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“That wasn’t my choice to make. It was yours. You’re far braver than me. I let my mother, who betrayed me as your father did to you, live. So even though this ending seems rather anticlimactic, it did end in bloodshed.
“Your father never saw you coming. He underestimated you. The greatest plot twist of all.”
“Whose side are ya on?”
“My own,” Alek replies. “I didn’t know you. But I saw potential. I needed you to prove yourself. And you have. I want you to be the leader we both know you can be. I won’t intervene, but I want to do business.
“In return, I promise you protection, and men you can trust.”
“Why don’t you do it?”
“Because I believe in honor. You are the rightful king of Belfast. No one else. This isn’t my fight. It is yours.”
I look at Cami because this decision affects her as much as me. I wanted out as I was afraid for her safety, but now, I have someone who is offering me a choice. I can do what Connor, Sean, and Brody all failed to do—I can be a true leader. I can honor the Kelly name.
“But it seems you won’t be satisfied until you have your war,” Alek says, smirking.
I have no idea what he means until I hear car tires screech outside, followed by footsteps pounding on the concrete.
I glare at Alek, who raises his hands in mock surrender. “Don’t look at me. They aren’t my men.”
Cian instantly reaches for his gun, armed and ready.
I stand in front of Cami, protecting her with my body. “I thought this was over?” she cries, her distress clear.
As I look at Sean’s cooling corpse in the middle of the room, I realize things have just begun.
The factory erupts into gunfire as men who I recognize were loyal to Liam come streaming in. They’re here to avenge their queen.
Sean did say Annette had men waiting in the wings, and it seems he was right. There are about twenty, hardly an army, but enough.
I frantically drag Cami behind a pallet stacked high with aluminum. Using it for cover, I poke my head around it and fire at anything that moves. I knew this would end with blood…and I am fucking happy for it.
Thisis the final fight because Iwillclaim what is mine. But first, I need to kill every last association with the Doyles.
Cami stays behind me, holding my shirt as I fire at the enemy. It’s only Cian and me as Alek, it seems,isa man of his word and doesn’t fight. This is my fight, he said. And the bastard is right.
He did all this, secretly rooting for me, hoping I would prove him right. I can see why he’s one of the most powerful men in the world. The arsehole mind-fucked me and fucked me good.
“There are too many of them!” Cami cries, and she’s right.
I wanted bloodshed. I wanted a big climax. And now that I’ve got it…I feel at home.
“Cian, cover me!”
Cami screams at me to stop, but Alek is right—the first man into battle is usually the hungriest for victory. This is my country, and I will protect it, even if I have to give my life.
I shoot at two fuckers, who drop to the ground with a thud, but three more take their place. Cian shoots at them, but they swarm us, and soon we are surrounded.
“Now would be a good time for that fucker to intervene,” Cian shouts as we shoot anything that comes at us.
“Where’s the fun in that?” I mock, shooting a cunt in the leg. “I’m sorry, Cian. You were right. I should have never given up. I thought I was doin’ the right thing. I wanted to tell ya that…just in case we don’t make it out of here alive.”
“Don’tcha say that. We will. We haven’t come this far to give up. We do this for our fathers. We do this for Amber.”
We dive behind a stack of barrels, but we can’t fight them all. This is what I knew would happen. The enemy will never stop coming. There will always be someone who’s ready to take their place, and that someone comes in the form of some ballbag who comes at me from the right, shooting me in the shoulder.
Cian shoots him dead before I can.
