NovelBookChapter 557 Night Chase ≥40%: Finished FIRE Ludwig had always been like a ghost-appearing out of nowhere, hiding in the shadows. So every tthey met, it had to be in secret.
The last traces of sunset faded into the cold wind as dusk settled over the city. The alley Jean had chosen was deserted and deathly quiet, tucked away and forgotten.
She stepped into the narrow lane at a steady pace. Just as she lifted her head to look around for Ludwig, her gaze suddenly froze.
Her instincts had always been sharp.
She felt it immediately-a cold, deliberate gaze locked on her back.
Someone was watching her.
Jean's fingers curled into tight fists. Her expression sharpened.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter a brief moment of hesitation, she grit her teeth and bolted forward. No tto hesitate. First, get away. Protect herself-and protect Ludwig, who might already be nearby. If she was being followed, he could be exposed too.
As she sprinted, she heard it: footsteps, steady and controlled, gaining on her from behind.
So she was being followed.
Jean picked up her pace, veering left into an unfamiliar alley, trusting only her gut.
Then- A gunshot split the air. It rang out behind her like a whip crack.
Jean flinched as she ran, brows furrowing.
Seriously? They actually brought a gun? They weren't just following her. They were trying to kill her.
The footsteps behind her grew louder. Whoever was chasing her was closing in.
Jean didn't have tto think-she just ran. Head down, legs pumping, lungs burning. The narrow alleys around her were dim and confusing, with not a single soul in sight.
This place was far too isolated. If there had been any pedestrians, maybe the person behind her would've hesitated before pulling a gun. But here, they could do whatever they wanted.
Her throat was parched. Her vision swam. Then, all at once, a shadow swept across her line of sight.
Before she could react, something cold and strong clamped around her wrist. Her breath caught- And the next moment, she was yanked into a familiar embrace.
Ludwig.
That cool, clean scent on his clothes. The all-black outfit that blended perfectly into the night. The chilling aura that clung to him like mist.
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He looked like a wraith carved out of the darkness itself.
Finished Without a word, he pulled her along, running full speed through the maze of alleys until they reached his motorcycle. With practiced ease, he swung her onto the back seat, tossed a helmet into her arms, and slid on his own. A second later, they were tearing off into the night.
Jean clumsily strapped on the helmet and wrapped her arms around Ludwig's waist, pressing her face into his back as the wind slapped against her cheeks.
Back in the alley's shadows, a slender figure emerged slowly from them darkness. Watchingthewo of them disappear down the road, their eyes gleamed with curiosity. "Ludwig... Abyssal Choir... So Jean has ties to them too?" The voice was quiet, amused.
"Interesting..."
It wasn't clear how long they rode, but eventually Ludwig brought the bike to a halt on a desertedroadside. The chill of the wind still clung to e.
Jean's skin. She sat dazed on the back seat, mind spinning from everything that had just happened. Ludwig got off first and glanced at her with a crooked smile. His tone was light.
"Scared?" He reached up to help her take off the helmet.
Jean slowly shook her head. "No... I'm just trying to figure out if those m people were after me... or after you. Or the Abyssal Choir." The more she thought about it, the more it seemed like she was the real target.
A few years ago, the Ginger family had been caught up in a string of dangerous incidents-ones that had nearly destroyed them.
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