Clara Bennett
“Ryder!” I screamed as I heard the sounds of fighting echoing down the hallway. My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it might burst out of my chest. I pulled against the chains again, the metal biting into my already raw wrists. “Let me go! Please!”
Victor stood in the doorway, watching me with that cold, satisfied smile. “He’s here. Just like I planned. Now you have a choice to make, Clara. Help me take him down, or watch him die trying to save you.”
Tears streamed down my face as I shook my head. “I can’t. I won’t betray him again. Not like this.”
The sounds of the fight grew louder — gunshots, growls, the crash of bodies hitting walls. I could hear Ryder’s voice roaring my name, full of pain and rage. He was hurt. I knew he was hurt. And he was still coming for m
