“What the fuck? Let’s go.” Kiera looked up at me, a new fire burning in those deep green eyes.
I held out a hand to her forearm, feeling the goosebumps that persisted on her skin. “Princess, I don’t know if it’s a good idea.” Even looking at her now, she was erratic. Our missionswould require calm, considered action and I wasn’t sure our little hostage could be trusted to bring that energy.
Shaking her head, Kiera’s red locks shifted in a frenetic motion I hadn’t seen from her in a while. “Please, don’t leave me. You can’t leave me here. Please, please.”
My forehead wrinkled, pulling her in close and squeezing her to my chest. Spencer’s eyes were glued to my face, trying to have a conversation without uttering a word.
She was a wreck. Whatever had happened in this room had shaken her entire being.
I gritted my teeth. “I’m not leaving her like this.”
If we left her, she was a flight risk and I was starting to think that might be more of a problem than her fury directed at some sex-trafficker. We left her alone for ten minutes and she’d already wreaked havoc over the entire house.
With a shrug, Spencer smirked. “Dom said not to leave her alone.”
“Fuck what The Oracle wants.” Grumbling, I pulled Kiera off of me and met her teary eyes. “Get dressed. We have work to do, Princess.”
Like the good girl I knew she was, Kiera shifted past me and made her back to her room.
As I took in a deep breath, surely taking some asbestos into my lungs, my gaze caught on a picture frame. Wiped of dust, it lay on the bed where Kiera had been cornered by Dom.
Just as my feet were about to will me toward it, wanting to know what big secret was being kept from me, Spencer’s voice shook me. “Are we sure this is a good idea?”
I turned on my heels, my military training keeping my movements rigid. “There’s no winning here. Best we can do is keep her safe.”
“Close eyes tonight, Major.” Spencer nodded before disappearing out of the room and heading down the hallway.
Following closely behind, I tried to settle my mind.
With any luck, we would uncover Boy Prince tonight. But the success of this mission rested on my shoulders now. And there was no room for error.
40
KIERA
It only tookme a minute to get dressed, but it felt like forever. Now that I knew what this place was, every second in the house sent shivers down my spine. Being alone made me particularly antsy.
But the sight of my two saviors waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs eased some of the tension from my shoulders.
From their confusion back in my old bedroom, I was guessing they had no idea about my and Dom’s past. And I wanted to keep it that way.
As much of a nightmare as the rest of this situation might be, the relationship I’d built with Spencer and Leo was the most solid foundation I’d had since… well, since I’d had Madeline watching out for me. I didn’t want to risk complicating that if I didn’t have to.
And if she hadn’t told them yet, I was guessing Dom felt similarly.
At least that’s something we still have in common.
Thankfully, as I reached the bottom of the stairs and looped my arm through Leo’s, there was only one question. “You feeling okay, Princess?”
“Better now,” I gave her a squeeze. “Just need to get some fresh air, I think.”
“Right this way,” Spencer swung the front door open, ushering us out with a flair.
But despite Spencer’s playfulness, the air felt heavy as we loaded up onto the bikes. Something about this ride felt different. This mission felt important, though I couldn’t put my finger on why.
I’m probably just in my head about shit with Madeline… or do I call her Dom?
Probably better to stick with the name these two know, I figured.
