Page 25 of Kiss the Dawn
“Dammit!” Lorenzo yelled as they rushed me.
I was ready to fight even though logic told me that if they attacked me as a unit, I’d fail, but they were plucked off their feet one by one and flung toward the bridge before they could get to me. Only one made it.
He charged me like a bull. I smashed the hilt of my blade against his head, then smashed my knee into his face when he doubled over.
“Orina, get back in the vehicle!” Lorenzo yelled.
The hunters were on their feet and headed straight for us once more. Seven left now. “You can’t take them on alone.”
“Yes. I can!” he yelled. I was thrown back toward our ride. “Go!”
The door behind me opened, and Rodney yanked me inside.
Fuck! I climbed into the driver’s cab in time to seeLorenzo hit the hunters with another sweep of power and snap a neck.
The wind whipped at his blazer and hair as he moved his arms in fluid motions, making a strange pattern that created pulses of power, snaring the hunters and keeping them at bay while he picked them off one by one.
But the jets of power were getting weaker, pushing the hunters only a fraction of the distance that they were a moment ago.
I gripped the seat tightly. “He’s losing steam.”
“He can do this,” Rodney said with confidence. “I shouldn’t have let you out there.”
“I managed to take out three of them, so?—”
Movement on the bridge above caught my eye, and my stomach dropped as two men jumped off it and ran toward the fight.
“Lorenzo, watch out!”
Chapter 9
Irushed to the exit, but Rodney called out to stop me.
“They’re helping! They’re fighting with Mr Crescent.”
The newcomers were indeed attacking the hunters, working with Lorenzo not against him.
One had blue hair; the other had a neck tattoo. Both were powerfully built and delivered knockout blows to the hunters, allowing Lorenzo to finish them off with his neck twist move.
The attackers fell quickly, and one tried to escape, but the blue-haired guy ran and tackled him around the waist, bringing him to the ground, where he pummeled him into the earth, his fist like a battering ram to the bastard’s face.
The aggression in that move had my stomach tightening with caution. These men were dangerous.
The fight was over in a couple of minutes, and the three men stood chatting amidst the strewn bodies of the half-blood fae hunters as if they’d met on a fucking stroll.
What were they talking about? “Open the door, Rodney.”
He obliged, and I jumped out then jogged toward them.
They turned as I approached.
“Ah, Orina,” Lorenzo said. “It seems our friends are headed in the same direction as us. Down the Gateway Road.”
I smiled and nodded in their direction. “Thanks for the assist.”
“No problem,” Neck Tatts said. “Name’s Levi, and this is Curi.” He jerked a thumb toward the blue-haired, angry-looking guy responsible for all the face pummeling.
“So what’s on the Gateway Road for you two?”
