The Unshackled Queen: Never Say Never

Leviathan? Brysons voice was low, steadying his nerves, though the shock still edged his words.

That name, long buried in memory, had resurfaced, now standing before them in flesh and blood.

Oh, Bryson, I havent forgotten you! a soft laugh came from beneath the mask, laced with mockery.

But youre mistaken.

Im not who youre after.

What do you want? Hannah demanded, stepping forward, her eyes locked fearlessly on the figure in the shadows.

Whatever your game is, youre not getting away tonight! I have no intention of running, the masked man retorted, his voice sharpening.

You, me, were all mere pawns.

And now, Hannah, its time for a new game.

Whats your scheme? Bryson asked icily, his stare boring into the mans mask as though trying to glimpse the truth beneath. Its simple, the masked figure replied and paused briefly, his tone betraying an unsettling eagerness.

If you win, I let you live.

Lose, and you all die.

Hannah smirked, her resolve unwavering.

Youre overconfident.

Overconfident? Or perhaps just in control, he replied, his smile widening beneath the mask.

Soon enough, youll realize not everything is as it seems.

Bryson and Hannah exchanged a glance, the mutual trust between them evident.

They both knew that together, no matter the challenge, they could overcome anything.

We wont be your pawns, Bryson said firmly.

Forget it.

Not a smart move, the masked man smiled thinly, irritation flashing in his eyes.

Since you wont cooperate, maybe a little demonstration will change your mind.

Before his words faded, distant flames burst from the forest, followed by the sound of explosions! Lyons Manor had clearly been attacked! Lyons Manor! Hannahs expression shifted.

We need to get back, somethings happening! The game has begun, whether youre ready or not! the masked man said, his voice cutting through the night, resolute and unyielding.

Just as Hannah and Bryson turned to leave, red laser sights appeared in the trees, targeting the group.

Move, and none of you will make it out alive! the masked man warned, Hannah froze, glaring at him.

You led us here intentionally? Sharp as always.

the man with the rabbit mask smiled. He stepped forward, holding up a syringe.

But now, its too late.

Brysons expression darkened as he noticed the syringe.

Come for me if you have the nerve! For you? the man in the rabbit mask replied mockingly.

I dont think so.

My orders are clear-Miss Moore doesnt leave here tonight.noveldrama

He approached Hannah, syringe in hand.

Youd better cooperate.

If you resist, I cant guarantee Mr.

Mitchells safety.