《KISS ME BEFORE YOU KILL ME: The Assassin and the Hybrid heir》全部章節：第 41 章 - 第 48 章

The door exploded inward like the building itself had given up. A massive werewolf barrelled through first, all fur and fury, his claws tearing chunks out of the frame. More followed, eyes locked on me like I was the prize at the end of a hunt they’d been waiting years for.I didn’t think twice I just moved.Marcus was already in front of me, shoulder wound be damned, swinging a piece of broken pipe like it owed him money. The first wolf caught it across the snout and went down hard, but two more came right behind it. Elara grabbed a chair leg and drove it into the throat of the one closest to her, twisting until something cracked. She wasn’t protecting some random—she was protecting me. Her brother. The words she’d never said out loud but lived like gospel every time she put herself between me and the world.“Stay close!” Marcus shouted his voice rough from the pain in his shoulder. He grabbed my arm and yanked me behind him, but I wasn’t staying behind anybody tonight. Not when t

We stepped back into the ballroom like nothing had happened in that hallway, but my body remembered every second of it. Marcus's cock had stretched me open and filled me up, and now every step sent a slick reminder of his cum inside me. The bond between us hummed warm and sated, but underneath the power clawed at the collar like a caged animal trying to break free. I adjusted my tie, forced the CEO smile onto my face, and let the lights from the chandeliers wash over us. The room smelled like expensive perfume, old money, and blood hidden under silk. Elites clustered in groups, their laughter too loud, their eyes too sharp as they watched everyone and everything. Elara stood near the dance floor with that red-dress woman, her posture relaxed but her gaze flicking to me every few seconds like she was checking if I'd cracked yet after the safehouse. Ethan lingered by the bar, swirling a glass of something dark, probably timing our move to the service stairs that led down to the catacomb

I came to with my cheek pressed against cold marble, the taste of copper and ash still thick on my tongue. My body felt like it had been run through a meat grinder—muscles locked tight, collar searing a fresh line of fire down my spine every time I breathed. Shadows flickered at the edges of my vision, thin black tendrils that wouldn’t stay put. Marcus was right there, one arm braced under my shoulders, the other hand gripping my jaw like he could hold me together by sheer force, he was literally scared.“Easy, baby. I got you.” His voice was gravel and smoke, eyes wild in that way that meant he’d been two seconds from tearing the whole cathedral apart. “You stopped breathing for a solid thirty seconds. Scared the hell out of me, and I didn’t give you the permission to die on me, he kissed my forehead.I coughed, spat black onto the dusty floor, and tried to laugh. It came out more like a wheeze. “Tell me I didn’t miss anything good.”Elara hovered a few feet back, arms crossed tight

The voice faded but the danger didn't. The pit swallowed two guardians, but more came swinging swords. Marcus was a blur of claws, ripping stone apart. "Noah, the relic – use it!" he yelled, but my hands shook, the collar searing my neck like fire. Ethan fired his last bullets, Elara's shield cracking. We backed toward a side door into old maintenance tunnels. We slipped through just as the vault sealed behind us with magic.The tunnels were pitch black. Cold water soaked us again, the smell worse down here. My boots slipped on slime, the sickness making agony. Visions hit hard – mom's silver eyes, blood on snow. "Almost out," Marcus said, his hand on my lower back, the bond sending strength, but I felt his doubt too now, after the voice's words. They knew about us from the start. All that time in the office, the bond snapping, him supposed to kill me but falling instead – it was their plan to break me here.We waded for what felt like hours, but the tunnels branched wrong. Then we he