CHAPTER 44: THROUGH THE NEEDLES EYES

SERENA

Jared moved swiftly and sent a kick to the face of Drogo. The kick connecting perfectly sent him on his back. Not giving him breathing space, he proceeded with the right combination of punches, and also using his right hand, he stabbed him multiple times over with the silver dagger.

Drogo, not willing to pack down, threw his weight on Jared, punching him in the face, once, twice, and up to seven times in a row. For a moment, I thought he had offed Jared, as Jared lay lifeless on the ground.

Drogo made his way to me, trying to pull my neck, but as though the moon goddess had my prayers, Jared silently got up and walked toward Drogo, sending the silver dagger finely into his shoulder. He punched him on the jaw, then sent another punch to his cheeks, and finally, he kicked the dagger further down into his shoulder. Drogo fell there, bleeding, but his hands seemed to move.

“Get up!” Jared said as he stretched his hand out again to help me. There was no time to ask questions; I di