Mia’s breath fractured as the gunfire tore through the air. Liam’s grip tightened around her wrist, but she pulled back sharply.
“Mia!” Liam’s voice was sharp.
She turned toward him, her eyes blazing. “Stop trying to control me!”
Liam’s gaze burned. “I’m trying to protect you!”
“I don’t need you to protect me!” Mia snapped. Her gaze flicked toward Adrian and Dain, who were already engaging the intruders. Adrian’s gun flared in the dark, while Dain’s knife gleamed beneath the broken light.
A figure moved toward them—tall and dark. The shadow of Viktor’s men.
Mia’s chest tightened painfully. Her hand curled toward the knife strapped beneath her sleeve.
Liam’s gaze sharpened. “What are you doing?”
Mia’s breath fractured. “Making my own choice.”
Before Liam could stop her, she slid pa
