#Chapter 34: The Rescue

Sienna’s POV Asher was on top of the two men holding me, ripping them away so quickly that I fell straight to the ground, scrambling to get the cloth out of my mouth. I wanted to sob. Deep, heaving, thankful sobs. There wasn’t time to do that, though, so instead, I jumped the man that was leading us down the path, shoving him to the ground as Asher beat the other two senseless. I might have been weaker than normal, but my anger drove my adrenaline high, my legs wrapping around the mans neck until he fell still, unconscious. Not dead. Julian might be a monster, but I would never stoop to his level. “Asher,” I choked out, stumbling towards him as soon as the two men were still on the ground, blood trickling from their faces. “What the hell happened?” Asher breathed, scooping me into his arms and holding me tight. “The fire,” I whimpered, nuzzling into his shoulder. “They grabbed me in the smoke.” I glanced back over