Page 99 of Inferno (Beneath The Blaze #1)

CHARLOTTE

T he wooden beam above me groans like it’s about to give, and I barely get a second to brace before a shockwave slams through the space behind me. The floor shakes. Dust rains from the rafters.

Holy shit.

He’s here. I don’t need to see him to know it. I feel him in my lungs, in my ribs, in the way my blood suddenly knows how to run faster. Declan.

“Drago!” I shout. “Wake the hell up!”

Nothing. He’s still out, blood slicking his side like a slow leak. His skin is too pale. Too still.

I swallow down the panic clawing up my throat.

Another gunshot cracks through the walls, and I flinch.

I need to be out there.

With him. In it. Fighting back.

I suck in a deep breath. I can’t fall apart now. Not when we’re this close to ending it.