Page 217 of Blood and Ruin: The Complete Series

This is where he kept her, in this… cell of a room. I hate it. I hate that she was here, where it’s dark and cold, and all alone.

I glance at the machine, the one that fucking electrocuted her, and lose it. My veins burn with the violence thrashing through me. I need an outlet. Something to burn through the twisting storm gathering inside me.

“Let’s burn it.” I look at Jax, seeing him in a similar state. His fists are clenched by his side as he stares at the machine.

Jax turns to me, his eyes full of rage as he holds back a shift. His eyes glow as his cool blue flames slides up his arms.

“Burn it, Luka. Burn it all.” His guttural voice breaks, and it’s the last straw before I let go.

My red flames take flight and span out, heading straight toward the machine, blowing it up on impact.

I move to the table, doing the same, before I scorch the room completely. Pulling my flames back, I glance around the room at my handy work, my shadow wolf appeased by the destruction.

Once the machine has melted and is nothing but a metal mess on the floor, I turn to Jax. “Let’s keep looking.”

Jax nods his head as if on autopilot, both of us thinking the worst the longer we go without finding her.

Moving back through the halls, we come across more dead guards and creatures, some fucking terrifying-looking, but all dead.

We move up back up the staircase and head in the opposite direction, finding nothing but more dead bodies and creatures. I’m about to turn around when I catch something moving out of the corner of my eye. I glance at Jax before we head straight for it.

Moving closer, we see it’s a dark-haired guy holding a body in his arms.

A very familiar body.

We speed up, my wolf wanting out… wanting to rip this guy apart for touching her… for hurting her.

“Get yourdamnhands off my mate!” My wolf pushes forward, wanting to break his hand for daring to touch what’s ours.

The guy’s head whips up, his eyes widening when he sees us coming. He raises a hand, his other still touching Kiarra.

A low warning growl slips from my lips the closer I get to my new prey.

“Hey, hey.” As if sensing he isn’t going to get anywhere with us, he gently places Kiarra down on the floor and steps back, holding his palms up.

“She passed out after she…” He glances around at the destruction around us. “After she did this.”

His words slowly filter through the red haze, making us pause. Jax gives me a confused look, one I share with him as I kneel and pull Kiarra into my arms.

Checking her pulse, I feel it slow but steady. The dread and fear slowly leave my tense body. I look up, giving Jax a nod, telling him she’s okay… at least physically.

“Who are you?”

The guy shakes his head. “No one… just another prisoner.”

Jax gently picks up her hand, holding it tight. “Kiarra, did all this?”

The guy, demon by the smell of it, nods his head. “I don’t know how, but it just… exploded out of her.”

I share a look with Jax. That black smoke and destruction was her…But how?

I glance down at her face, so at peace, so innocent-looking, you wouldn’t think something so fragile looking could cause such destruction.

Not that it matters to me.

She could destroy this whole island, and I wouldn’t give a fuck.

“Fuck them,” Jax says, voicing my thoughts while staring at Kiarra as if she’s the most precious thing in this world. And he’d be right.

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