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A war cry ripples through the army at my back. We tear through the gates of Petyr’s last stronghold.
As the gates rip apart, Petyr’s men scatter like headless chickens. We’ve been picking them off one by one for weeks, so they understand how this is going to play out. They know there’s no way they can win this.
They know we’ve come to kill.
The smarter men abandon ship almost immediately. Only a stubborn few stand their ground.
I can respect their loyalty, but it’s not going to win them anything except a quick death. I dodge a barrage of bullets before jumping out of the car and returning fire.
A handful of Ivanov men crumple to the ground. I look behind me and see The Wolf roving amongst Petyr’s men. He has long blades in each hand, wielding them with ease. They glitter in the moonlight as he whirls them through the air. He’s a blur of death, too fast to follow. The only reason I know his knives are finding their targets is because of the trail of bodies behind him.
Suddenly, Konstantin roars my name.
I duck down as my cousin shoots past me, blowing away one of Petyr’s soldiers who was coming at us from the shadows.
“I got your back,” he says, pointing to the house. “Go get her!”
I thank him with a nod and run into the dilapidated building. I’m almost at the staircase when I hear her scream.
Paige.
I tear up the stairs, a new kind of determination crackling inside of me. I’m burning up with it from head to toe.
One man appears at the top of the staircase. I shoot him, and he falls back into a second. As he tries to throw off his friend, I shoot him, too. They tumble down the stairs in a tangle of limbs.
A third man meets me at the top of the landing. After a brief tussle, I hurl him over the railing. His wail is cut short the moment he meets the marble floor at the bottom.
I move down the hall, reloading my guns as I go. Then I turn the final corner, and I see her.
Paige is crying and fighting, giving her all to avoid whatever Petyr is holding in her direction.
Anthony was supposed to shepherd her away from danger, but he’s wrestling with another Ivanov soldier and losing badly.
Then Petyr shifts slightly, and I see what’s in his hands. It’s a vest… covered in wires.
Fury courses through my veins when I realize in an instant what that motherfucker is trying to do. He’s going to strap my wife with a bomb and then force me to choose: Paige’s life or my Bratva.
“PETYR!” My voice echoes down the hall like thunder.
The scene freezes. For a fraction of a second, everything is still. Paige looks at me, her face shining with fear and relief and love.
Then she turns her eyes back to Petyr—and withdraws a gun from the waistband of her pants.
She moves quickly.
She doesn’t hesitate.
But it’s still not fast enough.
Petyr spots the weapon and throws himself on her. I rush forward, but before I can get there, Anthony throws off his assailant and lunges for Petyr. The soldier tries to stop him, but I put a quick bullet in the back of his head.
It gives Anthony a chance to rip Petyr away from Paige.
I vault over the body of the dead guard and land on my knee, muzzle pointed at Petyr before squeezing the trigger.
But he ducks. My bullet whizzes past his head and imbeds harmlessly in the wall behind him.
“Stay down!” I yell.
