They moved deeper into the warehouse, the sounds of the main assault echoing behind them. No resistance yet, the four-armed men were all focused on the SWAT team's frontal attack.
Finally, they reached a heavy metal door at the end of a corridor.
Roman's chest tightened with relief. This was the room.
Rogers positioned himself at the door lock while one of the SWAT officers prepared a small breaching charge. "Remember," he said quietly, "hostages first. Get them out, get them safe."
The charge detonated with a sharp crack, and the door swung open.
Roman's eyes immediately found Keira sitting on a small cot, her head turning toward them in shock. Her dress was torn and dirty, her hair disheveled, but she was upright and alert.
"Keira!" he called out.
What happened next caught everyone off guard. Instead of relief or tears, Keira launched herself off the cot and flew directly into Roman's arms with a force that nearly knocked him backward.
The movement was so unlike her… Keira had always been the independent one, the sister who prided herself on not needing rescue. Keira was a force of nature. But she clung to him now with desperate strength, her whole body shaking.
"Roman," she gasped against his shoulder. "You came. I knew you'd come."
Behind her, Prince Alexei had risen from the cot, swaying slightly. Roman noticed the blood on his temple. He was just as disheveled as Keira, the prince's eyes weren't on the rescue team. They were fixed on Keira with an expression Roman recognized, possessive concern mixed with something deeper. Something that looked suspiciously like jealousy, even though it was clearly her brother-in-law holding her. He often felt the same about his own wife, so the look was easier to recognize.
"Sir," one of the SWAT officers called to Rogers. "Building's secure. All four hostiles in custody."
Rogers nodded, then turned to the rescued hostages. "Medical team's should be waiting outside now. Let's get you both checked out."
Keira finally pulled back from Roman's embrace, wiping her eyes. "Is Blair okay? The baby?"
"She's fine," Roman assured her, though he knew his wife wouldn't truly be fine until she saw her sister safe. "Worried sick, but fine. She's waiting at home. She wanted to be here." It had taken every ounce of reasoning to keep her at home. He knew Luca had had the same fight with Sutton.
Keira nodded, then glanced back at Alexei. Something passed between them, a look loaded with meaning that Roman couldn't quite interpret.
"Can you walk?" Rogers asked the prince.


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