The bunker collapsed behind them as Adrian and Mei Lin sprinted through the tunnels, the hum a roaring tide in their blood. They emerged into the night, gasping, the city's lights a distant promise of safety.
Mei Lin leaned against a wall, catching her breath. "That was too close."
Adrian nodded, his hand still in hers. "We're not done yet."
She looked at him, her eyes fierce. "I know. But we're stronger together."
He squeezed her hand, his voice soft. "I know."
They found a safehouse—a tiny apartment tucked above a noodle shop. Inside, the hum quieted, giving them a moment to breathe. Mei Lin flopped onto a couch, her knife on the table. "So, your mom's marriage plans. You gonna tell Lydia you're taken?"
He raised an eyebrow, sitting beside her. "Taken?"
She grinned, leaning closer. "Don't play dumb, Li. You're stuck with me."
His smile was slow, dangerous. "Good."
The hum pulsed, warm and soft, and Mei Lin's breath caught as he leaned in, their faces inches apart. The moment stretched, charged with possibility, until his phone buzzed, shattering it.
It was Vivian. "The Order's moving. They're activating every Lupus site. You've got hours, not days."
Mei Lin's grin faded. "Then we end this."
Adrian nodded, his hand lingering on hers. "Together always."