Page 46 of Long Live the King

“Well, I hate to break it to you, Queen Alannah, but that’s the wrong answer.”

I gasp at his response, and I think to try to knock the gun away. I think to do something, but my hands and feet are tied, and it’s useless. All I can do is watch as the muscles in his hand begin to slowly tense. I close my eyes and rush to say goodbye to my parents, who I left in Alaska to come back to Dominic. And my last thought is of Dominic himself. I picture his gorgeous face, smiling at me, letting me feel how much he loves me without ever saying a word. Somewhere deep down, I know he’ll avenge me. I hope with everything that I am that all of this information will eventually come to the light, and Dominic will bring Tommy to his knees for this. He’ll make him beg for his life, and kill him slowly. It may be the end for me, but the pain is just beginning for Tommy.

“What the fuck?” I hear Tommy exclaim.

I open my eyes and find Tommy with his head turned all the way around, looking out of one of the shattered windows to the house, his gun still lodged in my mouth, covered in my tears and saliva.

Out the window, I see headlights. The engine to the car speeding towards us is loud and obviously being pushed to its limits. It rumbles like the feet of a thousand horses, and then the car screeches to a stop directly in front of the house Tommy and me are in.

Tommy’s breathing becomes labored as the driver’s door opens and a silhouette steps in front of the beaming lights and speed-walks towards the house. He pulls the gun out of my mouth without even realizing it, because his focus is on the man standing in the doorway now.

My heart cries tears of joy when I realize the car is a Dodge Challenger, and the man in the doorway is none other than Dominic Collazo.

My knight in shining armor has arrived, and the look in his eyes could set the entire house ablaze.