Page 2 of Reign (Kings of Chaos & Mayhem #8)

Jade

Wrath of a Queen

The windows behind me shatter as bullets spray through them, hitting the TV and the wall. I scream for Dario, dropping the phone as I stay low, and grabbing Prince out of his swing. Looking at Jaxon, his eyes are wide with fear as Hazel cries on the rug.

“Jaxon, listen to Mommy, stay low and grab Hazel. We are going to move as fast as we can to the safe room. Got it?” I tell him, trying to stay as calm as possible.

We dash through the living room into the hallway right as my front door bursts open, causing Jaxon to scream.

Reaching for the foyer table, Jaxon tosses me the hidden gun I didn’t even know he knew about.

I catch it, switch the safety off, and pull the trigger, sending the intruder to the ground.

Jaxon enters the code into the keypad, pushing the door open.

“Come on, Mama,” he tells me as he takes Hazel safely into the room. I place Prince inside the crib, then grab the duffel bag, opening it.

“You stay here with your brother and sister. We will come get you when this is over,” I tell him as I riddle my body with weapons and slide the bag out of the door, slamming it shut, and hitting the red button for the locks to engage.

Another man steps into the house but doesn't see me as I move to the right, using the front door as a shield.

Letting him take another step in as he searches for me, I take my knife from its sheath and climb onto his back, sinking the sharp metal into the side of his neck.

Blood seeps from the wound, dripping warm liquid down my fingers.

I twist the knife as he chokes, falling to his knees, dropping his weapon.

Removing my knife, I run my tongue along the blade, savoring the taste of the man's blood before spitting it in his face.

Bending down, I pick up his semi-automatic just as I feel the barrel of a gun press against the back of my head.

“If you’re going to point a fucking gun at me, you better pull the fucking trigger, bitch,” I threaten, and the man laughs.

“As you w–” Before he can finish his sentence, I spin, knocking his hand away from my head, causing him to take the shot, only to miss. So I send my blade up his chin, reveling in the feel of his tendons snapping. His blood splatters against my face as he coughs, causing me to grin..

“Gotta be quicker than that, asshole. Never fucking hesitate!” I spit, pulling the knife from his flesh. He falls to the ground as someone grabs me from behind, causing me to scream as another man comes through the front door.

“Where is the boy?” he demands.

“Fuck you!” I growl.

“That could be arranged. Maybe I’ll fuck that tight pussy before I saw your head off and bring it to my boss,” he smirks, and I roll my eyes.

“Get fucked! Do you realize who you’re fucking ambushing?

You won’t even make it out of the state before you and all your men are dead,” I warn as a sinister smile spreads across my face.

Thrashing in the man's arms, I take my knife and stab him in the thigh causing him to loosen his grip while yelping like a bitch.

So I take this moment and lift the gun he is holding, shooting the man in front of me in the knee.

He stumbles, shooting at me, and I scream again as the bullet flies right by my face but ends up in the man behind me. I laugh. That was a close one.

“You fucking suck!” I say, and his eyes widen. Taking a step towards him, I shoot him in his other knee, causing him to cry out and drop his weapon. Grabbing him by the top of his skull face mask, I rip it off and force him to look up at me.

“Who fucking sent you?” I ask as he continues to cry like a little bitch.

“We came for the kid!” he yells, and I get in his face.

“Who fucking sent you?” I ask again as another man steps into the house.

Raising my gun, I pull the trigger, hitting him right between the eyes.

Looking down at the man again, getting really fucking impatient, his eyes roll and it’s no use.

I push him to the ground, lift my foot and bash his fucking head repeatedly until his brain matter gushes all over my wood floor.

The ground rumbles as I hear a grenade go off.

I hope that's backup. I don’t want to leave the kids unprotected, even though no one can get to them.

The ground rumbles again as I hear honking faintly in the distance.

Stepping out the front door, I stay close to the wall, peeking my head out towards the driveway.

Pink smoke lingers in the air, letting me know Spade is here. Thank fuck!

Walking further down the cobblestone path, I see Jamie covered in blood as he rips his dagger from a man's face, and Rafe shooting at more men hiding behind the last SUV as Spade fights with another. A figure walks through the smoke, heading straight for me, and I gasp as he comes into view. Tears form in my eyes the closer he gets as my heart beats wildly in my chest. It’s like the entire world stops around us the moment he grabs me by the waist with one hand, pulling me towards him, and cupping my face, forcing me to look up into the gorgeous bi-colored eyes I’ve yearned to see for so fucking long.

I swallow thickly as he brings his lips to mine, kissing me like it's the first time all over again. His tongue grazes my bottom lip as I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling his long hair. I deepen the kiss, and moan at his taste. The taste of the man I missed, the man I’m so hopelessly in love with.

Chaos ensues around us, but we don’t stop; we don't take a breath. We give each other the air our lungs need to breathe as our souls sing to the heavens. Daddy is fucking home, and I’m never ever letting him go.

He pulls away, wiping the tears that seep from my eyes.

“Hey, Kitten,” he says, licking his lips.

Fuck, I missed him so fucking much, but fuck!

The ground rumbles beneath us as I come to my senses.

Yes, I love this man with everything I am, but he fucking lied.

He made me mourn for him, and for that—I’m fucking pissed.

Letting go of his neck, I take a step back as his eyes furrow in confusion. Lifting my arm, I rear back and swing as hard as I fucking can, punching him in the face. His head snaps to the side, and he growls.

“When this shit is done! You and I are going to the mill and getting in the fucking cage. I don’t want to hear shit about it!

I’m going to fuck you all the way up, and then you will take me home and make me cum until I have no bodily fluids left to give!

” I demand, as he lifts a brow. “Do you fucking understand me?” I say, folding my arms. He nods before grabbing me, pressing his lips against mine again as a bullet whizzes next to us.

Pulling away, I lift my gun and point it to the right as a man hiding behind a tree aims his weapon at Dario’s head.

Pulling the trigger, I watch him drop as another grenade goes off, blowing up the last truck.

Then everything stops. All you can hear are the crickets chirping and the crackling fire from the vehicles blown up in my driveway. All my men, including my guards, come into view. I run for Spade, who looks like he’s seen better days. Jumping into his arms, he winces, but doesn’t let me go.

“Thank fuck, Babyboy,” I say, kissing his head, cheeks, and lips. He groans into my mouth as our tongues swirl before I pull away, assessing the damage.

“You good, Babygirl. The kids, okay?” he asks, and I nod.

“Safe room,” I tell him as he places me down on my feet. I walk over to Jamie, who is looking at Dario like he wants to kill him. I grab his face, pulling it towards me, forcing him to look at me, and his eyes widen, but all I see is sadness and anger glowing behind those blue orbs.

“Kiss me, Caveman!” I command, but he hesitates.

“Are you sure?” he asks, which has me raising my brow.

“For the love of God, Jameson! If you don’t fucking put those lips to good use in the next two seconds, I’m going to find someone else–” He slams his lips against mine, biting my bottom lip for access as his hands slide down my hips, cupping my ass, then smacking it. I pull away and smirk as he growls.

“Mine!” he states, smacking my ass again, causing me to laugh, as his eyes shoot to Darios. Murder and malice take over his facial features. But then I look back at Spade and he’s not wearing the same expression. What the fuck?

Kane comes limping over with Maverick Cyprus on his tail. And I take a step back, placing my hand on my hips and stare at Spade, who looks at me with a raised brow.

“Why is it that Jamie has the look of murder in his eyes when he looks at Dario? But you, Babyboy, don’t look surprised to see that Zayn is Dario?

Or any of you, for that matter.” His eyes shoot behind me, and that tells me everything I need to know.

Stepping towards my husband, I slam my finger into his chest.

“You fucking knew! Didn’t you?” I yell as he takes a step back.

“Yeah, Sis, I’m wondering the same fucking thing,” Ryder chimes in as we both stare Spade down.

He takes another step back as his head falls in defeat.

My fucking heart drops in my chest as the realization hits me that Spade and Dario were both in on this.

I look around at the others, and they all wear the same faces.

Except Maverick, he just looks confused as fuck.

“You all fucking knew? I cannot believe this shit!” I yell.

They all made me mourn a man that was never dead.

Spade watched me struggle for months and never said a fucking thing.

Kane watched me lose my shit time and time again and try to keep everything together, especially in Ireland, and he knew—he fucking knew!

He’s my right-hand man, my top soldier, and he knew.

“Kane, I’m utterly disgusted with you. Get the fuck out of my house! Go back to Ireland, where you belong! My father will hear about this! You cannot be trusted. I should put a bullet in your head for this betrayal!” I threaten, taking my pistol out and pointing it at him.

“Kitten, it’s not his fault,” Dario chimes in, sticking up for Kane.

This motherfucker. We lost a fucking child, and I needed him more times than he will ever know and understand, but he lied to me.

Nausea fills my stomach, and I want to throw the fuck up.

My mind whirls with this information, and I want to run, run so fucking far away, but I can’t!

My kids need me, so I look at Spade and then at Dario.

“You both can get the fuck out! Go on. Take your friends with you and get out of my fucking sight!” I snarl as ?both of them take a step closer to me.

“I may love you both, but you fucking hurt me for the last fucking time. Get the fuck out!” I scream, pointing one of my pistols at Spade as I grab the other and point it at Dario.

Tears fall from my eyes as I cock both weapons.

“I said to get the fuck out!” I scream again as they both sigh in defeat.

“You’re making a mistake, Kitten,” Dario says as he walks by.

“I really don’t give a fuck right now! I need time, and if you can’t respect that, then you better draw up some divorce papers!” I spit, and he nods.

“Jade, please,” Spade begs, stepping closer to me. I press the barrel of the gun against his head.

“Not now! GO!” I yell as his eyes cast down, spinning back the way he came from, following Dario, Kane, and Maverick down the driveway. Lowering my weapons, I look at Ryder. “You gonna go with him?” I ask, and he shakes his head.

“Nope, he’s been lying to me for how long? I’m just as fucking pissed as you. I need time to think and a hot shower,” hestates, walking past me into the house. Jamie pulls me towards him as we watch the others leave.

“I’ll call the cleanup crew and get this squared away. Go get the kids,” he tells me, and I nod. He takes my hand and walks us back into the house, shutting the door behind us.

I lean my head against the wood as tears fall down my face.

They lied, but why? What did I ever do in this fucking life to deserve the men I love unconditionally to keep that from me? How can I ever forgive them for that?