(KAIRA'S POV)The shot rang out like thunder.I screamed, dropping to the ground, my hands flying to my head. I heard shouts, footsteps, the chaos of bodies moving all at once.And then—silence.I looked up, my heart pounding, my breath coming in short, panicked gasps.Charles was on the ground. Not dead—I could see his chest rising and falling—but down, clutching his shoulder, blood seeping through his fingers. The gun had fallen from his hand, lying just a few feet away.And Slade was standing over him, his fist bloody, his eyes blazing with fury."Don't move," he growled.The two men who had been flanking him were on the ground too, groaning in pain. I didn't know how he'd done it—how he'd taken down three men in a matter of seconds—but he had.He had saved me."Kaira." He was at my side in an instant, his hands cupping my face, his eyes searching mine. "Are you hurt? Did they touch you?""I'm fine," I whispered. "I'm okay."He pulled me into his arms, holding me so tightly I could
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