Hans (Alliance #4)

My protector.

My man.

Running across the tarmac. Blood streaming from his leg. And agony covering his face.

“Hans!” I cry his name as my heart breaks for him.

I want to tell him not to worry.

I want to tell him that I trust him.

I want to tell him that this won’t be like before.

That no matter what happens, I don’t blame him.

I don’t regret knowing him.

Something sharp bites into my neck.

I’ll never regret loving him.

CHAPTER107

Hans

The plane liftsinto the air.

My steps waver as I lift my head to watch it rise.

Cassandra is on that plane.

My heart is on that fucking plane.

I stagger to a stop and bellow my rage at the sky.

Not again.

Not fucking again.

I can’t do this again.

A hand grips my arm. “We’ll get her back.” Dom steps in front of me. “Hans, we will get her back.” He shoves me back toward the hangar. “Let’s go.”

I don’t want to look away from the plane fading into the distance.

I don’t want to, but I do.

Because it’s time to do the hard things.

It’s time to become the ghost assassin my enemies whisper about.

* * *

We’re still climbingthrough our takeoff when Karmine answers on the first ring. “Was it a bust?”

“I need the army.” My voice scrapes out of my throat.

“What happened?” Karmine switches to full alert.