Chapter 157
[DOMINIC’s Point of View]
“Diana! Devon!”
Once Olivia disappeared, we ran straight to the coffin where Devon and Diana were lying. To my surprise, the coffin closed, covering both my twins with a heavy and thick crystal lid. My wife’s scream echoed all over the hall as I punched the crystal lid with all my strength. Killian and she did the same in panic. But it was so tough that Killian broke his knuckles, and blood sprayed on the crystal lid from my busted fists.
“Enough!” Samantha cried as she dropped her face into both of her shaking hands. “Enough! You are both just hurting yourself!”
I stepped away from the coffin, panting and full of frustration. I covered the upper half of my face with my busted hand, smudging my forehead and my eyes with my blood like war paint. Killian cursed under his breath as his eyes brimmed with tears, feeling so angry and scared for the twins, scared that we couldn’t do anything to get them both out. My teeth ground in anger as I roared and then looked at my wife. She was devastated, and I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know how I could comfort her...
I was f*cking useless.
“What are we going to do now?! How are we going to get them out of that—that f*cking thing?!” Killian snarled in anger; he rested his hand on his hip, the other dragging down his face. I wanted to tell him to go the f*ck away and we didn’t need him. But I knew the last thing that Samantha would want to hear at that moment was me and Killian fighting.
So I shut my mouth and looked around, hoping I could find anything that would help us get the kids out of that crystal coffin.
“Do you think they can breathe inside?” Samantha cried; her eyes were red and puffy, and it killed me to watch her in that kind of agony. “Are they even still alive!?”
“I can feel them through the bond. They are just sleeping, my love,” I whispered to her as I held her hand. Her puffy eyes gazed up at me, and my heart shattered into a thousand pieces once more. “We will get them out,” I promised her.
I wasn’t sure how. But I would do anything to save my twins and take them away from here...
I walked around the place. The corners were dark, and only small torches illuminated the place, dim enough for normal eyes to see the faces of what was inside the coffins. Then I looked up and squinted my eyes and noticed something strange on the ceiling.