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fifty-nine

Bloody Snow

Jade

A few hours later, we stop at the last gas station before driving up the mountain to the cabin. The guys gas up the mobiles and the trucks. Arms wrap around me and I whip around.

“Don’t you start your shit. We will all be fine. Is that prick still up there with my nephew?” I ask Jamie, but his face falls, and he shakes his head. Cursing under my breath, I want to scream but I need to keep this anger at bay and unleash it on the person that deserves it.

“Do we at least have a license plate?” I ask, and he growls in my face.

“You really underestimate me on a daily basis and I’m getting sick of it. Wait until we get home.” He threatens and I laugh.

“That doesn’t answer the question, Caveman.” I say, and he raises a brow.

“Yes, I have the plates and eyes on him and the baby as we speak. I will be alerted when he makes his final destination. Let’s just hope it’s not on an airstrip.” He says and I nod in agreement.

“Everyone have their coms on?” I say and they all speak into my ear.

“Jamie, you stick with me. The cabin is a quarter mile up the hill and we’re going to walk it.” I say as the other two moan and groan.

“The rest of you, split up. Ryder and Jamie have eyes on this whole place. Keep each other safe. Use knives until you hear my pistols go off.” I say and they all respond in my ear.

“Kitten, keep our babies safe. You come first. Remember that.” Rio reminds me.

“Yes, Daddy. I know. And you Babyboy, relax.I love you both. Ry, keep our boys safe.” I giggle. They grumble some shit at each other as me and Jamie pull up to the bottom of the mountain.

“You ready, Siren?” He asks, and I nod.

“I am Mo Gra, let’s spill some blood, baby.” I laugh, stepping out of the truck and rounding the back, opening the tailgate. Shedding my coat, he growls at me.

“I will be fine, I promise.” I say as I strap my new pistols to my chest, along with clips of ammo. I buckle my waist and thigh holster, riddling the slots with knives, throwing stars and tear gas.

I stomp on the metal grates under my boots that have a sharp dagger at the toe, and slide on myblack gloves lined with brass knuckles. Sliding up my balaclava, I nod at Jamie, letting him know I’m ready.

He grabs my hand as we walk up the mountain, trying hard to stay stealthy on our feet as he watches the others surround the mountain. He curses as he shows me what is going on. The twins are dragging my brother out of the cabin, down the few stairs as he thrashes against them. What the fuck?

“We need to move quickly.” I spit.

“I know.” Jamie replies as we pick up our pace as Ryder yells into the coms.

“They tied him to a tree. Fuck. Jade, I know you wanted to go in quietly but she’s not making this shit easy,” he yells as Spade tries to calm him in the background.

“Jamie, show me what she’s doing.” I say as he hands me the tablet, watching in horror as the three of them take turns shooting him with a crossbow.

“Jadddeeee, it’s laced. The arrows are laced.” Ryder growls into the coms.

“Is that–” I go to say, but Jamie interrupts.

“Acid.” He curses as smoke is seen seeping from every arrow that enters and lodges into his body.

“They’re killing him from the inside out.” Ryder yells.

“Fuck this. She wanted my attention, now she’s got it. Fuck it. Get up there, but do not let her out of your sight. She’s mine.” I growl as we run through the woods, towards the cabin.

Taking my knife out and one tear gas can, I get ready to gut a mother fucker.Hearing the snow mobiles has my heart racing and my adrenaline pumping.

“Princess, I can see the bloodlust dripping from you. Remember the babies,” he warns.

“The fucking cunt won’t touch me. I got this.” I say as the smell of wood burning hits my nostrils, letting me know we are almost there.

“Fuck, he’s not looking so hot. He’s fucking stuck against this tree and I can’t get him loose.” Ryder pleads.

“We’re almost there. What about the psycho twins?” I ask, and he laughs.

“Long gone. You might stumble upon a head or two. Me and Spade got a little carried away. Dario is in his glory right now but you may want to move your asses.” He says as a gunshot rings through the air from behind us.

“Who the fuck is that?” I say as Jamie frantically looks over the cameras to see who else is with us.

“We’ve got company. Three coming behind us and two on the south side where you guys came through. Watch yourselves.” Jamie orders as I damn near trip over one of the twin’s heads. I laugh as I kick it, sending it down the fucking hill. Hopefully whoever is coming gets the message and turns around.

“Oh shit, we got a sniper on our side, can’t make out the face but there’s a bird mask.” Jamie informs me. Can’t be Kane, it’s gotta be Slim. Pop, pop, pop.

Finally, we make it into the clearing, and my eyes immediately lock on hers. I watch as her eyes narrow, but you can’t miss the visible shiver that rages through her body. I turn and go straight for Ryker.

“This is not how today was supposed to go, Little Brother.” I say and he laughs, coughing up blood.

“Listen to me, Jade. I want you to get my son. Be the mom to him he never had. Just make sure you tell him how cool his dad was. You hear me?” He says, coughing more as his eyes start to flutter.

“No, Ryk, you will show him how cool of a dad you are. Just stay with us,” I try to reassure him, but my heart stops when I look down at the dozen arrows sunken deep into parts of him that are vital. There is no coming back from this.

“There’s no saving him, Jade. Give up now. You Rivers kids are worthless, useless, pieces of scum.” She yells into the clearing, but I ignore her. I know what she’s doing.

“Don’t listen to her, Jade. She aint shit. Nothing but a Bratva cunt. She may have played us all but you–” he coughs again with a slight wheeze as blood drips down his pale lips, “You, my Little Big Sister, are destined for greatness. Take care of my son. Please, I beg you. Take care of him. Show him what true love feels like. Tell him I love him and that I’m sorry. Please Jade.” He begs as tears stream down my face. I hear commotion from behind me but I can’t look away from my brother as I try to pull the arrows out. I quickly pull my hand back as I feelthe acid burning right through my gloves and I cry out.

“No Ryk, you’re coming home with us. Everything will be okay. Just stay with me, please.” I beg as I hear more fighting and gunshots in the distance.

“I wish that was true. Just do as I ask. I order it as the fallen President. It’s a fucking order.” He wheezes as his eyes start to roll.

“Ryk, no, please. Stay with me. Please, don’t leave me!” I sob.

“I love you Jade, take care of our boy and you better bury her black heart with mine.” He says as his body goes still and face goes slack. I hold his gaze, watching the last bit of life leave my little brother’s eyes. I close mine and take a deep breath.

“I love you too, Ryker. I promise. I fucking promise–” I roar as I spin, seeing my guys on the ground, pulling arrows from different parts of their bodies. My eyes widen as a knife swings in my peripherals. Fuck this. I step out of her way and push her towards Ryker’s dead body.

“You want me that bad? Come get me, you jealous cunt.” I spit, circling her as she laughs manically.

“You know you’re not leaving these woods alive, right? I have you surrounded, you stupid whore. Let me introduce myself–” she starts to say, but I interrupt, hearing pop, pop, pop, in the distance and men fall within the tree lines.

“Oh, Natalia Mozorov, Incest queen of the Bratva I know exactly who you are and what you want to be. But let me clue you in, bitch, the IRA rank is much higher than you thought, and your boy Slim,” I laugh, gesturing to the dead men around us. “Has massacred the men you thought were going to ambush me.” I taunt and her eyes go wide.

“Lesson one of being a Queen, is to know where the King is and all the pawns, but you? You're nothing but a sad little trafficked kid begging to be someone. A clueless fucking idiot, who makes drugs to hurt others instead of helping people.” I laugh, and she lunges at me with a syringe, but again I dance around the dumb bitch, gripping her wrist and twisting. She screams out in pain as the needle drops into the snow. She moves and uses her other arm to swing wide to backhand me. My face whips to the side as I stumble back. She raises her leg to kick me, but I lift mine and jab her in the calf with the dagger sticking out of my boots, sending her to her knees with a scream. She recovers quickly, stumbling on one leg as she tries to get away from me as blood drips down her leg into the snow. The faster she moves, the more blood gushes out of her.

“Come on, Natalia. You wanted me dead so bad. Here I am. Fucking kill me. Don’t run like a little bitch.” I yell as she spins on me and swings, connecting with my cheek. I stumble again, letting her think she has the upper hand.

“Babygirl, watch your six.” Spade yells into the coms. I send a death star into the guy's throat behind me, reveling in the sound of him choking on his own blood which gives Kayla the perfect time to punch me upside my head and slice down the back of my shoulder. I scream from the pain, again letting my opponent think she’s got me where she wants me. She kicks me in the back, laughing as she’s still spewing her bullshit.

“You can never reign as queen. Everything you touch dies. Giving you to the council is a mistake. The Mozorov’s will overpower the army and take everything that was built right from under you. Just like I have been doing all along.” She taunts as she steps closer, I spin, sending a quick jab to her nose as she wraps her hand around my throat, forcing my eyes to go wide. I move my hands quickly, her eyes so set on mine as I grip both of my daggers, slowly pulling them from my holster as I hold her gaze and smile.

“You didn’t take shit, bitch. You’re nothing but the pawn.” I whisper as I slowly sink the sharp metal up into her stomach. She gasps, stumbling back as I pull them out, twirling them in my hand as blood sprays against the beautiful white snow.

“Never mess with a Queen,” I spit, raising my arms and sending both daggers flying down into her chest.

Ripping the blades out as she falls to her knees in the snow, her eyes lock with mine and I smirk.

“Checkmate, cunt!”I scream in her face as I slice both daggers across her throat in one quick movement, watching the life seep from her eyes as the blood drains from her neck. I crouch down, ripping her shirt open, and take a new knife, slicing through her chest. I don’t stop until I have her dead fucking heart in my hands. My gaze is torn from her lifeless body as I hear my name being screamed. I stand as the trees start to spin.

Looking down, I feel a burning sensation crawling up my thigh and notice a dark gray syringe sticking out of my meaty flesh. Seconds later, my head smashes into the cold snow and the last thing I see is Spade reaching for me.