Rhapsody (The Teplo Trilogy #2) by Ayden K Morgen

Author:Ayden K Morgen [Morgen, Ayden K]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B014FUEUYM
Published: 2015-10-18T23:00:00+00:00

Tristan flew out the back door of the club, his heart in his throat. Terror pounded through him with every hard pump of his heart, the lump in his throat almost strangling him. Malachi had Lillian.

If the son of a bitch touched her, he wouldn't survive the night.

Fuck, what if he'd hurt her?

Someone stepped up in front of him.

Tristan ripped his gun out of the holster without hesitation.

"Shit!" Dodd's hands came up in front of her as he aimed the gun, ready to pull the trigger. "It's me, Riley."

"Where is she?" he demanded, lowering the weapon.

"She's with Kincaid. Did you see a–"

The light spilling out of the door illuminated three shadows on the ground halfway across the field. Tristan took off in that direction before she could finish the question.

"Lillian!"

He ran without thought, trying hard to believe that she was fine. That she wasn't lying on the ground bleeding. She was fine. She was fine. He wouldn't believe it until he had his hands on her.

"Tristan," she sobbed his name as he raced toward her, stumbling over tree roots and God only knew what else in his haste to reach her.

"Baby," he groaned, falling hard to his knees beside her.

She threw herself into his chest, sobbing his name. He tossed the gun to the side and jerked her into his arms. Her entire body shuddered as he clutched her to his hammering heart.

"You're okay, you're okay," he chanted, unsure if he was trying to reassure her or himself. Every part of him hurt. His head. His heart. He couldn't calm down. Running his hands up and down her body, he checked her over for injuries. Only when he'd done so twice without feeling blood or broken bones could he breathe. A tremor ran through him and then another, relief hitting him hard. He buried his head in her hair, breathing deeply as his throat ached painfully. Moisture burned behind his eyes.

He had to keep it together.

Christ, he had to keep it together.

"S-she m-made m-m-me g-go with M-Malachi. T-t-they t-t-t-old me th-they…h-had you." Lillian was crying so hard she couldn't even fucking talk.

He understood the gist of it though.

"I'm fine, beautiful. I'm right here," he promised, fury roiling through him. He fought hard to beat it back, to focus on her instead of the motherfucker lying on the ground three feet away. The one who'd tried to take her. If he thought about that…. His hand twitched against her back, the desire to grab his gun flaring hard.

Another shudder went through her.

He rocked her back and forth, murmuring nonsense to her, to him…he didn't know who he meant to console. Jesus fucking Christ, they'd tried to kidnap her. Would have kidnapped her had Vetrov not waltzed into Teplo and scared the shit out of all of them. He'd never been grateful to a drug dealing murderer before, but right then, some little piece of him found a little gratitude for Anton Vetrov. Enough to keep him from picking up his gun and blowing Malachi's head off.

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