Chapter 199

War POV

Fuck.

Logan is clawing at the walls again.

“Kill him!”

His voice bounces around my skull like a ricochet, desperate and feral.

“You’ve already done enough damage for a lifetime, you selfish, psychotic fuck,” I mutter under my breath. “Stay in your cage, or you’re gonna get both of us killed. And if that happens—who the fuck’s left to protect her?”

He quiets. But I feel him.

Gnawing at the edges.

Foaming at the mouth.

Watching through my eyes as Alyssa kneels a few feet away, trembling—her eyes squeezed shut, like that’ll block out the nightmare closing in. Every silent sob she swallows wraps another wire around the control I’m barely holding onto.

Mine.

His.

Both of ours, if I’m honest.

But I’m the only one who knows how to survive this while keeping Alyssa safe.

So Logan can scream all he wants in the back of my head—he’s not getting out.

And Silas?

This shriveled, smug sa