rushed back, heart pounding with relief when he

pack and held it over the fire to sterilize

flowed down Sloane’s arm as Lucas worked; sweat beaded on his forehead. Every motion was painstakingly careful, he couldn’t

he spotted the bullet

time he adjusted his grip,