Her Fate

[Serenity’s POV]

I stare in disbelief as the seriousness of the situation hits me. We had a lead. We had an actual lead toward where to find the one who started all of this, but it wasn’t without a sacrifice.

“Where is Aunt Elise?” I ask quietly. “Why wasn’t she with him?”

“That,” Uncle William begins, his expression falling as hurt appears in his eyes. “The boy hasn’t fully said.”

“Then make him!” I snap, moving forward and moving around the three men who stand in the middle of my room.

As I move, I can hear protests, but I don’t stop; I continue to move until I find Forrest sitting in the living room, looking lost and confused. However, when he hears my approach, his gaze turns toward me, and hope flashes in his eyes.

“You,” he says, jumping up and grabbing me. “You can…”

He doesn’t get to finish his words before a snarl rips through the air and hands grab me, pulling me into a strong chest.

“Don’t touch her,” Maverick growls, his voice dripping with venom.

For a moment, Forrest doe