Chapter 67

Alex’s POV

My mind was consumed with worry as I frantically dialed Elera’s number for what felt like the hundredth time. Each unanswered call deepened the knot in my stomach, an ominous sign that something was terribly wrong. The echoes of her voice, full of fear and urgency, replayed in my mind as I desperately hoped for her safety.

As the minutes ticked by, a sense of dread settled over me like a heavy cloak. I needed answers, and I needed them now. I sought out Jax, my fellow agent and trusted friend, hoping he could provide some insight.

I found him in the bustling command center, surrounded by a flurry of activity and agents urgently coordinating their efforts. His face mirrored my concern, lines etched deep in his brow. Without a word, I approached him, my eyes silently pleading for information.

Jax’s gaze met mine, a mixture of sadness and determination flickering in his eyes. He took a deep breath before speaking, his voice laced with sorrow. “