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I look up, my heart thumping, the urge to protect others overtaking me and I grab one of the guns that the guards had pulled out.
They hadn’t used it, but I will. I check if it’s loaded, my heart pounding as I step out, grabbing the piece of card from the ground with shaking hands.
My heart drops as I stare at it. It’s not a card, but a photograph. Sebastian and I… against the wall in my room, last night.
My head is ringing as I stare down at the picture, fear beginning to crawl into me. At the bottom of the photograph, in bold black ink, is a message. One that makes my heart churn…
I GAVE HIM A WARNING AND HE DISOBEYED.
NEXT TIME IT WILL BE YOUR BLOOD, ZAIA TOUSSAINT AND THAT OF YOUR PRECIOUS
LITTLE CHILDREN COVERING THE GROUNDS.
STAY AWAY FROM SEBASTIAN KING.
OR ELSE.
I look up at the killer as he shoots manically, his back to me. He’s right before me. I need to stop him. I scan the front grounds. There are at least five other bodies that I can see. With a thundering heart, I raise my arms. Ready to shoot.
I can’t tell if he’s a werewolf or not… but…
I kick off my heels, not wanting to be heard as I slowly stand up and try to get closer. I haven’t used a gun in ages… but I have been trained with one. I need to know his identity! (2
He’s too busy aiming at someone hiding behind the bench and I’m almost close enough when he suddenly freezes and turns sharply towards me.
I gasp, pulling the trigger and he jumps to the side, letting out a menacing growl when the bullet hits his shoulder. Oh, he’s a werewolf.
I shoot again, but this time he’s ready. He dodges, raising his own gun and I dart for cover behind the smashed car as he lets off a rain of bullets. I’m shaking. The fear of what is happening on this street which is just like any other normal street feels unreal and terrifying.
“Come out, come out… oh if only you didn’t disobey me,”
he hisses in that same distorted voice that sends a sinister chill down my spine.
I glance around at the other buildings. There are people in the windows, people hiding… but no one is here to help…
What should I do? I flinch as he slams something into the car, making the crunch of a metal ring through the air. It’s so silent…
I need to get that gun away from him…
What should I do…
I stay low, slowly keeping my distance as he rounds the car.
He knows I’m here…
“Oh, look a mouse!”
He hisses, and I gasp when he shoots something. I hear the person groan before they drop to the floor. “Come out, or another one dies.”
The sound of sirens in the distance approaching sends a ray of hope through me, but I also know they are still far away, and my time is running out.
My heart almost stops as I see a girl in her teens walking down the street, headphones in her ears and clearly lost in her own world. I hear him pause and let out a chuckle.
No…
I hope Dad will be able to do enough damage control… sorry Dad, but I have to do this. I jump up, and he raises his gun. Not this time…
I duck, diving at him, and launch myself at him, knocking him back just as the gun goes off. Agony shoots through me, making me scream as I shudder, it takes me a moment to realise it’s just ripped through my upper arm and not my chest.
“Bitch!”
He hiss?s. I hold on to him, refusing to let go and manage to throw him to the ground. I need to look at his face! I need to know who is tormenting us!
I grab his neck, the thick leather protecting him, and try cutting off his windpipe as he hits me across the head with the butt of his gun repeatedly.
My head is spinning, the pain bludgeoning through me far too powerful. No, I can’t let go!
I bite my lip from crying out as he tries to throw me off him. I knock his legs from under him.
“Someone help!”
I scream, but no one around wants to help, far too scared…
He hits me across the face as I hold on with everything I have.
Just until the police arrive!
You can do this, Zaia! I’m failing to remove the helmet!
“Fuck!”
I scream as my back hits the floor with the man on top of me and I reach up, pushing up the visor on his helmet instead.
My heart thunders as I stare into a pair of brilliant blue eyes… eyes that widen in shock as they stare right back at me. Sebastian?
He raises his hand and this time, when the gun connects with my head, sending off another wave of pain, everything goes black…
*suspenseful music plays*
A Talk
SEBASTIAN. “Get my car ready. I’m going to head out.”
I say through the phone to my driver, pausing when the news playing on the television catches my attention.
‘… outside the Stanton Hotel Building. The mass shooting has left nineteen confirmed dead on the scene with three in critical condition and another injured when she tried to tackle the attacker…”
My heart thuds as I stare at the screen. The Stanton Hotel, Zaia’s there. She was meeting Harrison there. “The following video is from the hotel itself and contains extremely distressing footage…”
The screen switches from the news reporter to a video of a man on a bike smashing straight into a car on purpose.
The scene unfolds. My heart is in my mouth when I see a redheaded woman pulled away as her men surround her. The people are blurred out, but why do I feel it’s her?
Zaia. I’m rooted to my spot as I watch the blurred- out people drop like flies.
Zaia… Her men are killed, and I see her pick something up before she runs . Fuck, get out of there! Is she ok? My hands are shaking as I dial her number, It’s switched off.
Fuck! I don’t have her main number! I’m about to call Jai for it when the news reporter captures my attention.
“The woman now identified as Businesswoman Zaia Toussaint, heir and CEO of the Toussaint Empire and daughter of the business tycoon, Hugh Toussaint, is hailed a hero. When she spotted an unknowing girl crossing the road and saw the shooter turn his attention to her, she ran out and tackled him to the ground. Despite her efforts, he managed to injure her and get away before the police arrived at the scene…”
Is she fucking crazy?
My heart is thumping as I stare at the Television screen. “Police are now on the hunt for the shooter, someone who is deemed a risk to the city and its people… this is Pamela Greenfield…”
I turn, running to the door as I dial Daniel’s number. “Fine out where Zaia Toussaint is currently! According to the news, she was injured today.”
I snarl. 1
“Yes, boss!”
My phone beeps as an incoming call comes through. Frowning, I cut the call with Daniel and stare at the name that is emblazoned across my screen.
Hugh Toussaint Of course, he would have his number listed…
Why is he calling me?
“Hello,”
I answer the call. “We need to talk, King. Come to the Edmond Wall Hospital immediately, and do not question me because I am ready to unleash hell on not only your company but your pack too!”
Hugh Toussaint’s snarl rips through the phone and I move the phone away from my ear.
“Understood.”
I reply, cutting the call, for once not caring that he just threatened my pack. I need to get to her. I know where she is now, and I will have to tolerate Hugh if I want to see her.
Was she hurt badly?
Stepping outside, I get into the car quickly. “Get to the Edmond Wall Hospital and step on it.”
I command as I sit back and scan the news articles on my phone, it’s spreading online like wildfire. She was shot in the shoulder and suffered trauma to her head…
I feel uneasy. Is it a coincidence or is it the same person? “Step on it!”
I growl, and the driver instantly speeds up. I reach the hospital fast enough and make my way inside. Two of my men escort me to the entrance where I command them to wait. I can handle myself.
There are several cops in the hospital, and I spot Hugh’s men from afar. I approach one of them. He’s a werewolf and from his pack and he’s watching me keenly, knowing exactly who I am. “Tell your Alpha, Sebastian King, is here,”
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