Love & Decay, Episode 11 Read Online Free

eyes at the same time my lips whispered anxious, desperate prayers for the safety of everyone that had come to our rescue.
                  The fighting went on for forever . The guns never seemed to empty while the muffled shrieking from the Feeders never seemed to diminish.
                  I hated not being able to see what was going on more than anything else- which was saying something since my list of all things loathsome and vile had grown exponentially today. But it was miserable being trapped behind this door, unable to help, unable to contribute.
                  We had no guns though, not even a knife to protect ourselves with. Gage had said before that the bunker was armed, but we’d looked everywhere for weapons when we first closed ourselves in here and couldn’t find anything that could be considered lethal.
                  I needed to stay here until the Feeders were gone, otherwise I would cause an unnecessary distraction. But those moments of fighting against every instinct I had were truly agonizing.
                  I needed to help.
                  But even more than my need to be the hero, I needed to make sure that everyone was Ok.
                  That Haley was fine.
                  That Page wasn’t out there.
                  And that Hendrix had come for me.
                  Kane’s harsh curse behind me propelled me into action. I ripped myself from his hold and felt my willpower, my common sense and every discerning instinct flood my blood again. I was a smart girl- it’s what had kept me alive for two years.
                  I might not have had the genius capacity Haley did, but I possessed the kind of intelligence that kept me breathing- something equivalent to street smarts.
                  My alarm bells were firmly back in place. I’d let the very thing I didn’t want to happen… happen. Trust between Kane and me. The unbreakable bond that was created between us when he saved my life and I saved his, when we’d suffered through these uncertain hours of our dark hell and I faced some of my deepest, most acute fears.
                  A sick sensation of dread and forewarning settled in my stomach and I closed my eyes against the ferocity of feeling. My mind screamed at me with warnings of Hendrix’s safety, of my own- beyond the threat of what Feeders could do to us and into the realm of what Kane looked like as an ominous threat to our lives. My blood raced and rushed for different reasons now.
                  Kane stayed still as I scrambled forward and slammed my back against the hard wall. I couldn’t make out his expression clearly now that the lantern had slipped from my fingers and lay on its side on the floor, but I felt the intensity of his gaze and it only grew this new anxiety inside me.
                  “They came for you,” he stated matter of fact.
                  “I knew they would.”
                  He took a step forward and nodded. “My father arrives soon. He might already be here, my sense of time is off.” I shook my head in agreement and pressed my lips together. “How much do you care for my sister?”
    Confused by his question, I admitted honestly, “Like she’s part of my own family.”
“And Miller?”
    “Same.”
    “If my father finds them he might be angry enough to kill them. At the very least he’ll take them
    home with him. And it will not end well there. Do you understand? He can’t find them.”
                  “Are you protecting them?” I asked skeptically.
                  “Gage will probably be smart enough to keep them hidden. He’s an asshole, but he’s a smart asshole.”
                  I hoped Kane was right about that.
                  “But what about the Parkers? How are you