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Theresa took everything.
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Everyst piece ofb equipment, desks, chairs, stools, even the trash cans from the research institute- she packed it all up and made it vanish.
Kyle had fully expected their moving operation to take hours. He was mentally and physically prepared to spend the entire afternoon hauling boxes and navigating staircases. But as he opened the doors to the first- floor rooms one by one, ready to start, he realized something shocking: everything was already gone.
Theresa stoodzily at the far end of the hallway, arms crossed, eyeing him like he was the slow one here.
“Just awakened this one recently,” she said casually. “From now on, I’ll handle moving the supplies myself.”
No more hiding the domain system from Kyle.
Last time, with that whole Quentin mess, her secrecy had backfired. Kyle had let his guard down, and she’d lost a full batch of carefully sorted supplies thanks to it. Lesson learned.
Theresa decided–Kyle had earned her trust. He was no longer just a subordinate; he was hers. She would tell him the truth.
She had a space–based ability.
No more restrictions. Next time they went scavenging, she didn’t want him hesitating or second–guessing because he didn’t know what she could do.
When Kyle heard her say it, his heart nearly skipped a beat.
A dual–ability user.
Theresa had water–based and space–based powers?!
That was… insane. Theresa was beyond incredible.
But what touched him the most wasn’t her abilities—it was that she told him. A space–based ability was one of the most private kinds, and she shared it like it was no big deal.
That kind of trust? It meant everything.
Warmth surged through Kyle’s chest like a rising tide. He made a silent vow right then and there to protect that trust with his life.
“Theresa, I swear I won’t tell a soul! he promised solemnly.
Theresa snorted, brushing her hair back with the flick of a wrist. “Why would I be worried about that? You’re mine. Who exactly would you go bbing to? Now go upstairs and open the next set of doors.”
Kyle blinked.
Did she just? She did.
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You’re mine.
She said it so naturally, like it was just a fact. And for Kyle? That was all the confirmation he’d ever need. Her trust in him was absolute, and now his loyalty surged to near–unbreakable levels.
“I’m on it!” he barked, already halfway up the stairs.
He flung doors open one after another, lining up anything worth keeping in tidy clusters to make it easier for Theresa to collect.
She hadn’t expected that revealing her secret would boost Kyle’s loyalty even more. People really were different. Some were born loyal, returning every ounce of kindness tenfold. Others… well, others were like Quentin.
A backstabbing mutt.
And if that b*stard ever ended up in her hands? He wouldn’t get
off
easy.
Under ten minutes. That’s how fast she and Kyle cleared the entire research building of supplies.
“All done,” Kyle reported, breathing hard but grinning. “We’ve got everything.”
“Good. Let’s move.”
They were just about to leave–mission perfectly executed–when Theresa heard it..
“Help us!”
“Please, someone help!”
A shlight beam cut through the dusk from the building across the street. Standing on the sixth floor, Theresa turned toward the light and saw them–dozens of people in white research coats crowded against a massive ss window, waving frantically.
Painted in massive red letters behind them: “SOS” and “HELP.”
They’d opened the window and were yelling with every ounce of breath they had.
And below? Zombies.
Drawn by the sound, they were already beginning to swarm the building. Groaning, wing, surging forward from all directions.
And then she saw him. Quentin.
He stood in the back of the crowd in a sleek ck coat, arms crossed like he had no care in the world. When he spotted her in the opposite building, he waved and shed that same smug grin he always wore.
Theresa’s jaw clenched. She could practically feel her blood pressure spike through the ss.
<i>Still </i><i>smiling</i><i>? </i><i>Still </i><i>smiling</i>?! <i>Wait </i><i>until </i><i>I </i><i>get </i><i>my </i><i>hands </i><i>on </i><i>you</i><i>, </i><i>you </i><i>smug </i><i>b</i><i>*</i><i>stard</i>.
She cupped her hands around her mouth and yelled, “You! Yeah, you people–grab him! Tie him up, and. I’ll save the rest of you!”
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It took seconds. All eyes turned on Quentin.
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Half a minuteter, he was pressed against the window, arms bound behind him. A stocky man from the- group stepped forward and shouted across the street, “We got him! He’s not going anywhere! But we’re trapped in here–how’re you getting us out?!”
He was right.
Their building was crawling with zombies, top to bottom. Windows on every level below and above were dark with the silhouettes of the undead, groaning and wing at the ss. There was no way <i>to </i>get in from the ground and climb all the way to the sixth floor–not without being torn to pieces.
There was only one option. Theresa’s mind snapped into overdrive. The zipline kit.
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