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I held her stare and slowly nodded.

It was all okay.

I sank to my knees. The thud of the landing tore up into my thighs.

If I had to leave this world, then this was the way I’d want it.

London and Wildcat would protect my brother.

After all, she carried their children.

They would love him and care for him. I fixed my gaze on the woman I loved and knew in my soul…this was meant to be. The gun moved from her head to point at mine once more.

“No.” Vivienne thrashed, a stream of blood spilling down the side of her head.

“Pet,” London murmured carefully.

But I couldn’t look away from the dark muzzle of that bastard’s gun.

“Exactly how I showed you.”

What?

I shifted my gaze as her wide brown eyes fixed on London. She slowly dropped her hand and reached behind her. All I could see was that bastard’s finger squeezing the trigger, the gleam of steel reflecting the moonlight, until he suddenly flinched, then scowled. In the space of a breath, the color instantly drained from his face. He dropped his hand and doubled over with a guttural, agonized roar.

Movement simultaneously happened all around me.

London swung his hand with the gun.

Wildcat lunged at the same time my brother did.

BOOM!

BOOM! BOOM…BOOM…BOOM…

The night exploded with gunfire. Guild and London unleashed, shattering the windshield and killing the Son behind the wheel as the beast tore Vivienne’s abductor apart. His screams started and never stopped, not when Colt savaged his face, tearing at his lips with his teeth and driving his fists into his face.

There was nothing any of us could do to stop him.

Not even if we’d wanted to.

I shoved upwards, catching Vivienne as she fell.

“I got you.” I yanked her against me as London strode forward.

He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her from my arms to check her. “Look at me…hey. Look at me, baby.”

He ran his hands over her head as the rest of us stared at my brother.

Wet, gurgling, repulsive sounds silenced the Son’s screams stopped. Still the beast ripped, beat, and tore. There was no end to the savagery. Nothing stopped his wrath, not even death.

There were no words this time.

No turning away from what we are.

Even Ryth and her father watched the nauseating display. Eventually Guild walked around and yanked open the driver’s door of the SUV. The dead Son fell out as he reached in and killed the engine. In the silence, the stomach-churning sounds were louder.

“Who the fuck are they?” Caleb Banks snapped.

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