Deviant Knights by Alexandra O'Hurley Read Free Book Online

covered her mouth, in
an attempt not to notify them of her arrival.   But she was riveted by the melee in the penthouse, and couldn’t look
away, couldn’t move.
    Michel was fluid grace, striking with deadly
accuracy.   He fought two of the intruders
at the same time, his sword shining in the low light.   As his sword found home in the midst of one
man’s chest, the body then slumped to the floor, and Kadence realized suddenly the gravity of the situation.   This was literally life and death.   She knew next to nothing about these two men, had shared her body with
them, but now, she needed to find a way out.   Alive.
    She slid from her spot and began to run for the
bedroom.   A steel hand clamped on her arm
and she was twisted into one of the intruder’s arms, his sword to her
throat.   She gulped, feeling the thin
edge of the weapon cut ever so slightly into her skin.
    “Put your weapons down, Templars .   Or the bitch dies.”
    Templars ?   What the hell?
    Michel and Gabriel both lowered slowly and
dropped their swords to the floor.   The
second intruder moved behind them, kicking the weapons away.   Both her men appeared ready to pounce, their
bodies tightly coiled.   She saw Michel
looking about, the expression on his face calculating.
    Gabriel spoke up.   “Let her go, she has nothing to do with any
of this.”
    “Nothing to do?   She was enough to keep your
attention, allowing us to get inside.”   The masked man scoffed, holding her even
tighter. He ran his tongue down the side of her face. “Was she worth it? She
sure does taste good, so maybe she was.” Bile rose in her throat at the touch
of the man’s mouth on her skin.   Kadence shrugged it off, knowing she had to stay focused if
she had any chance of surviving this.   She
saw Gabriel step forward and the sword of the other man fell to rest in the
middle of his chest, stopping him.   Kadence’s heart beat faster, but she breathed as deep as
she could, all things considered, and attempted to keep her head.   Literally.   Losing it now was not an option; she needed
to keep her wits.
    “Keep back, de la
Cueva.   Stay
where you are.”
    “Let the woman go.   Fight us, like men, not cowards,” Gabriel
spat.
    She saw Michel back up a step as the intruder
and Gabriel continued to argue.   He was
getting close to a side table that held a few trinkets.   Unsure of what he was aiming for, she tried
to watch him from the corner of her eye so as to not bring attention to what he
was doing.
    Gabriel continued to argue, press, trying to
keep the attention firmly on him.   “If
you touch one hair on her head, I will flay you alive.”
    The intruder with his sword lifted let the blade
slide into Gabriel.  
    Kadence screamed, the sound echoing in the
space.   She watched as blood poured down
Gabriel’s stomach and his body dropped weightlessly to his knees.   The attacker yanked the sword out, his booted
foot on Gabriel’s shoulder.   When the
weapon was dislodged, Gabriel eyed her until the light in him expired and he
dropped to the floor.
    Heart beating rapidly in her ears, she felt the
bile rise up in her throat, the need to escape these men, this place, prevalent
in her mind.   She’d just watched two men
murdered, for no apparent reason, the last of which had just had his now pale
lips attached to her body moments before.   She screamed again, unable to handle the death surrounding her.
    In a flash, Michel threw a knife that landed
perfectly in the middle of her attacker’s forehead.   As the limp body fell from her, the sword cut
into her neck some, a thin trickle of blood sliding down the front of her body.   Woozy, she lifted a hand to hold the wound,
trying to remain calm to lessen the blood flow.   Easier said than done.
    Michel then quickly thrust his sword into the
throat of the man who’d slain Gabriel.   She closed her eyes, knowing the sight was only making her heart beat
faster.   The faster it beat, the