Page 51 of Dancing with Fire


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They march us toward the clinic.

We’re pushed through the shattered doorway, glass crunching under Grim’s bare feet. He doesn’t even flinch.

Sally whimpers.

“Check every room,” Kaine shouts to one of his males. “Barricade the doors. Draig Security forces will be here soon. We have a plan, let’s follow it.”

A plan.

What plan?

Why are they here, and what do they want?

I look up at Grim. His eyes are narrowed, and his jaw is tight.

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Grim

My whole body is vibrating with rage, my dragon prowling just beneath my skin, wanting out all over again. Wanting to tear these fuckers apart, limb from limb.

I don’t blame him, but I won’t let him. I can’t. That was almost a disaster.

I’m completely freaked out at what just went down. I shove the feelings aside because I have bigger fish to fry right now.

I look down at the female in my arms.

This is bad. This is so fucking bad.

“Put me down,” she says, her hands pushing against my chest. “I can walk.”

I ignore her, tightening my grip. I’m not letting her go or letting her anywhere near these assholes.

“Grim,” she tries again. “Please. I’m okay now.”

Kaine is pacing in the reception area. The bald bastard still has his knife to Sally’s throat. Three other males fan out, securing the doors.

“Listen,” I say, forcing my voice to stay level. “You’ve made your point. You got your audience. The security forces are on their way. Let the females go and we can—”

“Shut up,” Kaine snaps. His eyes are wild with adrenaline. “You don’t get to talk. You’re one of them, even if you’re a shifter.”

“I’m just doing my job. As are these females. It’s —”

“Your job is to bring us in so that they can poison us.” He takes a step toward me, and I shift Wren, putting more of my body between her and him.

“Your job is keeping us under the Mainland’s control. Making us weak,” he snarls.

He’s not completely wrong, but what he’s doing isn’t right. These conspiracy theory nutjobs are actually right about the Mainland’s objective, but I can’t tell them that.

This is exactly the kind of publicity we don’t need right now. It’s the kind that will force the Mainland into increasing security. It will make my job infinitely more difficult.

These idiots are going to get people killed. They’ll ruin everything Drake and Shadow have been working towards.

The male Kaine sent to search the building returns, his footsteps heavy. “No one else here, boss.”

Kaine’s eyes narrow. “No one? That’s strange.” He looks at me. “Where is everyone?”

“It’s our lunch break,” I tell him. “Most of the staff went out.”