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TRINITY

“The fucking Matteis empire is mine!” Axel roared louder as if we didn’t hear the idiot the first time.

Still, I shuddered at his words, at the clash of the two guards fighting with Viper and Aspen, at Shadow flat on the floor bleeding to death.

I kept wiping my tears with the edge of my shoulder while my hands pressed down on the wound in his chest. My insides turned to liquid while agony burned through my chest and pierced my heart as I watched Shadow growing weaker, groaning with pain, and I couldn’t do a thing about it.

My pulse raced through my veins that I’d lose him like this, and I struggled for breath.

Jet black hair stuck to the sides of his face from perspiration and blood. His face was pale, and he looked so lost. This powerful man wasn’t supposed to be on the floor, suffering like this.

“Hold on, Shadow. I’ll get you help very soon.”

I jerked my head up to the chaos consuming the room. We’d come to speak with Shadow’s great-grandfather at his mansion after he asked for our audience, but I didn’t expect Shadow’s cousin, Axel, to kill the old man. I stared at him… Don, the mafia boss of the Shchavlev family, sprawled face down on the floor of his study with a knife sticking out from his back, blood soaking into his suit jacket.

The big man so many feared had been taken out by one of his own in a heartbeat. Nothing was secure in this world. The higher you rose, the more people wanted to tear you down and take your place. Cruelty lived in most people’s hearts rather than loyalty, but I felt no pity for men like him or my mafia leader. They could all go to Hell.

My focus returned to Shadow, his piercing blue eyes locked on me, and it killed me to see his agony. Heartache roared through me like a tsunami, rising to the surface, and my tears fell quicker, no matter how much I tried to blink them away. My throat thickened, but I couldn’t be weak in front of him. He needed to see me strong. His breaths grew raspy, and his hard jaw clenched. My gorgeous Alpha was fighting for his life.

“Hold on,” I murmured. My chest was on fire with each inhale, but I kept placing pressure on his wound. Ripping off my blouse as I wore a tank top underneath, I bunched it up and frantically pressed it on his wound. I didn’t know much about gun wounds, but I knew enough to stop the bleeding before I lost him. My hands were shaking furiously.

Shit, we should have known our visit to his mafia family would backfire. We shouldn’t have come. I glanced over my shoulder to see the men were still fighting. And wait, was Axel wiping the hilt of his knife on Don’s back. Fury rose through me as it was clear what he was going to do.

I moved to get up, to stop him, to do something, but Shadow snatched my arm, his grip weak.

Leaning forward, I whispered with a trembling voice, “You’re going to be okay, I promise. Even if I must take out the bullet myself and stitch you back up, I am not letting you die on me. No way is my Alpha dying on me.” Desperation moved through me, hungry and sharp, tearing at my chest. “We need a doctor,” I called out, unsure who heard me, but panic was coming over me like wildfire, destroying me.

I wiped the perspiration running down the side of his face, every inch of me shaking harder.

“Trinity,” he croaked, his eyes flaring open as he groaned in pain, attempting to push himself upright, then collapsing with a growl.

“Don’t move,” I pleaded, my forced smile wavering. I couldn’t hold it together. “We have to stop the bleeding.”

Someone suddenly grabbed me brutishly by the back of my neck, fingers squeezing tightly, and ripped me away from Shadow.

I yelped from the sharpness biting into my muscles across my shoulders, from how roughly they hauled me across the room, my legs fighting to gain leverage.

Screaming, I kicked back, but I missed and found myself being swung around to face Shadow’s cousin, Axel. At first sight, I had considered him handsome with those deep blue eyes and dark, cropped hair, and he had the same captivating features as Shadow. It ran in the Matteis family line. Now, as I glared at him, I only saw the monster he was.

“What’s a little thing like you doing with these three maggots?”

His filthy grimace only made me angrier, and I shoved him, beating my fist on the arm locked around mine.

“Let go of me!” I yelled in his face. A growl caught in my throat from the anger that poured through me from the heartbreak. Before I knew it, I was swinging my fists at the asshole. “You got Shadow shot, you fucking bastard!”

His nose scrunched, then he snatched my throat before swinging me around to face the room. He pressed his chest flush to my back, his hard cock against my ass. The fucker was getting off on this. Hot, stale breath washed over my cheek as his mouth grazed my ear.

“I can smell your heat. It’s so ripe. I could lick it all, and you’d beg me for more.”

“Fuck you,” I hissed against the tightness of his hand around my throat. “You touch me, and I’ll kill you as easily as you murdered your own flesh and blood.” My gaze fell on Don once more, then shifted to Viper and Aspen, pounding fists into the guards, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before they’d win. Except my Shadow. Fuck… he was so pale now, bleeding heavily. Dread wormed through my gut, driving the air from my lungs, only letting me draw short, shallow breaths.

He’d managed to place a hand over his wound, my bunched-up shirt having slipped off the wound. Blood spilled through his fingers. God, I’d never seen so much blood.

Please, don’t die.

My chest clenched, and a cry stifled in my throat as Axel tightened his grip. I shoved against him, needing to get to Shadow, to help him.

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