The Divorced Military Queen Awakens (by Sadie Baxter) novel Chapter 475

Chapter 475 Point Of No Return

Chapter 475 Point Of No Return

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“Quinn, listen to me. I have been living on borrowed time from the start. Trading your life for mine is not worth it, and even if the swap succeeded, do you truly believe Rowan and I could be happy? Thank you, Quinn–for everything.”

Quinn froze. Terror still trembled across Lena’s features, yet the fragile woman forced herself to shout the words as though courage alone might nail them into the air.

Lena’s gaze drifted to Rowan. She had once mistaken him for a vagabond with no roof to claim. Five years of shared nights had proven how wrong she was.

It was this man who, after the loss of her own family, taught her what family could feel like. It was this man who laced her dim world with memories bright enough to rival sunrise. The last thing she wanted was to weigh him down.

“Rowan, I’m sorry I can’t stay longer. You have already given me more than enough.

Remember the promise you made–that if I died, you would keep living and live well. It’s only a few months earlier than we expected.”

Each syllable hung in the air like the fragile ink of a handwritten will, already beginning to fade.

“Stop–Lena, please stop talking. Nothing will happen to you. I’ll save you… I swear I will,” Rowan said, his voice cracking on the promise.

He loathed himself for failing to shield her, for letting the world herd her to this cliff.

“You want death that badly? Fine, let me oblige,” Joaquin snarled. His finger tightened on the trigger; the muzzle steadied, eager to spit fire.

“Joaquín, stop before you make another mistake!” A voice rang out.

Joaquin went rigid. That was his wife’s voice.

Yet how could it be? She had died years ago.

The swarm of armed drones that had been circling above the modified cruise liner suddenly pivoted in unison. Their metallic shells re–aligned with machine precision until, against the star–washed sky, they formed the silhouette of a woman.

Joaquin froze. The figure was unmistakable–his wife. A woman he now feared he might never again reach, not even inside his nightmares.

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In midair, the mechanical illusion parted its lips, the rotors humming like distant bees. “Joaquin, put the gun down. Do not make me hate you more.”

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Joaquin’s throat ripped open with a howl of agony, raw and feral, the sound of a man whose soul had just been salt–scoured.

Quinn lifted the pistol in her hand with the steadiness of a sniper who had already rehearsed this moment a hundred times in her head. She squeezed the trigger without hesitation, sending a round straight into Joaquin’s weapon hand.

The crack of the gunshot split the humid night.

Almost simultaneously, the guards closest to Lena–mercenaries Joaquin had bought with cash and empty promises–collapsed as if an invisible scythe had passed through them.

Quinn and Rowan sprang toward Lena at the exact same heartbeat, their boots slapping the deck in perfect counterpoint.

Rowan’s memories might still be a tangle of half–lit corridors, yet the instincts forged by years of combat blazed bright within his muscles.

He needed no spoken plan; neither did Quinn. In that breath, they moved as one, the choreography of siblings written in blood and smoke.

Rowan yanked Lena behind him, then whirled so his back pressed against Quinn’s. Together, they became a living turret, firing back at the stunned assailants.

On the far flank, Julius‘ reinforcements surged forward, turning the skirmish into a ruthless, one–sided suppression.

Quinn understood why the tide had turned so fast. Julius had followed the instructions she whispered earlier.

He had partnered with local police and seeded snipers around the pier.

Her single gunshot had been their green light.

Shielded by her fire, she and Rowan hustled Lena down a narrow companionway toward a

safer area.

She caught Rowan’s shoulder, eyes flashing urgent determination. “You get Lena out of here first. I’m going to find Julius.”

Rowan nodded once. “Stay sharp, Quinn.”

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