The standoff at the cabin stretched into a tense, heart-pounding silence broken only by the steady drip of rain from the trees and the distant wail of approaching sirens. Sophia’s armed men formed a deadly circle around the small wooden structure, their weapons glinting ominously in the moonlight. Elena stood between Damien and Christian, her heart hammering wildly as she tried to process the impossible situation, her twin sister commanding forces on one side, while the two men who had completely upended her life stood protectively (and possessively) beside her.
Damien’s hand was firm on her waist, his body shielding hers despite his multiple injuries.
“Stay behind me,” he growled, voice low and dangerous.
His muscles were tense, ready to fight even though he was bleeding.
Christian gr
