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Silas lifted his hand stopping Gabe and Jude as they lunged. “No.” He sucked in a hard breath. “He’ll only hurt you.” Before he leveled his stare on the man in front of him. “You wouldn’t understand.”
Carven eased his hold and straightened. “Try me.”
Chapter Sixteen
SILAS
“Don’t mom.”She moaned. “Don’t tell them.”
I jerked my gaze toward her. “What the Hell did you say?”
Carven was fucking dangerous, but in this moment I didn’t care. I pushed past him, heading for her, then stopped staring at her. She had that glazed goddamn stare once more. Where she was here in body, but not in her head. I knew she saw him…the bastard responsible for my parents murder.
Sweat beaded across her forehead as she unleashed a moan and rocked forwards.
“Don’t.” She shook her head, then slammed her fists against the side of her head with a thud.“Don’t tell them anything!”
I stood over her, watching her beat herself senseless. I shouldn’t care…I didn’t care. A pang of agony tore across my chest with the thought, until Gabe strode forward and dropped to his knees beside her.
“Hey.” He grabbed her fist as she swung once more. “Stop, Angel.Please!”
She looked up as he pulled her against him and that unfocused stare fixed on me. Terror found her at that moment. Her eyes widened as she shook her head. “Don’t make me do this. They’ll never understand. They’ll never.”
My gut clenched with her pleas.
She saw him in me.
Whoever this bastard was.
Never understand what?
“We need to get her to the shrink.” Carven murmured.
I turned as he strode toward my brother. Fear punched through me. I’d seen this bastard take on two men three times his size…and leave their dead bodies behind. Killing machines, someone once called him and his brother. Cold, detached killing machines.
Seeing them then and now here, I was inclined to agree.
But he never even noticed Gabe sitting there, just knelt, slid one hand under my sister’s knees and wrapped the other around her back before rising with her in his arms.
I was moving before I knew it, striding forward to bend down and grab his arm, stilling him cold. “Don’t.”
Carven slowly shifted his gaze, first to my hand clenched around his arm, then to meet my stare. “If you don’t move your fucking hand I’ll tear it from your goddamn body. You have no idea what shit you’ve waded into here.”
My pulse boomed with fear and it had little to do with the threat of maiming me…but of what this goddamn place was.
My hold eased, then fell away. He carried her with the utmost respect as he headed for the doorway.
“Where the Hell is he taking her?” Gabe scurried to stand, jerking that panicked glare my way.
“Hell if I know.” I made for the door and headed after him, leaving my brothers to follow.
We made it back out of the front door where my car was parked. But Carven didn’t even look that way, just headed for the far end of the building and around the ruins of what looked like the aftermath of an explosion.
I followed until I saw the black Explorer. The locks disengaged with a thud. He was shifting Angelica in his arms, yanking open the rear door before he gently eased her inside.
“Owned. I’m owned.” She murmured.
Carven froze with her words, before he gently eased her legs inside and closed the door.
