“Aiden!”
I pushed him as the attacker lunged at me. I shut my eyes, anticipating their attack.
An attack that never came.
I glanced down to see Aiden’s palm wedged between my belly and the knife that was now stuck in his palm.
My throat tightened and I traced the knife to the attacker.
“Hello, Emmaline.”
I stepped back, the world around me spinning as we locked eyes.
“You left a little present for me with that recording,” Julia stepped forward. “Or should I say—” she paused, frowning as Aiden stepped between us.
“Your game is over, Elena.”
She rolled her eyes. “I’m the one holding the knife, Aiden. In this barely lit room, how will you—”
The lights came on, and my breath hitched as Elena’s laughter filled the room.
“If I’m going down, I’m taking you both with me!”
I pus
