Page 99 of Love Bites Hard

I hesitated a moment.

I couldn’t feel the effects of my own magic, or my sisters’. I didn’t know Corbin, either. I couldn’t say for sure how he would respond to the feel of my power.

But Porter knew it intimately, in a way no one else ever had or would.

And I trusted him.

So I tapped into the magic within me, and shoved it into the room. There was no ceremony or flourish—just a thick wave of siren magic.

Corbin groaned, and immediately lowered the knife.

Everyone else made similar noises.

The gun guys dropped their weapons. One started toward me.

The laptop chick leaned against the table she was set up on, arching her back and closing her eyes.

Corbin’s knife finally hit the floor.

The moment it did, Porter moved.

The sound of Corbin’s spine snapping behind me a moment later made me shudder, violently.

I was basically holding everyone down so he could kill them.

But considering the alternative was to let them kill me, participating was the best choice. I could deal with the mental fuckery of it after I was safe.

While Porter took down Corbin, Evan shifted his nails to claws and tore through the laptop chick’s throat, which made me think she was a bigger threat than I’d realized. The other guys had guns, even if their weapons were all on the floor.

Porter and Evan killed them just as fast, negating my theories about them being less of a threat.

Evan’s hands were covered in blood when he finally turned to Kim, who was leaning against the wall as she tried to fight my magic. Porter was still physically clean.

For a moment, I saw the uncertainty in Evan’s eyes.

He couldn’t kill his fiancée.

I knew Porter well enough to be sure he wouldn’t let his friend do that.

As expected, my mate set a hand on Evan’s shoulder. “I need to question her, to figure out if anyone else is involved. Can you free Izzy?”

Evan jerked his head in a nod.

“Release the magic, baby,”he murmured into my mind, meeting my gaze for a moment. The look in his eyes was intense, and full of emotions I couldn’t read with the space between us.“I’m sorry I’m not getting you out of that chair myself, but asking Evan to deal with her is a bad idea.”

“I get it. Thanks for coming after me.”

“Always.”

Porter made quick work of using Kim’s zip ties on her wrists and ankles, positioning her hands in a way that she couldn’t use her claws to get herself out.

She tried calling out to Evan for help a few times, but he ignored her.

His hands shook a little as he used his claws to carefully cut through the zip ties holding me to the chair. He pulled a little bit on one around my bicep, and I winced.

“Sorry,” he apologized quickly. “I?—”

“Don’t worry about it. This situation is really screwed up. I don’t expect you to have your shit together.”

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