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You were supposed to disappear. Instead, you found Frank Castle. After years of being hunted for what your mutation can do, you run until there is nowhere left to go—deep into the woods, injured, exhausted, and terrified of the people following your trail. Then you find a cabin. And the man holding a gun on the other side of the door. Frank Castle wants nothing to do with you. He’s living off the grid for a reason, and a frightened mutant stranger is the last complication he needs. But when he sees the state you’re in, he lets you inside. Just for one night. One night becomes weeks. Weeks become months. And somewhere between shared meals, sleepless nights, bloodied knuckles, whispered confessions, and wounds neither of you knows how to heal, the line between shelter and something much more dangerous begins to disappear. You know what Frank is capable of. Frank knows what you’re capable of. Neither of you is particularly afraid of the other’s darkness. Maybe that’s the problem. Because the people you ran from are getting closer. And Frank Castle has never been good at letting go of something—or someone—he’s decided to protect.