Chapter 891 The Switch Worked

• "Target spotted!" The hunters closed in, relentless. Seraphina darted through the chaos like prey with nowhere to hide, wounded and desperate, her every move a scramble for survival. "She’s injured! Don’t let her slip away!"
• The path ahead cut off abruptly—she had run straight into a dead end. From the roar of the helicopter above, Jason bore witness, his stare like a storm front. Anger churned through him so violently it felt as though fire had replaced his very blood. "Arm the guns. Cut them down," he ordered, his voice like steel.
• "Hold fire." His gaze sharpened, catching the brief flick of her hand, a deliberate gesture that froze him mid-command. Reckless girl. What could drive her to gamble her life so brazenly? He couldn’t rein her in, not now. All he could do was shadow her gamble—covering her, shielding her, keeping her alive no matter what game she was playing.