When the hunted becomes the hunter, no one is safe.

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Lily’s POV

Alex steered the car into the hospital parking lot, but instead of easing toward a vacant spot, he slammed the brakes hard right at the curb. The sudden stop jolted me forward; pain sliced through my abdomen sharper than before, stealing my breath.

I scanned the area, expecting the wheelchair we’d requested to be waiting, but there was nothing. No wheelchairs. No aides. No one.

Alex cursed under his breath, his jaw tightening so visibly I could almost hear the crack. “Fuck,” he spat, yanking off his seatbelt in one swift motion. His hands trembled, part frustration,...