Chapter 241. Rage

Lucien

He was out of his car and running almost before the vehicle had slid to a stop.

The sight that met his eyes made him holler in rage and frustration. He was still far away from the inner gate that led to his home.

His men had bounded up behind him and stood, panting and sweating. Staring

The outer gate of his mansion was gone. He could make out the smouldering ruin of what had been a vehicle

The smell of burning rubber and flesh…

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Proserpina

We had fallen onto the ground, all three of us, Beston, Paddy and I. I cried out in pain. My body was still recovering from all the suffering I had endured but we were a distance away.

We were alive; we were safe.

Shrapnel had flown any which way in the air and landed around us, striking us too as we were the closest. I had shielded Paddy with my body and I was aware of Beston groaning. He had a deep cut on his arm and I felt something warm and