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“I belong t-to you.” I grunted as that wave rose, unleashing with a savage force inside me.
My body clenched tight, causing me to thrust and shudder and moan as I came hard.
“Damn right you do.” He eased his hold, sliding his hand around the back of my neck while he kiss me hard.
This was our anchor.
This was our home.
While all four of us had this…we would be okay.
I closed my eyes and thought of Colt as his brother gave a grunt, and warmth filled me.
I’ll find you, I whispered inside my head. I’ll save you, just like you saved me.
SIX
Vivienne
WHERE IS COLT!
I jerked awake with the roar howling in my ears. The sting in my eyes was instant as I blinked, staring at the walls of my bedroom. For a second, there was nothing but the booming of my pulse and the lingering scream…until slowly, the events of last night came rushing back.
He killed her…he killed Ophelia.
The severed thumb on the counter. Bloody and pale. A thumb I’d stared at, instantly knowing whose it was.
Bang! The echo of a gunshot followed and my hands shook, remembering the harsh pattered texture of the grip and the way it had kicked in my hands.
You take from me…so I’ll take from you!
I killed him. I closed my eyes. I killed all of them. Their faces rushed back to me. Wide eyes. Pale skin. The way they’d looked at me…like I was evil.
A sob tore free.
Maybe I was.
Maybe that was what it took to live in this world.
Maybe that’s what it took to love.
I opened my eyes as Colt’s face rushed back to me. His beautiful thick curls, so soft against my fingers. Those dark blue eyes filled with so much innocence. I lifted my head to see the bottom of the barren bed. I’d give anything to see him sitting there with a gun in his hand and desire in his eyes…my silent, sweet protector.
But he wasn’t here…and neither was Carven. I pushed upwards as the realization took hold. Carven was gone…had he left without me? I shoved against the mattress and scrambled out of the bed, hurrying to dress. Was there some news he didn’t tell me about?
Maybe they’d found him? Maybe they’d found Colt.
I yanked on a bra, panties, clean black jeans and a t-shirt before I tugged on the same filthy boots I’d worn last night. Boots splattered and stained. I didn’t want to look at that. Instead, I lunged around the bed and hurried for the door.
By the time I hit the hallway, I was running, tearing along the hallway to Carven’s room. One shove of his bedroom door and I found the room empty. The bed was made. The scent of his soap lingered in the air. He was gone…he was gone without me.
“You fucking promised.” I spun around and ran, heading along the hallway to the main part of the house.
“What do you mean you can’t get involved?” London’s threatening tone reached me as I neared his study. “If you stand with Hale, then you stand against me. What the fuck do you mean you have problems of your own? Dante…Dante! FUCK!”
I slowed at the entrance of the study as movement came from the rear of the house. The door opened and Guild walked in, dressed completely in black, carrying two sniper’s rifles in his hand. That’s what a contract killer looked like. He lifted his head, those kind eyes flaring for a second before he scowled.
He didn’t like me seeing him like this.
