Chapter Thirty-Three
Preston
The second I heard Emma scream my name, I dropped everything and raced up the front porch stairs. The door was locked, but I burst through with a swift kick and ran up the stairs as fast as I could. Nothing could have prepared me for what I walked in on.
Nathan was on top of Emma, hands at her throat, blood dripping onto her face from his mangled mouth. She was trying to fight him off, but he was too strong.
I lunged at him full force and tackled him to the floor. “You son of a b***h!” Punching him in the jaw, the sound of his bones cracking brought a smile to my face. I hit him again and again. Rage consumed me and all I wanted was his blood. He had to pay for what he did to my mother and sister. To Emma.
I wanted nothing more than to end it all, but I ha
