Mirabella's Pov

"No." 

I state my answer with a tone of finality. My husband scoffs, his head bobbing a few times. His tongues darts out and swipes across his teeth.

"Till death do us part."

Those are the words that flow through the air before another side to my husband is activated. He runs through the rain of bullets, doing his very best to protect himself until he's gotten to our daughter.

With one swift motion, he sweeps her off her feet and with the same speed, he runs like his ...