Page 34 of Bratva Beast

Thane yells my name.

I pop up and rush toward them. “Where the fuck is Isabella? Who’s with her?”

He shakes his head. “She’s fine. We left her at the penthouse.”

The color drains from Saxon’s face as his head pivots around the room, noticing the dead and dying bodies on the floor. “Where are the rest of Aguilar’s men?”

Thane scans the room. “Fuck. He’s sent a dozen to your place.”

I slam my body into Thane. “Should anything happen to her or my child, I’ll kill you. Blood or not.”

He has the wisdom to frown. “I’m on it.” He dials on his phone as we run to their SUV. I glance to see someone has slit my driver’s throat. No promotion for you.

ISABELLA

I finish my sandwich, and as I put my plate into the sink, a noise catches my attention. The brothers have been gone for thirty minutes or so and my phone buzzes. “Hello?”

“Isabella.”

“Papa? What’s wrong?”

“Get in Cynric’s panic room now. They’re coming for you.”

“Who’s coming for me, and what panic room?”

“Cynric’s office is a panic room. Step inside the room and put your hand on the bookcase. Pull the eight by ten photo aside and touch the keypad with your palm and the doors will shut. The room is designed to withstand nearly anything. You’ll be safe.”

I step inside and touch photo of a black wolf and doors come together from each side of the room. The doors slam shut with a crash. “Shit.”

“You shouldn’t swear. You’re carrying my grandson.”

I put my hand on my chest. “You do realize, she could be a girl.”

“You’d never do that to Cynric.”

“Papa. Men determine the sex of the fetus. If it’s a boy, Cynric did it to me.”

He chuckles. “Are you safe?”

“Yes. I’m standing inside the door.”

“Touch your palm to the electronic pad. Now type in your father’s birthdate. You’re activating the security protocols for the penthouse.”

I sit down at Cynric’s desk. “Are Cynric and his brothers okay?”

“That I don’t know. Cynric called before, thinking Aguilar was setting him up. That appears to be true. His brothers were supposed to stay with you. A breakdown in behavior we will soon address. Where’s Mrs. Belova?”

“She has a cold, and we didn’t want me to catch it, so Cynric sent her home earlier.”

“So, it’s just you in the penthouse?”

“Yes, Papa.”

“Hit the red switch by the computer screens. They should power up.”

I move the switch, and the monitors begin to hum.

“What do you see?”

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