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“So, who killed him then? Was it you?” I demand, wondering if I even care right now. This version of my father doesn’t sound like the kind of guy I want anything to do with, but at the same time, he was my daddy. He was the man that came home every day and sat across from me at the dinner table. He would tuck me in at night and turn out my light when I was a little girl and a part of me is desperately holding onto that.
Kian’s eyes blaze with anger and he reaches for me. “Listen here, you little bitch,” he growls, pulling me in close just like he’d done with Nic but something tells me that he won’t hurt me despite the way the boys tense and prepare themselves to dive in. “I had nothing to do with that. None of my boys did.”
I slam the folder with his mark into his chest, pulling myself free in the process. “Then why is your mark all over it? Pretty fucking suspicious, don’t you think? Your mark is on a folder found in Charles Carrington’s office when both he and my father were killed, clearly by the same person. You’re the third party in this little triangle, not to mention, there’s been a gang war between you and the Wolves for a good six months. Funny how it’s been exactly six months since he was murdered. Are they looking for revenge?”
“I had nothing to do with it,” he spits. “I won’t let you drag me down for this. I’ve told you what you wanted to know and now it’s time for you to fuck off, and now that you know you’re a fucking Wolf, don’t be so stupid as to come back here.”
I take a step back, my chest rising and falling with hard, sharp breaths and just like that, Kian decides we’re finished here and turns his back. He starts walking away and I’m left staring at the four boys who hid the fact that my father was a Wolf, hid the fact that he sold me, and hid the fact that I’m the daughter of a murderer..
I meet each of their eyes, leaving Nic’s for last and when his fall back on mine, I shake my head, pressing my lips into a tight broken line. “I’m done,” I tell him with finality, feeling everything inside of me break.
I turn and start walking back to the Ferrari but a slowing black SUV coming down the road catches my eyes. The two side windows begin lowering and as black shiny metal appears in the open window, Nic’s voice rings out loud. “GUN. GET DOWN.”
His heavy body slams into my back, throwing me down hard against the concrete. My head rebounds off the ground as my elbows and knees are torn to shreds. Nic’s large body holds me down, his arms curling protectively around my head as the deafening shots ring out over and over again.
A low, pained groan is heard behind me and tears instantly spring to my eyes, not knowing which of my boys was hit and despite how much I hate them right now, the thought of one of them being shot makes me sick.
I scream as bullets rain down around us. A second grunt of pain tears through the noise and I scream again, recognizing Eli’s groan anywhere.
Shots ring out from behind me and I peer under Nic’s arm to watch Kai shooting back. With the threat of retaliation, the SUV speeds off and I feel Nic relax on top of me. “Are you alright, Baby? Tell me you’re fucking alright.”
“I’m okay,” I say, feeling woozy from the bump on my head.
Nic pulls off me and as he helps me to my feet, I look over my boys to find Eli holding his shoulder with blood pouring out over his fingers, but that’s not where my attention stops.
Kian lays on his stomach not moving, just two feet away from the door of the compound with blood pooled around him.
Nic races to his father’s aid as the door of the compound is practically pulled off its hinges and Black Widows come pouring out. Nic reaches his father just before them and flips him over to find him barely holding on. “DAD,” he yells, slamming his hands down over the wound but he’s too far gone. Even if he called an ambulance, Kian’s not going to make it.
Sebastian gets on the phone while helping Elijah to keep pressure on his wound as Kairo drops down beside Nic, desperate to help him save his father.
“Who did this?” One of the Widows demands as everyone jumps into action, trying to help where they can.
Nic’s sharp gaze snaps up to the men around him. “Wolves,” he spits. “Black SUV heading west. I want every last one of those fuckers in my compound in five fucking minutes. I’m going to put each of them in a body bag.”
