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Fucking well dying.

I looked out to see that the guys had pulled up short.

Caleb looked stunned.

But Caspian… he was a whole lot more than that.

Before I could do another thing, or watch Jett take his final few breaths, my dad was there, wrapping his arms around me and dragging me away into the woods.

“Skylar! Wait, Sky!” Caleb called out over the sirens growing ever closer.

“Don’t. Don’t look back,” my dad urged me, turning my head away for me.

“Dad,” I choked. “Mom… she….”

“I know, baby girl. I know.” He stroked my hair as he continued helping me along. “Keep your focus on the immediate, okay? I know it’s hard. It’s just until we get clear.”

“Clear? Where are we… what’s…”

I had to be in shock, or everything was finally catching up to me, because I couldn’t think straight.

Everything was a whirlwind all around me, within me.

My dad’s voice carried through the night air as he said, “We’re going to disappear.”

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~Caleb~

One Week Later

I watched from the shadows as the unmarked black van pulled into King Manor.

The now extremely heavily-fortified estate.

After what had happened that night, Caspian had shored up security to the nth degree, expecting retribution to come in a most brutal and debilitating fashion from Elijah.

It hadn’t yet.

But that didn’t mean it wouldn’t.

Elijah was known for playing games with his prey before he devoured them.

Although, Caspian King had never been anybody’s prey and the measures he’d put in place would ensure that wouldn’t come to pass. He would be safe. He had a whole army protecting him.

Besides, he wasn’t the one who really needed protecting.

No, that fell to Bastian.

And I’d ensured he’d get that now.

When he’d woken up after sleeping that drug off from that brutal night, he’d lost it. Not just what getting shot up with that shit had awakened full-force in him, which was bad enough, but finding out that Skylar had disappeared.

He’d left our home and gone on a bender, disappearing too into the underbelly of the city. With Caspian’s resources taxed at the time with cleaning up the massive mess and complications of that night, he hadn’t been able to track him quickly enough before Bastian had slipped off the grid.

So I’d stepped in.

I’d found him in my unorthodox and highly illegal way.

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