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If you don’t kill him, then I will.

He didn’t need to say it twice. The other Son lunged, aiming for Carven, as I took a step forward and leaped. The burning slash of the blade drove all the way into my side. Still, I slammed the Son sideways and away from the woman I loved. That searing agony drove deeper. I didn’t need to look down. I didn’t even feel the blade at all.

All I felt was the Beast…and rage.

I drove my fist onto his face as the alley erupted with the roar of gunfire. The Son’s head snapped back as blood spilled from his curled lips and stained the front of his teeth red. I unleashed again…and again. Each blow hit harder than the last, until the bastard who’d threatened my mate buckled and fell to the ground.

“Five seconds,” he said, staring up at me. “And I would’ve gutted her like a fish.”

A guttural roar ripped from my chest, burning as it took flight. Inarticulate screams echoed through the alley from the others as I slammed my fist into his face over and over until his eyes fluttered shut. Still, I didn’t stop, falling forward to straddle his body.

His face was crushed, the white of bone visible through his split nose. I couldn’t even see his eyes.

Until with one more savage blow, his head rolled backwards…and that’s where it stayed.

I stopped, my fists throbbing at my sides. My breaths consumed me.

“Colt.”

Her voice pushed into the red haze. I lifted my gaze from the mess of his face to hers. To my beautiful Wildcat. The woman I watched over…the woman I loved.

“Baby,” she said carefully reaching out to brush her hand against my cheek.

I closed my eyes and tilted my head, desperate for every soft brush of her fingers and every soothing word from her lips. The faint thudthudthudthud of our babies’ heartbeats called to me. She was the only one who could turn the Beast in me to a mewling, purring thing. I reached out, wrapped my throbbing hands around her waist, and pulled her gently to me.

My head tilted as my ear pressed against the swell of her belly. I closed my eyes, those racing throbbings both soothing.

“I wasn’t going to leave you there.” She dropped her hand, her fingers sliding through my hair. “Never again”

I nodded, because it was all I could do.

There was no anger.

No rage.

Just knowing she would do anything to find me.

And I’d do the same…to protect her.

“We found him,” Carven’s voice pulled me away from the sounds of my children. “We found Hale.”

“Where?” London growled.

“In the tunnel…you follow that to the end and you’ll find him. But he has Sons. Lots and lots of Sons, and they’re waiting. They’re waiting for us.”

“Then it’d be rude of me to fucking disappoint, wouldn’t it?”

I lifted my head and turned to the man who was the closest thing we’d ever had to a father, and spoke. “Yes. Yes, it would.”

TWENTY-SEVEN

Helene

“MINE!” The rogue Son’s fingers entwined in my hair, wrenching me backwards until I slammed against his chest. “Do you hear me, Daughter?” He roared in my ear. “YOU BELONG TO US!”

No…

NO!

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