King of Tides (The Immortal Iron Brothers #3) Read Online Blue Saffire

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Tags Authors: Series: The Immortal Iron Brothers Series by Blue Saffire
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Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 106600 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 533(@200wpm)___ 426(@250wpm)___ 355(@300wpm)
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I shake my head at the twins as they look to me as if they are going to make a move. Billy will be destroyed and İntikam will be unleashed in all his fury if something were to happen to either man. My mate will lose her mind. I will lose two people I love to insanity in one battle.

“We need to melt the ice,” Billy’s voice comes through the mind link.

“I can throw an ice spear,” Beck replies.

“No. You will do the same thing she’s threatening to do,” Bourne says.

Bardo stumbles to his feet. He attacks Bourne first. I’m proud of Bourne as he holds his own. Billy goes to assist him, but the woman tightens her grasp on Mack’s throat.

“Move and he dies,” the woman barks at Billy.

“I think I get what’s going on here. They are trying to cause me to choose. It’s how İntikam was created. Sevimli was forced to choose between his brother and his son.”

I growl. It seems she’s right. Billy will not lose any of us or her mind. This is a cruel tactic. Our hands are tied.

“What do we do?” Beck asks, sounding like the little boy he is.

“We save our family,” Billy replies.

Ben kraliçeyim

My back has been placed against a wall and I hate it. My babies are under attack and my family is in the middle of something they probably don’t understand. Kenji’s voice fills my head.

“You are not who they think you are. You are who you know you are. That’s the difference between a winner and someone who’s willing to lose.”

All my life, I’ve been told who I could be. Who people thought I should be. Every time, I’ve proven them wrong.

I’m not about to let these people take my life from me. I’m not going to allow my family to be taken away. I have children, I have love, I have a safe home.

“Ben kraliçeyim.”

İntikam voice fills my head for what feels like the last time. “That you are. Well done, young master. Finish them.”

Ardan

I can’t believe my eyes. Billy transforms right before me. It’s such a beautiful sight.

Her avatar awakens and stands behind her in all her glory. A crown on her head covered in ice and surrounded by flowing water just like mine. The avatar reaches to straighten her crown and winks in my direction.

A glance out of the corner of my eye tells me the woman is standing with her mouth open, too transfixed to move. I take that moment to fluid the block of ice Carson is in—melting it.

His true human form begins to fall to the floor. Beck glides toward him to catch him and bring him to the ground safely.

A popping sound fills the air—like the sound of two guns going off—causing me to turn my focus back to Billy. I find her spinning two smoking pistols, one in each hand. She then slams and twists them together at the butts, causing her naginata to reappear as it gleams in her palm.

Billy pops her hip out and nods in satisfaction. She then holds her arms open and squats. Beck and Bourne rush into her arms back in their natural forms. She stands with them in her arms and smiles at me.

“We will fix him. We will bring back his balance, or we will love him as he is,” she says through our link as she repeatedly kisses the top of Beck’s head.

“That we will.”

I look around and find Mack shaking and sobbing beside Carson. The woman lies on the floor with a bullet hole and blue smoke coming from her forehead. I wouldn’t give her the respect of calling her a queen. A puddle of water rests where I last saw Bardo.

The illusion vanishes and we’re back in the middle of the temple where the real battle is happening. My brothers and my other half are still trapped. I need to get them free.

Suddenly, the room begins to shake. The ceiling is crumbling, falling to the floor. At first, I think this is another illusion being forced. Then, a spine-tingling cross between a growl and a grunt fills the air.

“Holy shit,” I breathe as I turn my head toward the sound.


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