Cole
"Damn it!" I cussed, carrying Rebecca in my arms as I stormed out of the hall. My heart pounded with urgency, every step fueled by the anger simmering beneath my skin.
"Take them away," I growled at the guards, motioning toward the culprits. My gaze snapped to Kimberly, who stood frozen, horror twisting her features.
"Pray this doesn't affect her, or you're as good as dead!" My voice was lethal, and Kimberly paled, stumbling over her words.
"No, no, no, I—I only—"
"Shut the f**k up!" I cut her off, my patience gone. "You better hope she's fine, or even your mother won't save you." My words left no room for argument. I turned sharply to Matt. "Call the healer. Now."
Without waiting for his response, I pushed forward, my grip on Rebecca tightening as I rushed toward the mansion.
