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soldier’s blade. He hadn’t been able to get to her. “Father’s gone,

too.”

Bronwyn held her stomach. She was bleeding profusely. Cian

knew it was only a matter of time. They were trapped. There was fire

at their back and an army behind the only doorway out. He held his

sister close to his heart. Beck was still fighting, but he was shielding it from his brother. Cian would have known if his twin was dead. He

wondered if Beck would die when he did. Would Beck feel it when

the soldiers outside burst in and shoved cold iron through his gut?

Cian’s hands shook, but he didn’t let his sister see how scared he

was. He needed to be strong for her. There was a knife at his side. He

wasn’t a warrior, but he would use it to defend her. He had killed a

man with it already. The soldier who had stabbed Bronwyn hadn’t

been content with taking her life. He had to try to rape her as well.

Now his corpse was cooling not ten feet away. Cian tried not to think

of him. He focused his being on the sister he was losing.

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“Love you, brother.” Her smile reminded him of the five-year-old

girl who had followed him around like a puppy.

“I love you, too,” he choked the words out. Meg felt wetness on

her face and realized Cian was crying.

Bronwyn’s eyes went dull just as the door exploded inward. Cian

looked up, clutching his sister. He was ready to join her.

Beck stood in the doorway, covered in blood. He held a bloody

sword in his hand.

“We have to go,” he said with dark eyes.

Then the images came rapidly. The gun that was Cian’s brain

suddenly went into machine gun mode. She couldn’t keep up. She

was in a forest running from soldiers who had been sworn to hunt the

twins down and execute them. She ran from plane to plane. Then she