The bullet shot through the thick air, and Rick let out a loud laugh, his chest heaving with the sound as he celebrated his fast victory.
"I knew it!" He gasped, his voice carried by the wind as he walked toward Nate who lay flat on the floor. "I just knew you were a piece of trash who couldn't think for himself."
"You rushed here with no backup or protection to save a woman? How gullible must you be?"
He reached Nate, his build towering over the lifeless body and he couldn't wait to see the blood that would seep out, forming a pool.
"Now…let's see…" He bent to Nate's level with a grin that spread across his face so wide. "Let's see if you have just the same amount of blood as your woman, pauper—"
"Ahh…"
His words were cut short as a flash shot through him. The next second, he had his throat pinned to the floor while his body was heavily shrouded by a large body.
He came face to face with Nate who had a wicked smirk on his face, eyes wide with a mocking glare. It happened so fast as he realized the pauper he thought he had shot had dodged the bullet so nicely that he didn't even notice.
The bullet lodged onto the hard floor, a far distance away from them.
"You…"
"Did you think you could kill me so easily?" He snarled, as his lips twitched. He felt a surge of rage through his body as his grip clamped harder on Rick's throat.
"Try harder, bastard!"
"Let me go!" Rick snapped. "This instant—"
"Oh, you can still talk?" Nate cut in, and the next second, he slammed his fist directly on the back of Rick's head.
A sharp jolt of pain shot through his body as his vision blurred and his consciousness slipped into the darkest recess.
"I will be back for you..." He whispered.
The next second, he rushed quickly to Nyx who still lay in the pool of her blood. Her skin was pale and a few parts of her body had turned blue and red due to the bruises.
"Nyx…wake up!" He tapped her cheeks as he shook her body endlessly. However, she wasn't responding. Her pulse was slow, almost nothing and he knew just one more minute spent there, and she might never make it.
He had been in a similar predicament last night, and although he could save Nyx now using the Super Healing Technique, he didn't dare to try it.
What if Nyx became his ally or something worse? He wouldn't be able to stand her following his orders like a robot when all he wanted was her warm presence.
But at the same time, if she died before they got to the hospital, then he would blame himself endlessly.
By the time he made his decision, he had already carried her into his brand new car and he didn't bat an eyelid as her blood seeped into the car seat.
His feet stepped on the gas, shooting all the way to the hospital and the medics on standby quickly had her wheeled into the emergency unit.
"Fuck!" He let out, as frustration overwhelmed him. He vowed never to leave her unattended again.
As he paced around the waiting room, his phone vibrated in his pocket. His brows creased when it was an unknown number calling but he didn't hesitate before picking it up.
"Nate?" A shrill and panicked voice cut through as soon as the call connected. "Is that you, Nate?"
"Yes…" He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. "It's me."
Also, he found the voice familiar, "Is this Professor Claire?"
"Yes!" she answered. "Thank goodness I finally got through to you. Nyx…Nyx is in danger. Someone…Rick has her."
"I called the police but they said they couldn't launch an investigation until after 24 hours…"
"It's fine…" Nate let out. "Nyx is fine. You don't have to worry. I got to her quickly before Rick could kill her. It's my fault for not taking care of her…"
He could hear the sigh of relief from the other end of the phone and he let out a sigh too.
"Where are you now? I will be there this instant!"
He quickly gave her the hospital's location and it seemed Claire was a flash as she shot through the emergency entrance in just 15 minutes. Sweat trickled down her face, her chest heaved and her cheeks were rosy red.
He was momentarily stunned by how disheveled she was but at the same time so beautiful. He felt something hammer against his chest as his little brother twitched within his pants.
He wondered if this was the system manipulating him or if this was just his own natural response.
"Nate!" She came dashing toward him, as he stood up to meet her halfway. However, he didn't expect her to run into him and wrap her hands around him.
"Uhmm…" He let out, as his blood turned hotter and rushed down his waist.
"Thank goodness she is alright..."
Her words flowed out of his ears, as his mind became incoherent. Her big boobs, rubbed against his chest, softly and he could even feel her nipples through her clothes!
He wondered if she wore some sort of underwear inside there or not.
As she pulled away, he couldn't help but turn away from her to hide his bulge. He wasn't shy but then the situation they were in was precarious. Nyx was in a critical state.
They sat side by side, waiting until the inner doors would open. The doctors were taking an awful amount of time to tell them the status of Nyx's situation.
And a few minutes later, the doors opened, however, it wasn't the inner doors, it was the entrance.
Five policemen stepped into the space, their hard gaze directly on Nate. They marched toward him, their metal handcuffs clinking and it sent a ripple of waves Nate didn't like.
"Nate Williams?" They called out and he stood up with a nod.
"You are under arrest for trespassing, assault, and attempted murder."