“Mila!”

Her name tore through the chaos like a blade.

Her head snapped up, her pulse surging so violently she thought her ribs would split. It wasn’t a hallucination. It wasn’t her hope playing tricks on her. It was him.

Liam.

Gunfire rattled outside the door, each burst echoing like thunder in the confined space. The men around her scrambled, dragging rifles from crates and barking orders at each other. The scarred man’s composure cracked, rage twisting his features.

“Hold the ...