Fallen Into Hell: Fallen: Book 2, Layna Snow [the mitten read aloud .TXT] 📗

capture Melody. It was why she ranted and raved now.

Other people hurting only made Brooke feel better.

Sophie could still remember when she had visited her older sister that day a year ago. She had waited in her apartment for Brooke to get back. Brooke had left her computer open and Sophie noticed that Brooklyn had been talking to someone about spying on Mel.

That was when she realized what was happening. That was when she went to warn Mel, Caleb and Seth. That was the day that she was shot.

She hadn’t known until then that Tim was the one Brooke was working with. But then it all made sense.

And even after that, after her surgeries and being in the hospital, she had used Brooke’s connection with the Alliance to try to get Annie help. If she could pretend that she knew what was happening, maybe she could trade fake information for her sister’s life.

But they never answered back. And they had been running out of time. She had to do something else. She had gone onto to plan B.

“You still don’t get it!” Brooke screamed, pushing up into Sophie’s face again. “It wasn’t just coke he was trading! He was giving me stuff to give Annie. Things to make things better! She had to die! She had to go! She was just lying there and people just asked and asked and asked and there was nothing to say! She wasn’t getting better, she was wasting away. Her body looked like a child’s and she was still there. And she was there…And she had to go! Don’t you see! SHE HAD TO DIE AND YOU MESSED IT ALL UP!”

Brooke’s hand came up so quickly that Soph couldn’t track it. She wasn’t really sure what was happening but stiffened for a blow.

It didn’t help.

The punch landed, smacking into her cheek, sending her head back with a snap.

She never believed that people actually saw stars, but now she knew.

Her head swam, thoughts muddled. Sophie tried to reach out, to stop the attack, but she couldn’t focus.

Brooke’s hands moved again. Slapping and hitting.

Sophie closed her eyes, tried to get her brain working again.

Turning, she tossed her elbow, needing to hold the woman off.

Brooklyn fell backwards, hitting into the floor, and Sophie used the time to get out. She couldn’t help anymore.

She knew instantly that she wouldn’t be able to do anything for Brooke now.

She took two steps from the bedroom, and an arm pulled her from the doorway, into a hard chest.

Not Sin’s.

He was too tall, too big and for a moment fear lodged in her throat.

Until she saw Thane’s eyes.

Then her fear was for her sister.

He pulled her away, even as Sin moved to check on Brooklyn. The woman was standing, holding needles like weapons. Like she had tried to strike, but only got air instead. “Get out! I will kill you Sophie! I WILL!” She screamed, and Thane pulled her further back.

Oh God! Her sister could have killed her! Brooke could have killed her!

Sophie didn’t even understand, and she was too shocked to protest as Thane pulled her towards the kitchen and the back door.

“They are coming. Our people aren’t here yet.” Sin whispered, moving into the kitchen, passing Thane and Sophie.

“Who?” She mouthed. Where was her tablet?

She searched, but couldn’t find it.

Her men looked too worried, and she knew that she should be too.

It wasn’t just Brooklyn. They wouldn’t even bat an eyelash over one stupid Human.

This was bigger!

“Get Brooke!” She mouthed in Sin’s direction, whispering despite the pain it caused.

Sin nodded and smiled sadly. “Love you, hot-stuff.”

Why did that sound so final?

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Oh Shit-oven! This was not going down how he expected it to!

Sin looked around the room. He needed to try to get Phie’s sister away. He knew that he needed to be here, but she didn’t.

He didn’t want to help, he would have let the bitch die, but Sophie had asked, and he couldn’t deny her.

Even as Thane dragged their girl from the apartment, Sin grabbed a knife from the block on the counter and turned to the living room.

He couldn’t believe it, but he had to admit, watching Sophie leave again had hurt. More than he wanted to admit. More than it had before.

Because this time, he knew that he loved her.

Love! Who the fuck thought I’d be able to feel that? But he did.

Love meant that he’d do anything for her. Even follow orders, even join the Hunters.

Even fulfill this stupid part of the job.

He’d let her leave, he’d try to save her sister.

Because Sophie was all that mattered.

Gonna miss you, sweet-cheeks!

Brooklyn stood in the doorway, glaring at him, and he could tell that she was not in her right mind.

She was crazy! She was on drugs. And she didn’t deserve to have a sister like Phie!

“You’re going to come with me. You will get on a plane with your sister. You can go on your own, or I will make you.” He threatened. One Human girl was nothing to him.

“Fuck off!” She screamed, and took a step away, but she didn’t go any further.

It was too soon, but the door was thrown open and one man stepped in.

His ears were the first thing that Sin noticed, sticking out so far that Sin wondered if he could fly!

Brooke turned to see the new threat. “Who are you? This isn’t a party!” She yelled, but the man tilted his head and eyed Sin. “Names.” He demanded, addressing both of them.

“I’m Brooklyn Torres. This is my place. You need to leave now!” Sin noticed that she didn’t threaten to call the police.

But even as she spoke, Sin saw the man’s attention peek.

No!

He