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“I will shoot her.”
He points the gun at my temple again.
I plunge the knife right into Delaney’s side and I push him off me, running to Kieran.
Two bullets ring in the air. From the corner of my eye, I see Kieran’s horrified look as he drops the gun to catch me in my fall. But I am free. I am in his arms.Home.Relief is short-lived as pain rips through me. Everything happens so quickly. Blood floods my mouth and desperation transforms his face, eyes frantically taking me in.
He presses his hand on my lower side.
“You’re going to be fine, sweetheart.”
Tears gather and roll down his face. I lift my hand to caress his stubbled cheek, but my hand drops. He tugs me to him and sobs as he tells me, “Don’t leave me. Don’t fucking leave me.”
“I love you.”
Everything turns black.
From the corner of my eye, I see Cameron slicing Delaney’s throat, while he bleeds out from my bullet.
So much blood is covering my hands as I stare at my beautiful wife.
“I love you,” I whisper, rocking us. She goes still in my arms. I hold her to my chest, kissing her temple, cheek, eyes, and mouth. She needs to open her eyes. Why isn’t she?
Throwing my head back, I roar. I don’t fucking want to live in a world where she’s not in it. I won’t.
Hayden drops onto his knees in front of us and Cato clasps my shoulder.
“I’m sorry, man.”
Cameron cups his neck, letting out a deafening sound of grief.
Hayden’s fingers go to her throat. She’s so still, so cold in my arms.
“Don’t fucking touch her.” Anger burns from my eyes.
“There’s a pulse.”
I yank his hand away and feel a small flicker of a pulse. But it’s the flicker I hold on to.
He bends down to take her, but my hold on her tightens. Iscoop her in my arms, and we rush to the helicopter.
“Prepare a surgery room. And bring Alessandra with you,” Hayden shouts into his phone.
I am fucking numb as the helicopter flies toward the island.
We hurry to the car. Her lips are turning purple. Every second feels as if she is slipping closer to death. I will join her if that’s the only way I can be with her. It’s so hot outside the cement melts under the tires, but her body is ice against mine.
Hayden barks orders at his men, and we speed to where he gives directions.
When we reach the green steel-and-cement compound, surrounded by the thick jungle, he points toward a door.
Everything is already set up.
“You must need it regularly,” Cato says. Hayden waves him off, eyes looking from my wife to above with sheer despair.
A brunette climbs out of a car, and her eyes widen when she takes us in, covered in blood.
She ignores Hayden and if this wasn’t a life-or-death situation, I would have laughed at the woman who must be Alessandra. She sets her eyes on Aurora in my arms, limbs hanging loosely. She points to a makeshift operating room inside transparent walls.
