(BOUND, The Guardians #1)
He clenches my throat tighter. Things begin go fuzzy. My heart beats faster. I think about my family, how I should’ve listened to my father. He was right; no good deed ever did go unpunished. I’m petrified that now, I’m going to die because of it.
The man’s hand is ripped from my throat, by Leo. The Successor rushes in and pushes the man back. We topple backwards and both land on the ground. I cough from the strain on my neck. Once the air is back in my lungs, I glance around.
Leo wearily brings himself to his feet. ‘Enough, Grandfather. Leave her alone.’
‘What do you think you are doing?’ Dorkarn asks Leo. ‘Why do you interfere? What is this girl to you?’
Leo stands as straight as he can manage, making his way closer to the older man. The two are almost the same height: tall and powerful. The Successor glances at me in silence. His expression is muddled and confused. Unexpectedly, he gives me a strong nod, although it seems as if he’s nodding to himself.
‘Grandfather …I chose her.’