“Give me your gun.”
The bastard had the nerve to clutch it tighter to his chest.
Had everyone lost their minds this morning?
He would never turn it on his mate, and the fact they actually believed he would cut him to the core.
“Do you think I’d hurt you?” He glared at Fabiana. “You think I’d do that?”
“Adonis–”
No, he wasn’t listening. That wasn’t the answer he wanted to hear. He yanked the weapon from his man and pointed to the sky. Five shots blasted in rapid succession, but the bullets whizzed out, slamming against a shield that turned blue-purple at their impact several miles up.
“I had it installed not too long after coming here. It doesn’t stop portals, but any sort of ammunition coming from above wouldn’t harms us. I’ve been protecting this city when no one ever fucking knew. Before Skuld was even an issue. But you … you assumed I’d hurt you. That I’d purposefully ignore your needs and not take them into consideration.”
He pressed the gun into her shaking hands. “Go ahead, take me out of my misery. Because loving a woman who believes I’d do that …” He paused and glared at his soldier. “Running apackwho believes I’d harm my mate is now officially too much to carry.”
He ripped away from her. “Then I can be my father and die like him.”
“Adonis–”
The skies opened up, swallowing whatever she wanted to say, and a Hollow seeped through.
“Encantado,” Adonis blasted across the airwaves on his mic, “we’re under attack.”
And here he was, his mate just a step away and the Hollow right in front of him.
No place to get her to safety. No time to move her around.
“Pasquale, if you hear me. We’re out in the open. Fabiana and I are out in the fucking open.”
