Page 51 of Reign
“Not strong enough. But we have time. Where did Spade go?” she asks, and I shrug, looking around for him.
“Over there.” I point. “He’s sitting with the Cyprus brothers,” I say and she smiles.
“It’s really cool seeing another dynamic like ours. Makes it less weird,” she answers, and I laugh, dipping her.
“Are you calling us weird?” I ask, and she nods.
“Definitely am,” she says, resting her head against my chest.
“Tired baby? The night has just begun.” She looks up at me, and I lean down, pressing my lips against hers.
“Don’t you start. It’s hard enough to get into this dress,” she huffs, and I laugh.
“I can’t wait to see what’s under it.” I taunt, and her eyes light up. “Insatiable as always,” I grin as the song ends. My phone buzzes in my pocket once again as Dario steps in and takes my place.
Walking off the dance floor, I head for the bar to grab a drink, taking my phone out to see I have an email. Opening it, my eyes widen, and I grin.Finally!I head for the house, but something seems off. I don’t see any guards anywhere, and the hair on the back of my neck stands. I look around but catch nothing, so I keep walking and enter the garage and head right for my workroom. Unlocking it and opening the door, I go to the fridge and take out a few syringes. Slipping them into my pocket, I leave the same way I entered, locking the door behind me.
Exiting the garage, I notice the music has stopped and there’s shouting in the distance. Moving quickly towards the crowd, I stop in my tracks when I see who is pointing their weapons at my wife and father-in-law.Not fucking tonight!
Jade
We Reign
“I love you, Kitten. Thank you again for making me the happiest man alive,” he tells me, as we walk off the dance floor. Spade comes over and swoops me into his arms.
“I did it, Babygirl. I asked him and he said yes.” He cheers, making me giggle.
“Fuck yeah, Babyboy. I’m so happy for the two of you!” I say excitedly as we walk over to where my father is sitting with Lucille and Kane. I raise a brow but smile when I see Lucille blushing at whatever my father is telling her as his thumb rubs over the top of her hand.Interesting.
I clear my throat making my presence known and he looks up at me and smiles.
“Are you guys having a good time?” I ask, and he nods.
“I am,” he says and smiles at Lucille, which again makes her cheeks redden. I look over at Kane, who is on his phone, but he catches me staring at him and he quickly puts it away. Something catches my eyes and my head whips into thatdirection. I gasp, reaching for my pistols that are not at my chest and I curse as Dalton and Teagan get closer to us, pointing their guns at me and my father.
“Dad, incoming,” I whisper-shout, and Spade and Dario’s heads whip in my direction as my father stands.
“What do we owe the pleasure of you two this evening?” my father asks, and I step in front of him, but Spade pulls me back.
“I want what’s owed to me, Flynn,” Teagan says, and I roll my eyes.
“Nothing is owed to you,” he answers coolly, like he can’t be bothered with her, even though we both have guns pointed at us.
“That’s bullshit! It should have been me wearing the crown! You chose the wrong twin!” she yells, and I laugh.
“No, I chose right—you were never fucking worthy!” he growls, then coughs, taking a step towards her, but Dalton slowly starts to approach me, smirking at my father’s weakness, and then I see Jamie coming right for us. Dalton sees my eyes and spins, pointing the gun at his son.
“Hello, Puppet, did you forget to invite me to your wedding?” he asks, and Jamie growls.
“Guess it got lost in the mail.” He grins as I slowly reach for one of the knives from the table as Teagan points her gun at my head, causing Spade and Dario to growl behind me.
“Again, Teagan, dear, what do you want? Do you really think I will allow you to leave here alive?” he asks, and she points the gun back at him with shaky hands as Jamie keeps Dalton busy.We need to kill both of them. It’s my motherfucking wedding day and I’m not letting them ruin it.
“Breathe, Kitten,” Dario whispers.
“Yeah, Babygirl. Think before you get yourself hurt,” Spade says in my other ear as I try to center myself, thinking of a way I can get my hands bloody.
“I want the two of you dead. That’s what I fucking want,” she says, and he laughs, then coughs again.
