Fifty-Eight
Miranda clutched her head as she dragged herself to her feet. All around her, wardens and half-breeds were doing the same thing. She looked around, seeking the source of the blast that had knocked them all to the ground. Before it happened, she’d been staring at Kyle as he kissed Justice. Then a bright light had burst from his body and a wave of energy had swept her off her feet, the force of it causing her to black out.
Now she looked to where Kyle still held Justice in his arms and gasped at the depth of pain in his eyes and the tears streaming down his face.
‘Justice is done,’ he said, voice roughened by sorrow. ‘She’s dead.’ He bowed his head as he scooped her body into his arms and began walking toward the front gate. Hanson stepped forward, aiming his stun gun at the b
