The Divorced Military Queen Awakens (by Sadie Baxter) novel Chapter 447

Chapter 447 A Hazard

Chapter 447 A Hazard

Panic blanching her cheeks, Jade tried to summon her men.

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Most lay groaning on the ground; the few still conscious had neither strength nor courage to

rise.

“D–Don’t be rash! If you pull that trigger, the Rowley family will see you dead before you cross the border!” The threat trembled even as it left her lips.

Julius kept the rifle steady. “Whether I leave Celosia isn’t your family’s decision. But you- you’re a hazard I won’t allow to linger.”

The memory of the recent firestorm that had nearly claimed Quinn flashed behind his eyes, fanning the colder rage in his veins.

He wanted her safe and sound; he wouldn’t allow anyone to touch her.

Jade longed to run, but her legs felt like they were made from lead. At this range, even an air rifle could punch through flesh and bone.

“Wait–please! Spare me and I’ll pay anything, everything!” Her tone collapsed into begging, all earlier arrogance scrubbed clean.

Julius‘ face did not twitch; his finger tightened on the trigger.

Jade shrieked, squeezing her eyes shut. “No! Don’t!”

Silence followed; the expected pain never arrived.

Jade forced her trembling eyelids apart. The world snapped into focus just in time to see Quinn’s slim fingers curl around Julius‘ trigger hand, halting the gun a breath before it spat death.

“Don’t, Julius. There’s no sense in courting trouble over a woman like her.” Quinn’s voice was low yet firm, the kind one uses to pull a loved one back from a ledge.

“I don’t care,” Julius answered, voice flat as steel. “If the Rowley heiress thinks she can drag the Whitethorn name into scandal, she’s sorely out of her league.”

“But I care,” Quinn insisted, stepping closer, blocking the muzzle with nothing but her body and conviction. “I won’t watch you ruin yourself for my sake. Whether she dies or only gets wounded, the law will come for you.”

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She knew Julius possessed a hundred paths to slip any penalty, yet she refused to let even one smear stain the hands she loved.

“She wants your life,” Julius growled, as though that single fact granted him every right to take

hers.

“Do you truly think my life is so easily claimed?” Quinn lifted her chin. “Even if she wants me dead, desire alone won’t give her the skill.”

“Even a one–in–ten–thousand chance is too high,” he muttered. He feared waking to an empty world, feared the day Quinn vanished without a trace.

Julius‘ obstinacy unfolded before Quinn like a storm cloud, darker and larger than she had ever pictured.

That he would contemplate murder over a single vicious remark left her reeling.

“Punish the Rowleys if you must–there are other ways,” she said, her gaze steady. “I don’t want blood on your hands. Call me naïve or foolish, but the lessons drilled into me since childhood won’t allow it.”

She eased her fingers over the cold barrel, gently prying the weapon from Julius‘ clasp as though untangling a thorn from flesh.

“Julius, I never want your palms drenched in blood because of me. If that woman truly comes for my life, I’ll claim hers myself,” she said.

With the words still hanging, Quinn cast Jade a sidelong glance sharp enough to draw a cut.

“Y–Yes! I swear I’ll never do anything to you guys again, especially toward the lady!” Jade stammered, knees trembling so hard they nearly knocked together.

Pride evaporated when a trigger hovered inches from her chest; survival, she realized, mattered far more.

The handsome veneer on that man masked pure lunacy–of that, Jade was now painfully

certain.

What madness possessed me to ever fancy such a man? She wanted to slap herself awake.

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