He closes the distance between us, his dark eyes burning with lethal humiliation.
"You chose him," Nolan spat, his fingers twitching near the holster at his hip. "You handed him your loyalty and humiliated me in front of the entire city—just like Jade did. You women think you can play games with Devlins and walk away with a Kavanagh on your arm. But this ends tonight, Alexis. When Cain gets here, he's going to find out what happens when you steal what belongs to us."
"There was never anything to choose, Nolan," I say, my voice steady despite the terror clawing at my throat. I hold his poisonous gaze, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing me flinch. "Because I never wanted you. Not for a single second."
Nolan’s face contorts, every shred of his calculated composure shattering instantly. "Shut up!" he roars, the vein in his temple bulging as he loses control completely.
He lunges forward, seizing me tightly by the arm and shoving me toward two of his armed soldiers. "Hold her!"
The men grab my arms, pinning them behind my back in a brutal grip.
"I actually intended to spare you," Nolan growls, pacing back and forth in front of me like a caged animal, his breathing heavy and ragged.
"I was going to make you mine, bring you into the family, and show Cain Kavanagh what it feels like to lose everything. But now I see the truth. You’re completely poisoned by him."
He steps up, staring directly into my eyes with a chilling, dead calm.
"So I'll settle for the next best thing," he whispers. "Cain is going to watch you die."
Nolan reaches out, snatching my phone right out of my jacket pocket. He swipes the screen, holds it up against my face to unlock and finds Cain’s number in my list.
He presses the speakerphone button before holding the device up between us.
It doesn't even finish its first ring.
"Alexis?" Cain’s voice barks through the tiny speaker, hard and immediate, laced with pure tension.
"She's alive, Kavanagh," Nolan cuts in smooth and vicious, a dark, victorious smirk spreading across his face. "For now."
Silence stretches over the line for a fraction of a second, before Cain's tone drops into something terrifyingly quiet. "You’re going to regret this, Nolan."
"I have your little girl pinned right in front of me at the old riverfront estate," Nolan says, his eyes locked onto mine. "You have twenty minutes to get your ass down here. Come completely alone. If I see a single one of your brothers or a backup unit trailing you, I tear her throat out before you even step through the gates."
Nolan doesn't wait for a reply. He snaps the phone shut and hurls it against the marble floor, shattering it into a dozen pieces.
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
CAIN
“Fuck!”
I slam my fist against the steering wheel, the violent roar echoing inside the cabin of my car as I tear down the highway at over a hundred miles an hour.
I’m already halfway to the riverfront estate. The second the high-frequency pulse from Alexis’s bracelet hit my phone back at Ezekiel’s place, my heart dropped straight to hell. I didn't waste a single second asking questions—I bolted out of the meeting, ignoring my brothers calling after me, jumped into my car, and slammed on the gas to follow her signal.
Then the signal vanished into dead static ten minutes ago, sending me into a silent, suffocating panic.
Now, after Nolan’s brutal call, I know exactly where she is. I don't give a damn how that bastard managed to flush her out or lure her into his trap. All that matters is that she gets out alive, and that I tear Nolan Devlin apart limb by limb for even daring to touch her.
Nolan thinks I’m a fool who’s going to march in alone like a martyr. He thinks wrong.
I hit the speed dial on my console, connecting directly to Ezekiel.
"Cain! Where the hell did you drive off to?" Ezekiel’s voice snaps through the speakers.
"Nolan has Alexis at the old riverfront estate," I growl, my knuckles turning bone-white against the leather wheel. "I don’t know how he lured her out. I’m four minutes away from the perimeter right now."
"Fucking hell," Elijah mutters in the background.