Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 353

The airport was still a chaotic mess.

As Susanna made her way through the terminal, she could hear the distant shouts echoing through the halls, making her whole body tense up. Her eyes were wide with fear.

Hull glanced back and saw her stumbling, her legs shaking so much she could hardly walk straight.

"Scared?" he asked, his voice low and steady, though there was a hint of something intense in his eyes.

Susanna nodded, her voice trembling. "Terrified."

No kidding, she thought. Sure, she loved a good action movie, but this was nothing like watching from the safety of her couch. This was real- one wrong move could cost her everything.

She trailed Hull closely, keeping a strict three-foot distance, terrified to lose sight of him for even a second. His long strides forced her into a near jog, her breathing growing labored as she struggled to keep up.

Hearing her panting, Hull slowed his pace slightly.

Suddenly, as they rounded a corner, two masked figures appeared out of nowhere, weapons raised. The gunfire erupted almost instantly.

Hull reacted with lightning speed, pulling Susanna close as the attackers crumpled to the ground.

It all happened so fast that Susanna barely had time to process. Her pupils dilated in shock, and before she knew it, she was clinging to Hull's neck, her legs tightly wrapped around his waist.

Hull pressed her against the cold wall, feeling the weight around his waist and said in a clipped tone, "Get down."

"No! I won't! I want to go home- I want to go home," she whimpered, shaking her head frantically, eyes squeezed shut, refusing to let go.

Hull's cool, dangerous presence loomed over her, amplifying her panic. Susanna silently prayed to her grandma, hoping for protection to get through this ordeal.

Hull tried to pry her off, but as soon as he did, she collapsed to the ground, her legs too weak from fear to hold her up.

"I want Star," she cried, "I need to get back to the plane, find Star."

So much for not being a burden—right now, Susanna was beyond terrified, and all she could think of was the safety she felt with Stella.

Hull looked down at her trembling form, his expression unreadable but clearly exasperated. With a resigned sigh, he crouched down, lifting her effortlessly off the floor. Her body hung limp in his grip, swaying slightly with each step he took.