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He opens his mouth to say, “who gives this woman,” when the back doors of the sanctuary slam open. Time slows down, but not before I hear the recognizable pop of a gun being fired.
Someone screams.
Then all hell breaks loose.
Chapter six
Chapter 5
Bellamy
Atleastthreemencharge up the same aisle I just walked with my father, guns in hand. Women and children scream, and some race for the back door via side aisles. My breath hitches, and a scream lodges in my throat when thick hands grip my waist and I’m dragged into a nearby room. It’s not until we’re away from the chaos that I catch a familiar scent, and a flash of relief rushes through me.
“What’s going on, Owen?” My voice is panicked, and it’s all I can do to stay calm, despite feeling safer with him.
“No clue, love. But we’re not sticking around to find out. I’m parked on this side. Let’s go.”
“Owen, no. We can’t do this.”
The door bursts open and I scream as he scoops me up and pushes his way through a nearby exit. A bullet ricochets off the door frame, and Owen swears. My wedding day has turned into something out of a goddamn nightmare.
“Where’s Tobias? We can’t leave without him.”
“Don’t bloody worry about that. We have to get you somewhere safe and then we’ll find him.”
“I’m right behind you. What the hell is going on, Thorne? If this is your people, I swear to god I’ll kill you.”
I look over my shoulder to see Tobias running after us, gun in hand. He wore a fucking gun to our wedding. I expected some of the men to be armed. We don’t have family gatherings without some kind of security. But the groom packing heat is a step too far for me. Does that mean he expected trouble today? If so, why didn’t he tell me? It doesn’t bode well for our marriage if he’s already hiding things.
Owen doesn’t respond as he races for an SUV. He jerks open the back door and shoves me inside. Tobias hops in beside me without a word, and Owen is already in the driver’s seat with the engine running. The side door we ran out of swings open again, and he peels out into London traffic.
“This isn’t the Thornes,” he finally says when we’re well away from the church. “But I’m sure Bellamy has already told you about our history, so I understand why you would think that.”
He glances in the rear-view mirror at me, and my face heats.
“What makes you think she told me?” Tobias glances down at me and holsters his gun.
Owen’s lips quirk up in a knowing smile, his eyes still darting between us and the road. “Because Bellamy is a good girl and wouldn’t want any strife between the two of you. Especially not after last night.”
His eyes dart to me again before refocusing on the road. “I’m sorry about that, by the way.”
***
Owen
Was I tempted to stop the wedding when the minister asked if anyone had any objections? Yes. But I had no intention of giving into that temptation. Now, someone else has stopped it. And a tiny part of me is thrilled that Bellamy isn’t married yet. But the logical part of me knows this is a fucking mess that I’m not sure how we’re going to get out of. I’m not sure how we’re going to deal with that. Someone else didn’t want this wedding to happen and we need to find out who.
The unfortunate thing is that because I grabbed Bellamy and fled, there is a chance they are going to think it was the Thornes, and that could cause a war. Tobias already asked, and he’s not going to be the only one thinking it.
We need information, so I tap an icon on the screen in the dash and wait for the call to connect.
“Did you make a fool of yourself yet?”
“Shut up, Matteo. We’ve got a serious situation on our hands. Someone just attacked the wedding. I grabbed Bellamy and ran, but we don’t know anything else.”
All hints of teasing left Matteo’s voice.
“Is she in the car? Can she hear us?”
