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Two new guards darted into the room, bullets flying.

Fuck!

Daniel was already weaving through the plants to come up behind them and leapt onto one of their backs, throwing an arm around his throat, and both of them collapsed into the bushes.

The other one was coming right for Trinity, who had her back to him.

Terror struck me, and I lunged after Trinity, needing to protect her.

Nineteen

TRINITY

An inexplicable rush of impending doom came over me.

Before I could process the chaos spreading out in the greenhouse, Shadow suddenly lunged at me, shoving me out of the way with such force that I stumbled and fell. A sharp cry spilled past my lips as I collided with a potted plant, pain radiating from my hip bone.

What the fuck!

Not that I thought he pushed me with ill intent, so as I twisted back around, I spotted a hulking man barrelling down toward me from the doorway. My heart leapt into my throat, desperate for escape.

Fueled by fright, I scrambled to my feet and recoiled from the charging man just as Shadow darted past me in a blur of motion. He tackled the huge man with savagery, knocking him to the floor with several intense punches.

Panic set in as the situation spiraled out of control, but I had no clue how to get out of there.

The sound of someone whimpering had me stiffening, and I scanned the area, thinking about Frannie. I tracked her huddling by a chaise lounge in a dark corner, the sound of bullets whizzing past. I hunched down.

Fuck. Fuck.

Fear clenched my gut. My Alphas were all fighting, blood, grunts, and bullets flying, narrowly missing us. Deafening gunfire flooded the glasshouse, the battle reaching a fever pitch while my men fought brutally, beaten and bleeding.

Glass shattered as a guard flew into a shelf that tumbled over, throwing pots everywhere. I took the chance to get to Frannie, attempting to navigate an impossible battleground. She remained in her corner, tears streaming down her cheeks, and my heart hurt for her.

A shadow fell over me. I flinched backward just as Aspen darted past me and plummeted into a garden of flowers. Rolling over, he shoved himself back to his feet, blood pouring from a gash on his temple, his shirt ripped, hair wild.

He glanced at me, his frown morphing into a momentary grin as he blew me a kiss. “Lie low, little Omega. Get out of the line of fire.”

A guard hurled himself toward Aspen but seeing me, pivoted in an awkward twist and came right at me. Heaving like a bear, he raised his gun, aiming it at my face with an icy, unfeeling stare. My breath caught in my throat, and my world froze. All the love I’d found recently flashed before my eyes and how quickly I could lose it all in a second’s decision.

Just as fast as he aimed the gun at me, Aspen tackled the brute, throwing him down while another guard leapt on top of Aspen, followed by Daniel. Where earlier we had four guards still standing and fighting, now there were more. Axel and Shadow were in a fistfight, throwing each other around, and my father was commanding his guards to take out Viper, who took that as a challenge. With so many guards, all the fighting was tearing down the greenhouse.

Retreating from the bedlam where I could barely make out my men amid the savagery, my heart hurt. Amid the mess, I spotted Viper hitting back as good as he got, punching and kicking, a blade glinting in his grip as he jabbed it into one guy’s chest.

I swallowed hard, reminding myself we were in survival mode. Going to get Frannie to get her out of here, I scanned the place for dropped guns I could use to help my men.

I kept a close eye on my father, the monster who was the biggest danger. His capacity for cruelty and his savage desire to gain control over me, to sell me, was horrifying. He moved toward me, his actions calculated, eyes locked on me like a predator stalking its prey.

The hairs on my arms rose.

When the battle swallowed him back up, drawing his attention from me, I sprinted around the chaos, making my way toward Frannie, who watched me with wide, frantic eyes. I shoved aside a garden chair in my path, struggling to breathe with the fear suffocating me.

With my attention swinging to the fight, then Frannie, the toe of my shoe got caught on an uneven brick in the path. I hit the floor hard on my hands and knees, a whirlwind of panic coming at me that I’d been jumped on and captured.

Glancing over at the fight, my insides twisted when my gaze clashed with my father. He towered over a kneeling Viper, a hand fisting his hair, a gun pointed at the back of his head.

Both men were staring at me, my heart quivering at seeing the cold-hard terror behind Viper’s eyes. He wasn’t an Alpha who showed fear often, but right then, he was petrified.

Tears pricked my eyes as my heart slammed into my chest, each beat echoing in the empty space between my ribs. My father was going to kill Viper and enjoy every second of torturing me. Getting to my feet, my stomach hurt.

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