. Serena put a hand on the ve

er teeth. She landed in a crouch on top of a mass

rise rippled th

nished into the mass of writhing bodies. She ripped the platinum wig

ough the noise. He was moving, pushing t

cked. Preston was standing th

over. She ne

ll, commanding, radiating an aura that ma

n from the fil

aces, his eyes narrow

t away from hi

chest. It was like h

ipping her waist to steady her. Her wais

sped, pitching

ight beam toward them. "

the silver mask, locked with his. Th

e," she w

s. She grabbed his lap

her lips a

He expected a fight, a weapon. He didn'

He couldn't. Her mouth wa

e safest place is on the enemy. She slipped t

ng his flashlight. "Mr. S

ulian Sterling when

for a second, her forehead resting a

me," she murmure

s line of sight, and ducked into the service

raised a hand to his li

cket. His fingers brus

hless. "Sir? Are you

hoved it back down. A slow, dark smile spre

said. "I'm

asking if they

Julian said. "

rick wall, gasping for air. Her heart was ha

ed up. "

said. "But I have

's face burning behind her lids. High che

, sliding d

" Jax

nch-kissed