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a consensual first time. If Rey won’t cooperate, Fine! That’s his loss. I arrive home and prepare to live through the loneliest night of my short life.
    My loneliest night doesn’t last long.

Chapter 5
    Poncho howls way before the sirens start blaring. I shoot up off my pallet on the floor, instantly alert.
    The building apartment rumbles and I get up in a flash. Azalea is already on her feet.
    I’m hurrying into my usual pants and boots when another rumble startles us. An air raid? Starville capitulated long ago. Why would Patriots do this?
    An explosion follows, and the force is enough to almost throw me to the floor. We have to go. I take my emergency backpack and desperately reach out for mom’s memories box.
    “You don’t have time to that, idiot! Help Olmo!” shouts Azalea. She reaches for my cloak and throws it at me.
    Azalea and Dad are soon at the door, prodding Olmo, whose face is a mask of terror. I make him climb on my back and in a breeze we are outside our apartment. My dad takes a moment to knock on the other first floor doors.
    “Air raid! Go to the bunkers!”
    A bomb hits the southern part of the town, one mile from where we are. Pieces of rubble fall from some of the buildings.
    There’s an eerie light illuminating the horizon, as though lightning is striking the neighboring towns. Only we know it’s not lightning, but destruction. When the local churches ring their bells, more Starvillers empty their buildings into the streets, running past us.
    The bunker isn’t far. Soon, we can see the air shelter entrance that once was an underground parking lot built in a natural cavern. The Starville commissioner, one of the few locals who works for the Patriot government, is at the bunker entrance leading people inside. But not us. He lets me, Azalea, and even Poncho in, but then he stops my dad and Olmo.
    “There’s not enough space. Wait to see if there’s still room once everyone is inside. If this gets too crowded, you’ll have to seek refuge at the museum ruins.”
    “I won’t go in there without them!” I shout.
    “Me neither and I’m a minor; you’re breaking the law!” shouts Azalea, pushing against the entering crowd to exit the bunker.
    “As you wish,” says the commissioner before acting as though we’re not there. I’m about to force our way in. But local guards and soldiers are near. It’ll be better not to risk a confrontation with them.
    We head for the museum ruins, trying to fight our way against the incoming crowds.
    I hear the rumbling, whooshing sounds of missiles passing. It is chaos—crying kids, terrified faces, screams, shouting— the anti-air raid sirens finally go off.
    Then I realize he’s here. The man I fought this afternoon. He wears the typical Accord red cape and black armor. His long platinum hair covers half his face. Towering over everyone, he looks imposing as he barks orders with an accented voice to help the growing crowd get into the bunker.
    None of the other Accord unit cops help Sasquatch to organize the mess as far as I can see. Instead, they’re trying to enter the building but he doesn’t let them.
    “Prince Aleksey, please !” the smaller Accord cops beg, loudly enough for me to hear them. Panic contorts their faces. The Sasquatch cop, Aleksey, ignores them, focusing on helping get in as many Starvillers as he can.
    My family and I struggle to advance. Some people step on my dad’s cart and Olmo’s out of breath. We won’t make it to the museum. We should search protection near here.
    I turn my eyes to Aleksey just when his eyes find me. He seems to recognize me. Given the situation, I shouldn’t care that the last time I saw him, he was aroused.
    “Hey, you! You’re going the wrong direction!” he yells at us.
    “They won’t let us in. They told us to wait!” I yell back over the chaotic noise.
    Aleksey strides toward us at the same time a bomb explodes far from here. He’s so intimidating that I instinctively cover Olmo