Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 710

Charles was about to say something else, but suddenly went quiet, his eyes narrowing.

Ryan was just about to snap, "What's with the theatrics?" when, in the next instant, the window exploded.

A bullet shattered the glass.

He went pale, and without thinking, threw himself in front of Clara to shield her.

Last night, after Clara had passed out, he'd barely managed to drag her here. This wasn't even his place—just a stylish rental on the edge of the city. He'd called Emily for help, and she'd come over to make some medicine for Clara.

His own broken ribs hadn't even been looked at yet. Every breath hurt like hell, but all he could think about was waiting for Clara to wake up.

He never thought anyone would find them way out here.

Suddenly, a dog's bark rang out. The gunshots outside turned frantic. More glass shattered, but then, just like that, everything went quiet.

Charles's eyes sparkled with excitement. He jumped up, heading straight for the door.

Ryan yanked him back. "Are you out of your mind? Didn't you hear the gunshots?"

Charles just snorted, chin tilted up in that annoying way. "Please. I'm unstoppable. These guys aren't even a challenge."

Seriously,

about to drag Charles back inside when two white blurs

muscle, with pale fur and red-stained jaws that said they'd just been

with mangled arms, most

some wild stuff last night, but even

was the Grim Reaper, then this lunatic

normal

wiped his

turned those dogs on

fight him with everything he

finish the thought, he heard a sound

Ryan. He grabbed her hand, practically shouting, "Clara, you're

she

Can we go out now? brought you a present Oh, and the helicopter-the one with the jewels you wanted! Also,

out-a plate!" fo

jacket, digging out a sloppily wrapped

Shiny, right? Perfect for

on the bed, revealing a

it looked

but icy cold