Kirigan stepped forward, frown etched deeply onto his features. They had betrayed him. The children he had raised, had trained, had cared for. Alina, who he had showed so much kindness to…. They would rue the day. “I don’t want them hurt,” he ordered quietly. “If they attempt to resist, I want them unconscious.”
“David?” Alina questioned again, worried. She exchanged glances with Nikolai before she stepped forward, sidestepping a hand outstretched to stop her. And then she skidded to a stop.
“….what did you do to David?” Her tone was full of accusation, every muscle tense.