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"Well, well, the tables have turned, huh?" he said gleefully, getting more smug by the second. "Didn’t think you were the begging type. Do you really think that I'll fall for that now?"
"Fall for what?" I questioned, trying to look as innocent as possible.
"You had your chance," Henry said as he pulled out a light and walked towards my curtains. Without a single hint of hesitation, he set them ablaze. "No one can save you now."
Then he walked out of the front door.
“No!” I screamed, my voice a painful rasp by the end.
This couldn’t be happening.
I watched on in horror as the flames caught on my boho laced curtains, the acrid stench making my eyes burn.
“Help!” I screamed, repeating it over and over until I was coughing as smoke filled the space. Everything burned, from my lungs to my eyes, and that wasn’t even accounting for the growing heat.
My cabin was small enough that the flames caught quickly, spreading from the counters, licking up to the ceiling that was turning black under the growing blaze. As it moved to the island where the meat was resting, I had a brief thought that the meat would be to Jackson’s liking.
Everything was happening in slow motion, as if my brain slowed down to keep me from freaking out.
The flames crept closer, edging toward me as if slithering over the floor. My body was wracked with coughs as my skin started to sting. It didn’t start slow, but flared to life like the flames themselves.
My screams started again, loud and feral, laced in pure agony. My lungs hurt the most and my vision was starting to fade for the second time tonight.
Screams echoed out as loud thuds hit the doors and windows, shaking the already blazing cabin.
“Dani!” I didn’t know who said it, the voice too distorted. All I knew was that someone had found me.
I just hoped it was the right person.
CY
Rough hands yanking me finally helped me fight through my consciousness. My head throbbed, especially my left temple. My eye was swollen and I could barely open it.
What the fuck happened?
I remembered helping set up the patio then going inside. Griff was looking for something but we didn’t make it far when we saw…
Dani.
She fell and so did Jackson. One after the other like morbid dominoes, hitting the floor even though there was nothing in sight.
Then my own eyes rolled back as whatever dropped them, hit me.
Flashing lights and dancing orange heat filled the night, but my mind was too groggy to catch up completely. Even still, my mind worked faster than my body, it seemed.
“Cy! Wake up!” Someone was patting my cheek now, rough. “Get it together, your omega needs you!” This time it was a bark.
As if the command jolted me out of the daze, Holt’s face came into view. He looked relieved when my eyes focused finally.
“There you are. Fuck, I was worried the CO got you,” he said, voice raspier than I remembered.
“What?” I questioned before I saw the blazing cabin behind him. “Dani! Griff! Jackson!” My words burst out of me until I was coughing, my chest and lungs burning fiercely as I fought Holt’s hold.
“Everyone’s out. We got them. Go to the ambulance, Cy, but I need to warn you… Dani was closest to the fire,” he said solemnly.
My eyes widened and I swear I stopped breathing as I stumbled over to the paramedics, trying to figure out if I could feel anyone in the bond.
It was silent. Eerily so.
