Page 177 of Ruthless Kings of Havoc

Kian. Does he know Kian and Arlo?

“We’ll come to you,” there’s his urgent voice, and I hear shuffling in the background. “Coordinates.”

“West training facility. Where the fight club is hosted.”

There’s a long silence.

“A car will be there in a minute. Get Gemini there.”

“Got it.”

He doesn’t hesitate to lift me into his arms and stand in one swift movement.

“Don’t get queasy on me, Pigtails. This shirt is expensive,” he huffs, as though I’m a nuisance.

“You know, I’m very tempted to just…” I begin, but the moment he starts moving, I feel exactly that.

Nauseous as fuck.

“Nope. Abort mission. The world is spinning.”

“Side effect,” he mutters but doesn’t slow down.

It honestly feels like he’s moving faster.

“B-But…” I stop talking because I’m scared the next set of words won’t be anything but projectile vomiting.

“Almost,” he urges, only to turn a corner and crash right into something.

Or someone?

“What the fuc?—”

The way my entire body chills over at the familiar deep but angry-laced voice proves I’m not hallucinating. Out of all the fucking times, this was the moment we had to crash into the man I wish to murder with my bare hands.

If only it was fucking legal.

“Marcus? What… why the fuck is Iva in your arms? What’s wrong with her?”

“I’m going to find out if you’re not in my way, Domino. Move!”

We swing to one side, but we crash into the mass again.

“Fuck! Domino? Are you stupid?”

“Why are you helping this slutty bitch?”

Ugh… not now…

“We’re dealing with an emergency, and you’re asking stupid questions?”

“She’s OUR enemy!” Domino snarls.

“She’s YOUR enemy! I never fucking said I was a part of whatever feud bullshit you’re going through.”

“She’s the reason why I lost my title!”

“She’s the reason you’re not fucking dead or better yet, in jail after you fucking left her on the ice,” Marcus snaps.

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