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“No one is going to help you, especially that worthless boyfriend of yours. I knew what you were doing, fucking him instead of saving yourself for me. I’m going to make certain no one will ever want you again but me. Me. Me!”

“Put the goddamn knife down or I’ll blow your brains out.”

Hearing Snake’s voice forced another whimper. He’d found me. He’d saved me.

I could see the look in Lance’s eyes change. When he smiled, I pounded my fists against him. “Snake!”

Lance slung his arm around my throat, immediately pressing the tip of the knife against my jugular, spinning us around to face him. There were two men in the room, the other giant in perfect control as he held an assault rifle in two hands.

Apollo bounded into the room, barking his head off.

Lance hissed, moving directly behind me. “I thought you’d never come to the party.”

Snake tossed me a quick glance and I could easily tell how furious he was, his entire jaw clenched, his hooded eyes piercing a hole into the monster. “I’ll say this one more time. Put down the knife.”

Laughing, Lance purposely pricked my skin. “I can’t do that. She’s mine.”

The other man shifted, moving closer.

Woof. Woof. Woof.

“Sit, Apollo. Wait. Wait,” Snake said softly.

“Don’t do it or I’ll have to cut her pretty little head off,” Lance warned. He dug the knife into my skin, and I was forced to suck in my breath, shaking like a leaf.

I could see such an array of emotions on Snake’s face, his eyes reflecting everything from horror to anger, but mostly sadness and guilt.

“I love you, Snake,” I half whispered, knowing it would force Lance’s hand.

As the bastard slowly turned his head, pressing his lips against my face, I sensed the change in him. Then I heard the words I anticipated would be the last I’d ever hear.

“I told you. If I couldn’t have you, no one could. Bitch,” Lance muttered.

“Now,” Snake said so calmly I wasn’t certain I’d heard the single word.

That’s when Apollo lunged forward, his growl unlike anything I’d ever heard. As he tackled Lance to the floor, the other man took a single long stride toward me.

As Apollo snapped at him, Lance reacted, driving the knife into the pup. The howl was heartbreaking. Then he grabbed my leg, dragging me down once again. That’s the moment Snake snapped, losing all sense of anything but his need to protect what belonged to him.

Pop! Pop!

“Die, you fucker,” Snake snarled.

Lance’s fingers were still tightly wrapped around my leg. Everything happened so quickly as I tried to scramble away. Then I was in Snake’s arms and could no longer hold back the sobs.

“It’s okay, baby. It’s okay,” he whispered, holding me tightly against his chest.

“Apollo!” I yelped, struggling to see the fur baby.

“You… can’t… have… her,” Lance said, his voice crackling from agony.

Snake threw out his arm, the other man at the same time. That’s when I closed my eyes, jumping when I heard the two additional shots.

Then there was nothing but silence.

CHAPTER18

Snake

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