Adrenaline surged through his veins.
He reacted instantly, his training taking over.
He whirled around, his hand snapping out to grab whoever was behind him.
His fingers closed around… something small, soft.
He squeezed, his grip tightening instinctively.
A gasp. A choked sob.
He blinked, his vision clearing. Instead of an enemy, he was holding a slender neck in his hand.
Brittney.
Her face was contorted in pain, her eyes wide with terror.
He had her pinned against the wall, her feet dangling, her face turning an alarming shade of purple. He was choking her.
“Cain, stop!” she wheezed, panic lacing her voice. She jabbed at his side with precise strikes, aiming for weak points she knew. But Cain didn’t flinch.
The blows didn’t register. His body was flooded with adrenaline, n
