The Titan's Vow

The photo of my mom walking into her house sat on the table like a live grenade. Lockdown made the compound feel smaller. Brothers paced. Engines idled. The air tasted like gun oil and tension. Colossus hadn’t left my side since the package arrived. His massive hand stayed on the back of my neck, thumb stroking slow and steady, a silent promise that no one was getting past him. Viper slammed the photo down. “They’re trying to rattle us. We don’t rattle.” Rogue cracked his knuckles. “We hit them back harder. Use the evidence. Send them one of their own ledgers with a bullet through it.” Colossus’s voice cut through the noise, low and final. “We protect what’s ours first. Lena’s mom gets pulled into the compound tonight. Full escort. No discussion.” His fingers tightened on my neck, gent