Chapter 117 - the unbreakable queen
Inside the gas-filled bunker, Michael Jr. frantically searched for his wife and daughter. His vision blurred, and his chest tightened agonizingly, but his fierce love drove him forward.
He found them in the corner. Chloe had utilized her brilliant medical training perfectly. She had soaked heavy wool blankets in water, creating makeshift, highly effective respiratory filters for herself and little Lily, pressing them tightly over their faces.
They were coughing, but they were conscious and alive. Chloe's resilience had bought them the crucial minutes they needed.
Michael Jr. scooped Lily into his arms and grabbed Chloe’s hand, dragging them out of the bunker and up the stairs into the fresh, rain-swept air of the estate's garden. They collapsed onto the wet grass, gasping for oxygen.
"I've got you," Michael Jr. whispered fiercely, holding them tightly to his chest as tears of profound relief mixed with the rain on his face. "You're safe."
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Noah stood over them, his dark eyes watching the treeline. The immediate threat was over, but the war had just escalated to an entirely new, apocalyptic level. Specter had tried to murder a child. The Carter family was about to unleash absolute, unadulterated hell.
👉 read part 118 to see the retaliation.
