Page 62 of Shark 2

“I’m going,” I said and headed towards the door. No matter what happened to me, I would give my life to protect my grumpy, adopted father who did more for me than my birth parents ever had.

Grant grabbed my arm, stopping me. “You don’t know what’s happened. We need to talk to your sisters before?—”

“My father may be in trouble,” I said, my mouth widening to show more of my teeth. “I am going to go check on him.”

“What if Zyran and Zara are injured because Roman bespelled Silver and?—”

“I’m going,” I said and jerked my arm free. “You can come with me or you can stay, but you will not stop me.”

Grant scowled at me, clearly fighting with himself on what to do.

“Just go with her,” Jong-min said. “We’ll call if the twins wake up and we get more information.”

“Fine,” Grant agreed.

“Love, please stay safe,” Jong-hyun said.

“Don’t do anything stupid,” Jong-min added.

I saluted them and ran out of the restaurant with Grant at my side.

The city was unnervingly quiet, much more so than normal for this time of night.

Grant noticed it, too. “Where is everyone?”

“I was wondering that as well,” I admitted. “All that matters is getting to Silver as soon as possible.”

“Let me fly us there, it’ll be faster,” he said, shifting into his dragon form. He grabbed me gently in one of his claws, and flew up into the sky.

I yelped and clung to his foot. Flying was my least preferable mode of transportation.

Though, as I looked below us, it did give me a great vantage point to see the town and it’s incredibly empty streets. Where was everyone?

Grant shifted as we were landing, causing me to fall for a brief period of time.

I screamed and flailed my arms, but he caught me a few milliseconds later.

After setting me on my feet outside of the bar, I looked around, taking in the destruction.

There was a huge hole in the wall, tables and chairs broken and scattered inside as well as outside.

Walking into the bar, we found the destruction was even worse.

“What happened here?” Grant asked as he pulled a broken pool stick out of the wall.

“Silver?” I called. “Silver, are you here?” There was some blood on the floor, but not a lot.

Heading around the bar, my eyes widened at the pool of blood there. Hurrying into the back, I threw open his office door and gasped.

Silver sat, bound in chains, his war ax in his left hand, blood dripping down his face from a deep cut on the top of his skull, and a snarl on his face. “I’ll kill you all!” he screamed and struggled against the chains. “I will kill every woman in this city!”

My hands went to my mouth and I took a step back, startled to find the kind male, my father figure, in such a state.

Grant pulled me out of the office and shut the door. “He’s clearly been put under a spell by Roman. I’m calling Theo.”

Wrapping my arms around myself, I took two steps farther back. Fighting against Silver was not a good idea. He was a warrior, after all, and had lots of battle experience. I mean, I had always wanted to fight him, but I also didn’t want to hurt him.

“Hurry over to Silver’s,” Grant said into the phone.

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