King (Alliance #2)

I turn my head, and slit my eyes open, but he’s already turned off the lamp I left on for him.

Good, he plans to sleep for a while too.

There’s a faint smell of gasoline, and I remember he went to the gallery to find out what happened with the fire.

I blink into the dark, trying to wake myself up. “Was everything okay?”

King doesn’t answer, but I feel the mattress shift as he climbs into bed.

And that’s when I hear it.

Duke’s frantic barking from outside.

CHAPTER80

King

“Open the fucking gate!”

They can’t hear me.

They can’t hear fucking anything, because none of the phones are fucking working!

I lay on the horn, flashing my lights as I race toward the end of my driveway.

I’ve been trying to call everyone. Savannah, Benedict, the gate house, the staff house, and nothing has gone through. I had Nero try too but it’s jammed. The fucker found a way to jam the cell service on my property.

Because he’s here.

I roll my window down and wave my arm out. Shouting the whole time.

They finally recognize my SUV, and the gate starts rolling open.

I barely slow. Barely make the turn into the driveway.

When the house comes into view, I see men running toward a panicked Duke.

And fear, like I’ve never known before, stabs me right in the heart.

If I’m too late…

Please don’t let me be too late.

CHAPTER81

Savannah

My eyes are startingto adjust, so I see the shadow of King’s hand as he reaches out for me.

But when he touches my bare arm, something doesn’t feel right.

“King?”

The touch is searching, like he’s trying to figure out what part of my arm he’s grabbing.

And then I notice it. The texture. The leather. The glove.

“What…”