Jasper's jaw was clenched tight as he sprinted forward, the sharp branches of the path leaving angry scratches on his face.

The pain barely registered as he pushed on.

His legs were numb from the relentless pace, but he continued, sustained only by his determination to rescue Alyssa.

His legs trembled under him when he finally reached the manor, and he stumbled slightly against the biting cold wind.

Had it been someone else, they would have crumbled and been unable to stand up again.

No one was keeping watch outside the manor.

It was eerily quiet.

Jasper took a steadying breath, his grip tightening on his gun.

Each step on the white rock tiles felt heavy as he approached the door.

With a calm yet wary demeanor, he pushed it open and entered.

The luxurious living room was empty.

Even so, Jasper's heart raced, sensing an unseen danger.

He was as focused and tense as a volcano poised to erupt.

honed by experience and training, told him

glint caught his eye—a telescopic

that dropped the

and Jasper dove for cover, narrowly avoiding the bullets that hit

protection, he moved swiftly, taking

the once-empty space was

sweat, Jasper reloaded his

the silence, filled with

heart sank, his eyes widening

cold wave of

"Jasper...

Save me...

to save me!" Each of Alyssa's broken, sorrowful cries stabbed at his heart, slicing

heartache and anxiety caused a sharp headache and made his vision go

thrown into disarray by that

moment, a shot rang out, piercing his

the wound, and the intense pain made his face

He almost stumbled.

on his left shoulder from rescuing Alyssa on Shelland Island, and

had no time

quick shots in

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