September 3, 2026

“Step back—this soldier is under my care!” she shouted in the ER, sparking a tense confrontation no one anticipated, as loyalties were tested and a shocking truth unfolded in the middle of the chaotic emergency room.

In recovery, Adrian lay swaddled in bandages and lines, oxygen hissing softly, skin the pale of someone who has danced too close to the edge, and when his eyes fluttered open they moved first to the shape at the foot of the bed, recognition cutting through anesthesia like a flare.

“You stayed,” he rasped, and Titan pressed his muzzle into Adrian’s chest in silent reply.

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