Page 54 of The Forgotten


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“The guards drugged us, but since a good portion of them are on our side now, it was only a half dose,” he rasps, dropping and covering my body as shots are fired. Pulling off his hoody, he drops it over my head, and I shove my arms through the sleeves.

God, do I love clothes. There’s been too many instances where my power has been taken away that involve a lack of clothing.

“Stay low, Hellcat. We don’t need you to get shot,” Cai says, pulling his gun from his holster.

He’s wearing jeans and appears to have thrown on his clothes. His sneakers are also two different colors as he hunches over me. We’re pressed against a sofa, and he looks over the top before pulling the trigger twice.

An arm bands around his throat, and the sound of Cai choking makes my breath freeze. Pulling the gun from his hands, I tell myself all I need to do is point and shoot since I’m so close.Cai flails, leaving me no other option than to lean forward and press the barrel of the gun to his attacker's knee before pulling the trigger.

“Fuck! Where did that come from!”

Cai knocks the wind out of his attacker by shoving his elbow into the man’s gut, while I calmly hand him the gun back so he can turn and shoot the man in the head. Breathing hard, I drop back with wide eyes as Cai leans back over me.

“Look at you, saving my life,” he says, kissing me hard despite the blood splatter.

“Don’t die,” I whisper. “You’re mine to torture and no one else’s.”

His lips curl into a smile as he nods. “So you’re not mad about accidentally bonding with me?”

Cai turns and kicks the man creeping up on him in the face, while my jaw drops at the chaos around me.

“Do you really want to have this conversation now?” I ask.

“No time like the present, Hellcat,” he says, knocking out the man with his gun with a quick twist of his torso.

“Keep that one alive!” the guard who refused to grab me yells, grabbing his arms and dragging him away. “Stay safe, boss.”

“Working on it,” Cai replies, turning back to me.

“Boss?” I squeak out.

“Did I forget to mention that we staged a coup in the middle of your heat?” he chuckles. “We turned a bunch of Dad’s guards, along with men that he’s worked with since we were kids. People are noticing how much more unstable he’s become.”

“I’m not unstable, you ungrateful snot!” Dylan screams.

Gareth has his arms and legs hogtied, yet he’s still running his mouth. My favorite beta slams Dylan’s face into the wall, continuing until the alpha falls to the ground unconscious.

“As I was saying,” Cai drawls. “You were never supposed to be taken. Dad moved too quickly for us to be warned, and wewere also sleeping off the aftermath of your heat. None of us told him that you were in heat, he figured it out when none of us were answering our phones over the last three days.”

“How did you find me then?” I ask, beginning to feel really overwhelmed.

“Gareth has been watching Dad, and he set up cameras the first time he came up here,” Cai shrugs. “I don’t want to leave you…”

“I got her,” Gareth grunts, dragging an unconscious Dylan behind him before he drops beside me. Sitting up, I kick the alpha who was intent on raping me in the neck, enjoying his grunt.

“Okay,” Cai says cautiously, moving quickly to help his brothers wrap things up.

“The sedative didn’t work very long,” Gareth explains. “We’re still kind of out of it.”

More people storm into the apartment and Gareth stiffens before he recognizes them.

“Uncle Raynard,” Gareth calls out, relaxing beside me. Avoiding any stray bullets, the large alpha ducks down before dropping to the ground in front of us beside Dylan.

Uncomfortably aware that I’m not properly dressed, I curl my legs underneath me and hide them underneath the huge hoody I’m wearing now.

“Hey, kid,” the alpha grumbles. “Sorry we’re late.”

“I didn’t think you were coming at all,” Gareth snorts in amusement.