NovelBookChapter 384 Nagel's hand dropped away from Kasmine's throat slowly, almost involuntarily.
"I've never been inside, of course," he said casually, tapping ash off the cigarette. "I don't break into homes with children in them. Your daughter's four, right? Green eyes and a big smile. Looks like her mother." Silence.
"You named her Melody," Saint added, almost gently. "Sweet name, I must say." Nagel stepped back like he'd been physically punched. The hand holding Kasmine's throat fell entirely all the way to her arm, as his breathing suddenly becrough and unsteady.
For a man like Nagel, that was the sas a fucking surrender.
"What do you want?" he finally asked, after a moment. His voice carried furious defeat.
Saint flicked his cigarette to the floor and crushed it beneath his boot like it bored him.
"First?" he said, "Let. Her. Go." Fuck.
That was it.
That was fucking it.
If anyone had ever toldthat a man like Nagel could be broken to this point, I'd have spat on their faces. Slowly, like a defeated actor exiting stage, Nagel's hand slipped from Kasmine's arm.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe exhaled shakily, stumbled back, and turned to move toward me.
Easy.
Too fucking easy.
At least, so I thought, until there was a loud CRACK.
Everyone turned in the direction of the sound... It was Kyrie... The fucking bastard had just shot one of Nagel's men... The one holding Saint's sister.
"Fuck!" Saint hissed, knowing that all his efforts were about to be flushed down the drain because of one stupid, selfish move.
And just like that, in a split second, everything we'd been hoping we'd achieved ccrumbling before our eyes.
More gunshots sounded in the air. Nagel's men shot in retaliation.
Kasmine was transfixed. She was scared. She just stood with her hands covering her ears and her eyes tightly shut.
Shit.
I didn't waste a second. I made to move in her direction to get her to safety, when something sharp and searing punched into my thigh.
Fuck! I grunted and twisted, and cface to face with Kex.
Chapter 384 That treacherous bastard.
He grinned like the devil, and twisted the silver knife deeper into my muscle.
Pain exploded through me, but I slammed my elbow into his face, staggering him back.
That was enough to keep him off until I reached Kasmine. Kex wasn't my priority right now. I II deal with him later I was bleeding profusely, but fuck that, too.
I was about to give Zeth full control when I heard another gunshot just behind Kasmine.
She jerked and her eyes widened.
"No!" I shouted, already sprinting, but Saint moved first.
In a blur, he yanked her to the side just as the second bullet whizzed past them. They both fell to the ground.
But it was a bit too late.
Blood sprayed from her arm.
The entire world faded instantly as I closed the distance between us immediately on my knees.
I didn't know what move Kex made behind me, but a blur moved beside me.
It was Saint.
He was on his back, just beside Kasmine. And the two silver knives he had in his hands before he caught her, hissed past met didn't fucking care who his target was. But from the painful howl that ripped out of Kex's cursed throat, I knew Kex was the target, and Saint had gotten him clean. My vision becblurry as I took in Kasmine's form.
Her skin was pale.
Her lips parted the moment she saw me.
"Kasmine," I breathed, sitting on the floor and pulling her into my arms, 'Baby.... It's me... "K... Kes..." She whispered weakly, but her eyes were slowly fluttering shut.
"Fuck... Stay with me, baby... I felt hot liquid running down my cheeks as I squeezed her tighter. I'm here. I've got you. I swear to you, I've got you, baby. Don't go anywhere." AUTHOR'S NOTE: Final chapters will be dropping soon. Stay tuned.
Meanwhile...
Want to know why kyrie pulled that trigger when he did? Check out MATED TO MY STEPBROTHER AND HIS BESTFRIEND.
Be the judge of his actions. #winks.
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