Can’t Win Me Back

As night fell, fierce winds swept over the pitch-black skies, pressing down heavily on the endless sea.

The surging waves hinted at an impending storm, with all life rising and falling as though it could be consumed, crushed, and destroyed at any moment.

Waves crashed against the beach on Rose Island.

Alyssa didn't have time to change out of her fiery red dress before scrambling into the helicopter parked on the shore.

Though she had regained some energy, her body remained weak.

But she knew she couldn't afford to hesitate.

Jameson hadn't come with her next tranquilizer shot tonight.

This was her one chance to escape! The memory of flying a helicopter was faint, buried in the past, but she had to try.

She had to fight with everything she had, even if it meant death.

Alyssa slipped into the cockpit, her breath caught in her throat.

The red dress she wore was soaked in cold sweat.

She checked the fuel gauge, started the ignition, and the helicopter's blades began to rotate.

"Alyssa Taylor, you will leave this place.

Hang in there...

clenching her teeth as she gripped the control

Jameson, pale-faced, screamed her name as

gaze locked onto him, cold and

reddened eyes burned with a hatred deeper than the stormy

lifted off the ground, three shots rang out behind

helicopter drowned out the gunfire, but a bullet whizzed past Alyssa's

widened in

"No! Stop!" he yelled.

shootout on the Luminara battlefield flooded back, sending her heart racing and her

tightened her grip on the control

followed, cold and ruthless, as if they

the bullets

struck the

lights blinked furiously

it! Asshole!" Alyssa cursed, pounding on the windows

a stop,

the sound

was as if the waves were mocking her at her failed escape

over, drained

he glared furiously at Remy,

could have died if his aim had been off? Remy walked to the cockpit door and

doll, her eyes