Chapter 52

Amelia

“Nico” I hear the awe in my own voice at the sight before me, I don’t even care about the bloody body lying on top of me. Nico, his eyes sharp gives me that wry little smile that he reserves only for me. I’m in shock “Nico how?” It’s barely a whisper.

He winks at me, actually fucking winks, “I’m a brilliant strategist my love, now let’s get the fuck out of here!” I’m still too shocked to move, my mind races with all the things I have seen him endure and not once, not one flinch, not one glimmer of emotion, I am simply astounded at his endurance and strength of will. No one and I mean no one would have doubted he was gone, hell I didn’t.

“Amelia later we need to go now!” His voice is filled with urgency and snaps me back into the moment. He rifles in Lucien’s pockets and I look at him my question clear in my eyes “Keys” he simply states and then his hands go up in the air in frustration. Nothing in his pockets, Damian is clearly as paranoid as ever he will have the ke