Nikolas's breathing was heavy, each inhale laced with the sting of cold night air as he pressed forward, Eliza close by his side.
The forest around them was a labyrinth of shadows, every tree and bush a potential hiding place for their pursuers. But they couldn't stop. They couldn't afford to slow down, not with Vaughn's life hanging in the balance.
Nikolas glanced back at Eliza, her face pale and drawn, but her eyes were sharp with.
Despite the terror that had gripped them both, there was a fierce resolve in her that he admired. She wasn't just surviving.. she was fighting, and she wasn't going to give up.
"We're close," Nikolas muttered, his voice low and rough. The hospital was less than a mile away now, hidden deep within the cover of the trees. It was their only chance, their last hope of saving Vaughn.
But getting there without being detected was another matter entirely.
