Jolie POV

I wake to voices in the main room. For a moment, I'm disoriented—the cabin is dark, Ryder's arm heavy across my waist, my phone showing 2:47 AM. Then memory crashes back. The escape, Celeste's video, the threat of breeding programs and torture weapons.

I slip out of bed carefully, not wanting to wake Ryder. He needs rest too, even if his alpha instincts want him awake and planning.

The main room is bright with laptop screens and tactical maps. Luna, Phoenix, Gio, and Doc huddle ...