CHAPTER 21
KENDRA’s POV -->
The click echoed louder than any gunshot could.
For a split second, I thought I was already dead. That this hollow sound was what dying felt like. But when the silence stretched and I realized I could still hear my own heartbeat, a shaky breath clawed its way out of my chest. The pistol wasn’t loaded.
My vision wavered, but I forced myself to look up. Jack’s finger still rested on the trigger, the ghost of a smile playing on his lips. Not victory, not mercy, something darker. Around us, the atmosphere shifted. The men who had been holding Raphael, Axel, and Noble at gunpoint began to lower their weapons, almost in sync with the collective exhale of relief that rippled through the room.
The same three brutes who had dragged me here joined the others, form
