WorldNovelChapter 174: Carlos was overwhelmed by the sudden turn of events.
Instinctively, he stumbled back, fear gripping him as everything unraveled.
Orders were forgotten; survival was all that mattered.
In blind panic, the men scattered, shouting, Run! Shes reckless enough to take us all down with her! Even Chris, driven by sheer instinct, bolted without a clear sense of direction, his steps frantic and aimless.
No one could have predicted Allisons actions.
Her calm exterior shattered, revealing a boldness that bordered on madness, especially with the explosives now in play explosives powerful enough to kill them all.
In the split second the explosives were hurled, Kellan seized a narrow window to escape.
No longer held at gunpoint, he thrust an elbow backward and, amid the chaos, staggered a few steps forward.
Allisons hand latched onto his.
Hold on! she commanded, and just as the explosion erupted, they both dove into the icy water.
It all happened in a blur.
The pier trembled as the explosions shockwaves tore through the air.
Allison and Kellan disappeared beneath the waters surface, the freezing depths shielding them from the full force of the blast.
The icy water cut through their skin like knives, yet Kellan could still feel the warmth of Allisons hand gripping his.
Somehow, that touch dispelled the bone-deep cold.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtUnderwater, Kellan caught a glimpse of Allisons dark, flowing hair and her sharp, dangerous eyes serene, yet brimming with unspoken intensity.
His heart pounded, each beat echoing the violent explosions above, as if it too might burst from his chest.
The surface of the water reflected the flames in eerie contrast, where the glowing inferno clashed with the depths of icy blue.
It was strangely beautiful.
Under the moonlight, Allison emerged from the water like a siren, her wet hair clinging to her face, her presence both deadly and captivating.
When Kellan met her gaze, something inside him shifted.
She hauled him up onto the pier.
Are you alright? she asked, extending a hand to him once more.
His injuries stung in the salty seawater, but he managed to rasp, Just a scratch.
Ill live.
He grasped her hand, and as their fingers entwined, she pulled him ashore.
Breathing heavily, Kellan looked at her and asked, Allison... arent you afraid of dying? He had never addressed her by her first nbefore.
Something about this moment, about her, made the formalities feel wrong.
Though Kellan often maintained a composed and reserved demeanor, he harbored a secret thirst for danger.
But tonight, he realized Allison made his heart race in a way nothing else ever had.
There was something in her a madness beneath the surface that gave him a sense of unease.
The events of the night haunted him.
If he hadnt taken those crucial steps forward, or if they had jumped a second later, theyd have perished along with the others.
Why should I be afraid? Allison asked, tucking a wet strand of hair behind her ear, her tone as calm as ever.
We won, didnt we? She wasnt one to be easily hunted.
Avoiding death had becsecond nature to her.
Life in Ontdale, despite its tedious annoyances, was peaceful compared to this.
But while she liked that ordinary life, she wasnt tied to it.
There was a vast difference between liking something and being bound by it.
Deep down, she was a killer a woman who had spilled blood without hesitation.
She never bowed to fear or coercion.
She didnt belong in Ontdale, not really.
Besides, she added, her voice steady and unyielding, only those who take risks and succeed can afford to talk like this.
Fear, hesitation thats what gets you killed.
If you hesitate, youll end up like the others.
Blown to bits.
A faint smile curled her lips, cold and detached.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNo one born yet has been able to makeafraid.
Kellans throat tightened.
Ms.
Clarke, you won.
Mr.
Lloyd, we won, she corrected, her eyes gleaming with a strange mixture of satisfaction and challenge.
In that moment, Kellans heart thundered in his chest.
He saw the inferno still raging at the pier reflected in her dark, piercing eyes.
The scene burned itself into his memory, one that would haunt him for a lifetime.
In the past, he had always seen Allison as distant and inscrutable as hshe stood apart from though she the world, observing everything from a cool, detached perspective. It fascinated him, made him want to unravel her mysteries.
But tonight, something had changed.
This life-and-death ordeal had shown him a different side of Allison.
In the heat of danger, she becsomeone else entirely calm, powerful, untouchable.
There was a wildness in her that terrified him.
Her blood seemed to hum with chaos, and it stirred something primal inside him.
He realized, with a mixture of awe and trepidation, that he had onlym glimpsed a fraction of who she truly was.
And yet, in this brief glimpse, Allison had somehow touched something deep within him, awakening feelings he wasnt ready to confront.
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