Tears streamed down Aurora's face as she watched Heath kneeling, blood gushing through his fingers. She screamed at Elowen, "Save him! Let him go! Don't you love him? Help him, for God's sake!"Elowen glanced at Heath and smirked. "Yeah, I love him. But he doesn't love me. If he won't love me, he might as well die. That way, he can't love anyone else either.""You're insane! Fucking psycho!" Aurora yelled, frantic.When she first met Elowen and Isabella, Aurora wasn't scared or terrified. To her, this was an inevitable war. She'd prepared herself for the worst - injury, mutual destruction, all of it. Even when Isabella kidnapped her, Aurora felt a twisted sense of pride. She'd pushed the high-and-mighty Whitmore girl to such extremes. It felt like a victory.But now, Aurora was terrified. She never imagined her vendetta, her hatred, those old blood debts would end up on Heath's shoulders. She could accept her own death as karmic payback for her past crimes and scheming. But she couldn
Heath slowly got to his feet. Even though he'd been quick earlier, snagging the chance to fire two shots while Isabella and Elowen were busy arguing with Aurora, Isabella's bullet to his gut was real. His stomach was still bleeding, and his face was scary pale.He clutched his wound with one hand, gun in the other, inching towards Aurora. His eyes were locked on Isabella behind her. That woman had messed with the love of his life - killing her wouldn't be overkill.Heath took two steps forward when Aurora suddenly yelled, "Stop! Don't come any closer!"Heath froze, staring at Aurora. She explained, "There's a bomb under the chair. Isabella rigged it."Isabella, still hiding behind Aurora, chuckled. "Heath, I just need to cut one wire and boom goes the dynamite. What do you think - your gun or my hand? Who's faster?"It was a lose-lose situation. A timed bomb was strapped under Aurora's chair. If Isabella yanked the wire, it'd blow instantly, even if the timer wasn't up. Aurora wouldn'
Aurora jumped up from her chair, and the countdown that had stopped suddenly started again, even faster than before. In the blink of an eye, it reached 15 seconds. The beeping sounded like a death sentence. Heath quickly sat back down, and the countdown returned to normal, ticking away second by second."It's a cluster bomb," he explained. "I cut the main fuse, but it triggered the submunitions. If we leave the chair now, at this countdown speed, it'll explode in about seven or eight seconds. I can't disarm it."Aurora stared at Heath sitting in the chair. He looked as dashing as when they first met, even covered in blood and dust. His brilliance couldn't be dimmed.Heath looked at Aurora and said, "Rory, I'll count to three, and then we'll run together. Can you make it for about fifteen seconds?"Aurora clutched her wounded leg and nodded. "Yes, I can do it!""Babe, everything will be fine," Heath reassured her. "One, two, three, run!"Aurora sprinted towards the warehouse exit with
After Eamon dropped Heath off at the hospital, the doctors rushed him straight into the ER. Lysander and Alaric were already on their way. No one could have imagined things would turn out like this so suddenly.When Eamon finally remembered about Aurora, she had already been missing for a night. He'd been so focused on Heath's critical condition that he assumed his men had brought Aurora to the hospital too. But he hadn't seen her, and no one else had either. That's when it hit him - he'd lost her.Losing Aurora was a big deal, to say the least. Even if Heath woke up fine, he'd probably have a fit when he found out Eamon had lost her.Eamon immediately sent people to search, even checking Dominic's company. They couldn't find Dominic or Aurora. Eamon realized Dominic must have taken her.When Aurora hazily woke up, she was disoriented to see Dominic by her bedside instead of Heath. Even with his drop-dead gorgeous face, Aurora couldn't care less. All she wanted was Heath.Sitting up,
Dominic felt like a complete loser. Even in this situation, he was still trying to put Aurora down gently to avoid hurting her. Meanwhile, Aurora gripped the knife handle tightly and asked, "You think I'd go with you just because you blew up Heath?"Dominic held onto Aurora's hand, trying to stop her from pushing harder. He took a sharp breath and said, "You haven't changed a bit... still as ruthless as ever."Aurora suddenly yanked the knife out and grabbed an ashtray from the table, smashing it over Dominic's head. He instantly blacked out. Aurora immediately called for help, and when the servants rushed in, they found her curled up on the floor, crying and clutching her stomach in pain. They knew she was pregnant, and seeing all the blood and two unconscious people, they frantically called for an ambulance.As soon as they got to the hospital, Aurora snuck away. She dashed to the nurse's station and asked breathlessly, "Do you have a patient named Heath Fairbank? He was brought in
Aurora's eyes were terrifying. In that moment, she tore away all pretense. She was no longer the sweet granddaughter of the Whitmore family. She was Olivia, a ghost risen from the dead, a demon returned from hell!Isabella stared at her, fear creeping in. Perhaps Aurora really would kill her. She didn't want to die—even being locked up by Dominic was preferable to death! But surely Aurora wouldn't actually kill her? She'd go to prison for murder!Aurora smiled coldly. "You think I wouldn't dare kill you? Isabella, according to the police report, you died in an explosion by the sea. No body was found. You don't exist anymore. If I kill you, no one will ever know!""You... you wouldn't!" Isabella shrank back, wincing at the pain in her thigh.Aurora reached out to Eamon, who hesitated. He wasn't sure if this was what Heath would want. Was it right to let Aurora's hands be stained with blood?"Eamon," Aurora said firmly, "give me the gun."Eamon looked at her uncertainly. "Aurora, let me
Aurora couldn't tell if it was the pregnancy or something else, but her emotions were all over the place lately. She'd wake up in the middle of the night, tears streaming down her face for no apparent reason. Deep down, she knew it was because she missed Heath so much. He was lying in that hospital bed, stable but showing no signs of waking up.She'd finally broken free from the cycle of revenge that had consumed her for four years. But now, the man who had promised to grow old with her wasn't there to see it through.Apart from the deep longing for Heath, Aurora felt like life was pretty good. She never thought she'd have this kind of stability, let alone be married with kids on the way.It wasn't until her baby bump became noticeable that it really hit her – she was pregnant. Just when she thought her life would be nothing but misery, here she was, carrying twins. Heath's babies.During her pregnancy, Ms. Luce came to stay for a few days. She shared stories about Aurora's mom when s
"What?" Lysander was stunned. This news hit him harder than when Aurora went into labor. He jumped to his feet and sprinted towards Heath's room.While they had all been concerned about Aurora's pregnancy, Lysander, Alaric, and the other guys had a deeper, unspoken worry about Heath. He was their brother, someone they'd grown up with and faced life and death alongside. His coma had been devastating not just for Aurora, but for all of them. They'd been hoping for a miracle, and now it seemed one had finally arrived.Lysander rushed into the hospital room. There, sitting up in bed, was Heath. Though dressed in a hospital gown and looking a bit gaunt, he still exuded an undeniable presence. The skin grafts on his face had healed well, erasing the scars that had been so shocking when Lysander first saw him in the hospital. Lysander felt a lump in his throat, his eyes stinging with unshed tears."Heath, you're finally awake," he managed to say.Heath looked at him blankly. "Who are you?"L