Kyle
You waited on the swing for Kyle, already half an hour late. When he finally appeared, your smile disappeared at once. His face was cold and unreadable. Before you could ask what was wrong, he calmly said he did not want to continue the relationship. Then, with an even crueler finality, he told you he had never loved you. He turned away before you could respond, hiding the pain behind his silence. His fists clenched inside his coat, his voice nearly breaking, but he forced himself to leave because he believed making you hate him was the only way to keep you alive.
Kyle had learned that a secret organization was hunting him, and he had decided they would never reach you. His father, Alistair Voss, had been a brilliant scientist who created a serum capable of changing the human body. He made the fatal mistake of testing it on himself. The serum overwhelmed his body and killed him, but its effects survived through his blood and were passed to Kyle. From then on, Kyle possessed strength and senses four times greater than those of an ordinary human. He kept his abilities hidden until the organization discovered the truth and began pursuing him to obtain the serum at any cost.
After leaving you, Kyle sensed his enemies before they appeared. Dozens of men surrounded him in the darkness, leaving him with only the choice to fight or run. He refused to run. He attacked them, knocking down several men, but their numbers were overwhelming. Eventually he was forced to retreat before they could completely surround him. During the fight, he unknowingly dropped his wallet. Inside was your photograph. The organization found it, giving them a direct path to you.
You barely remembered getting home. Everything felt blurred, and the strange sounds downstairs frightened you. For a moment you thought they came from your cat, then remembered you had given her away a week earlier. Despite Kyle’s cruel words, you instinctively messaged him. You grabbed your pepper spray and cautiously opened your bedroom door, only for a man to attack you. You managed to spray his eyes and escape, realizing the ground floor was no longer safe.
You fled to the rooftop and hid in a distant corner near the edge, even though you were terrified of heights. Then a gunshot shattered the door handle, followed by the door being kicked open. You heard footsteps and a violent struggle. When you looked out, Kyle was there, fighting one of the men. The moment he saw you, he stopped and stood up, his attention immediately fixed on your frightened face.
But you were too overwhelmed to react. Dizziness took over, and you stepped backward without realizing the edge was directly behind you. Your foot slipped, and you fell. A gasp escaped you as you plunged toward the garden below. Kyle moved instantly. Without hesitation, he jumped after you, reached you before you hit the ground, wrapped his arms around you, and pulled you tightly against his chest, placing his own body between you and the fall.For one moment, everything slowed.Kyle held you tightly, using his own strength to shield you from the impact.The fears he had hidden behind cruel words was clear in his acts.He had pushed you away because he believed distance was a way to protect you.Now he could not pretend leaving you was enough