Chapter Twelve
Kai
My hands grip the stone tight as I pull myself up, and then I hear the sound that tears my heart into pieces. It’s Sienna, and she’s in danger.
Using all my strength, I climb the rest of the rocks quickly and leap over the railing and onto her bedroom balcony. I’ve made it through security undetected and now I’m here to sneak her out. It looks like there’s going to be some bodies along the way, but I don’t have a problem with that.
Through the glass doors, I see Sienna pinned to the bed by one of the security guards, and rage bubbles inside me like lava. I roar as I burst through the doors, and the glass shatters as it slams into the walls. The guard turns to me, and I lunge for him, gripping his throat in both my hands as I body slam him to the ground.
“Wait, it’s not what it looks like.” He holds his hands up as he pleads, but I don’t listen as I fall on top of him with my elbow down.
It lands in his chest, and all the air leaves his lungs as he turns purple. There was some crunching in there too, but broken ribs isn’t enough of a punishment for him for touching Sienna.
“Kai!” she screams, and I look up to see her eyes red and swollen like she’s been crying. She sobs, reaching her arms out to me, and I have no choice but to go to her.
“Sienna,” I say as I pull her against me and breathe in her scent.
“You’re alive.” She begins to sob, and I try to calm her down.
“Of course I am.” I hold her cheeks and look into her eyes. “Do you think I’d ever let anything keep me from you?”
“I thought you died with my dad.” She sniffs, and my brow furrows.
“Who told you your da—” My words are cut off by the sound of a gun cocking behind me.
When I turn around, I see the guard has his weapon trained on me, right in the middle of my chest.
“Marco, no!” Sienna pleads from behind me. But I’m so big, I cover her completely.
“You think you can come into my castle and take her?” Marco shakes his head as he tries to smile. “The king is dead, and she’s mine.”
This man trying to make a claim on the woman I love will not be tolerated. He’ll die for uttering those words, and I’ll do it with my bare hands if I have to.
I take a step forward, ready to feel a bullet hit me, when out of the corner of my eye I see movement.
“She’ll be a useful toy to sit at my feet while I’m the one that rules,” he hisses.
“Never,” I seethe, and then the gun goes off.
Sienna screams, but I don’t feel any pain as I look down and see I’m unharmed. I turn around and she reaches for me, checking me over to see where the bullet hit.
“He missed?” she asks in disbelief.
We both look back to see Marco in a pile on the floor with a bullet between his eyes. Then out of the corner of my eye, I see a woman step into view holding a gun.
“Margaret!” Sienna shouts and rushes to her. The older woman holds her steady as she looks at me.
“Is this him?” she asks, and Sienna glances between us and then nods.
“Get her to safety,” Margaret says as she looks out the window. “I don’t know how much time you have.”
“No, we can’t leave you,” Sienna says, pulling her hand.
“There’s no time, child,” Margaret says.
“Sienna.” I draw her attention back to me and nod. “She’s right, we need to get out of here before the rest of the guards or your father’s enemies find out what’s happened.” She swallows hard but then nods. “Your dad told me there’s a safe here and only you know about it.”
“Yeah, but he never told me the code.” Her face falls as she thinks it over. “I don’t even know where to begin.”