Forbidden (Blood Ties #7)

We all ran. Walker charging ahead to open the doors, leaving us to follow barely a step behind. But the moment I neared the wing of offices, I felt that emptiness. I slammed against the handles as Walker hit the locks. The door flew open, hitting with acrash.

But it was empty and silent.

“They’re not here.” I swivelled around, my mind racing.

Images flickered. Coulter and his men were around the conference table. A choked sound ripped free as I strode forward and snatched Walker’s card from his hand. I knew instantly that’s where they were.

Hold on, Trouble,I pleaded.I’m coming.

My erratic pulse slowed as an eerie calm washed over me. I ran, driving my boots against the floor, and headed for the conference room.

“Fuck. That’s it!”A grunt billowed out.

“I’m next.”Another snarled as I stumbled inside the room.

My mind froze. Men stood around the table. Coulter stood off to the side. His shirt was open, his pants, too.Why was his fucking pants open?

A guard thrust into something at the end of the table and as he groaned, he moved…then I saw her. Splayed out, her hands pinned to the table by two of the other commanders.

Rage moved through me.

Rage like I’d never felt in my life.

There was no room for thought. Only instinct as I lifted the gun, stepped forward, and took aim.

Bang!

Blood and brains kicked out from the fucking animal inside her, and his body followed.

I was cold.

So fucking cold…when I lunged and grabbed the bastard who held one wrist. My hands didn’t shake, not when I drove the butt of the gun into his nose, hard enough to stun him with acrack. His head snapped backwards and blood shot out, spurting over my hands as I forced his head against the table.

“YOU GET THE FUCK OFF HER!”I screamed.

I couldn’t stop.

That howling need inside me was all there was.

Bang!

His body jerked and blood splattered the table and her arms.

I was already lifting my gun to the piece of shit on the other side as roars came all around me in the room.

Walker was a blur, charging forward to slam against Coulter’s guard as I lifted my gun and took aim at the dead man who held her other wrist down.

“I didn’t.” He shook his head and lifted his hands.

Bang!

I didn’t care.

Not anymore.

Because he would have…I sucked in hard breaths and spun, catching as Walker shoved the muzzle of his gun in Coulter’s guard’s face.

“One fucking move and I’ll blow your goddamn head off.” Walker promised.