KISS ME BEFORE YOU KILL ME: The Assassin and the Hybrid heir のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

We charged headlong into the chaos, guns blazing and claws ripping across the air. The red sky made everything look like a scene from a horror movie. I could feel my power surging through me, but so was the fear. These weren’t ordinary fighters. They wanted us gone for good. Marcus stayed glued to my side, firing and slashing like a machine. We took out a few of them, but more kept coming. One vampire got too close and raked its claws across my arm. The burn was sharp, but it only made the hybrid blood in me boil hotter. “Back door!” Marcus shouted over the noise. “There’s a private elevator to the underground garage. We can regroup there!” We broke away from the main fight and sprinted toward the side service hall. Bullets whizzed past us. The building kept groaning and shaking from the bombs. We slammed into the elevator doors just as another explosion rocked the lobby behind us. Marcus jammed the emergency key in, and the doors slid open. We tumbled inside the narrow metal box. The

The vampire’s teeth sank deep into my neck. A burst of hot, jagged pain tore through me. I let out a choked gasp, my body stiffening against the stone pillar. The room started to spin. And I could feel my strength—my life—draining away, flowing out of me like blood from an open wound. I closed my eyes, ready to surrender to the darkness. But then, the pressure stopped. The vampire holding me froze, his mouth still pressed against my skin. He didn’t pull away, but he also didn’t drink. I went limp, my legs turning to jelly, yet the guard still tightly held my arms, keeping me upright."Don't bite him and end his fate just like that."The voice was ice cold, calm, and carried a weight that made the air in the room feel heavy and thin. The vampire who had been drinking from me pulled back, his face full of shock and fear. He scrambled away, bowing his head as if he’d just been chewed out by a queen.I blinked, trying to clear the fog from my eyes. A woman stepped out of the black shad

**POV: Marcus**My whole body hurt like I had been hit by a bus. Every single breath felt like fire in my chest, but I tried to keep my face straight and tough. I stared at the tall man standing in the blue candlelight. My hands were tight even though my legs felt weak.“Who are you really?” I asked, my voice sounding rough.The man stepped closer. The shadows moved away from his face, and I knew him right away.It was Richard Vale.Noah’s adoptive dad. The guy we all figured was stuck in a prison cell after the big mess happened.He looked different now. Much slimmer, His eyes had a cold look I had never seen before. But yeah, it was him. Same face shape. Same way of standing like he ran things.“Richard,” I said. The name felt bad in my mouth.“Hello, Marcus,” he replied, calm like we were just chatting. “You look awful.”I almost laughed but the pain stopped me. “What is going on? You were supposed to be locked up.”Richard walked slow around the outside of my cage. His fingers t

POV: Noah I dropped to my knees in the wet dirt. My chest moved up and down fast. I tried to quiet the loud sound of my breathing. The rough bark of the old oak tree dug deep into my back. I welcomed the sharp pain. It kept me awake while my mind spun wildly out of control. Just a few feet away, the green bushes crashed open. Bright flashlights cut through the dark woods. The hot light bounced wildly off the tall trees. Find him! Elara roared. Her voice was pure poison. It had no warmth. Damn. He is weak! He could not have gone far! Bring him back to me! I pressed my body flat against the huge tree trunk. I held my breath until my lungs burned hot. I could hear her heavy breathing right on the other side of the tree. The thick smell of her angry sweat filled the cold air. She was so close I could hear the dry dirt crunch under her heavy black boots. We lost his tracks, a scared guard stammered nearby. His voice was shaking hard. He just vanished. A loud crack echoed in the dark n

Noah POV The click sliced through the warehouse like a knife. Everything froze. My heart pounded against my ribs so hard I thought it might break. Richard’s head snapped up, eyes wild as he scanned the dark rafters. Kael’s silver eyes narrowed into slits. Somewhere in the shadows, hidden wolves growled softly, but neither of them moved. They couldn’t see the threat yet. A figure dropped from above, landing softly and quietly on the concrete like he’d done it a hundred times. Dorian. Marcus’s brother. The one everyone thought was dead. He stood tall, gun steady in his hand, face calm but hard. “Drop the dagger,” Dorian said quietly. Richard’s fingers tightened around the handle. “Who the hell are you?” “The man who’s going to put a bullet in your skull if you don’t let my brother go.” Kael stepped forward, chest puffed out. “You’re outnumbered.” Dorian didn’t even blink. “I’ve been outnumbered before. I’m still here. They’re not.” For a second, all eyes locked on Dorian. That