Linnea POV
There were men coming from all sides and Olivia grabbed my arm.
“If you f*ckers think that you’re gonna sell us again, you’re dead wrong!” She shouted, making them laugh.
“Let’s take them.” One of the men snickered.
He pulled out a silver collar and my blood went cold.
I felt my palms starting to heat up, so I pulled Olivia down with one hand while I held up the other towards the man coming at me.
Balls of fire shot from my hand and set him ablaze.
Within seconds, he was lying down in the ground screaming and convulsing in agony.
The fire from the man spread to one of the chairs next to him and on the carpeted floor.
“Sh*t.” I heard Olivia mutter as the men started to run out of there.
I looked over my shoulder and gasped when I saw the fire spreading quickly.
