Page 225 of Unravelling The Beast

She looks up at me, her big eyes searching mine, and she remains silent for a moment as we stare at one another before she finally decides to respond.

“When you were knocked unconscious in the car crash that night, I reached for your gun to protect us, and as one of the guys leaned down to peek inside the car and..."

She screws her eyes shut, turning her face away, before continuing quietly.

"I blew his face off.”

My eyebrows rise in surprise, but when I come to my senses, I take her chin into my hand and force her to look up at me before talking to her seriously.

“You did what you needed to do; do you understand me? You didn’t do anything fucking wrong. He was a threat and you knew it.”

She gives a small nod, and when I release her chin, I lift the gun, offering it to her again. When she glances down at it and cautiously takes it into her right hand, I move around her until I am behind her again, and I lean down to her ear, resting my hands on the small of her waist.

“Take it in both hands, elevate your arms, and aim it forward. Rest your finger on the trigger, focus, and pull it when your eyes and the barrel are set on the target.”

I gaze at her side profile and observe as she takes a deep breath, preparing herself, and when she fires the trigger, my eyes are drawn to the target to see where she hit.

A smirk creeps across my lips when I see she has in fact hit one of the targets; it’s not perfect, but she fucking hit it. I return my eyes to her side profile and observe as she pants ever so slightly.

“Did that turn you the fuck on?”

She smiles before turning her head and looking at my smirking lips. I move my face closer to hers and forcefully whisper against her plump lips.

“It did fucking me; you’re just as sexy with my gun as you are with my knife.”

I kiss her on the lips firmly before biting down on her bottom lip and inserting my tongue deep into her mouth with a growl in my throat, feeling extremely aroused.

When I break away and stare into her lust-filled eyes, I declare while my teeth are clenched.

“Again!”

I take a step back and observe as she shoots, practically hitting every target while aiming forward and repeating until the magazine is empty.

When she’s finished, Jasper shouts from afar.

“Fuck, she’s not bad at all!”

My focus shifts to Jasper, who has been observing us from a distance, and I give a head gesture.

“Fill a mag; it’s your turn.”

I take the gun from Wren’s hand and shove it into the back of my jeans before holding onto the top of her arm and pulling her back from where Jasper is shooting.

I stand behind her as Jasper starts, and I lean in, wrapping my hands across her stomach where our baby is growing, and she embraces me by placing her arms around mine.

I rest my chin on her shoulder while we watch, and I begin to speak.

“You might find yourself in a scenario where you have to protect our baby, Cree, and even yourself one day. Whatever happens, Wren, you must never fucking hesitate. This is our way of life; now it's yours too, but I have total faith in you to be strong.”

She gives a small, silent nod as she stares ahead, and after a brief silence, she speaks.

“Cree asked if I was your girlfriend today after seeing us kissing in the kitchen.”

I turn my head and look at her from the side.

“And what did you say?”

She sighs before she responds.

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