[SAMANTHA’s Point of View]
No!
It was as if time turned everything into slow-mo—or was it me that surpassed the limit of my speed? In a split second, I dashed straight in front of my twins, my legs stiff, my body trembling as I shielded both of them with my body. I heard my husband’s scream as he lunged forward to us. Killian’s cry as he tried his best to reach us echoed in my ear, together with the thundering beat of my heart, a painful hammering in my chest that reminded me I had to keep my children alive.
I had to keep them alive!
“SAMANTHA!”
There was no other way. Not enough time. I wrapped my arms around Devon and Diana and buried my face between them, ready to accept my fate. My twins were both in shock at what was coming as they stared at Olivia in her beast form with wide eyes. I squeezed them, felt them in my arms, wanting to make them feel they would be safe no matter what—that I had them. Mommy was there to keep them safe.