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I fumbled for the clasp on my seatbelt and yanked open the door, shoving it wide as I clambered from the vehicle. But Riven never called my name, just let me race along the driveway that ran down the edge of the path until two armed gunmen stepped out from the corner of the house.
“You’re clear to go in, Ms. King.” One gave a nod and stepped to the side. “Mrs. St. James is expecting you.”
Mrs. St. James.
I doubt I’d ever get used to that. My little sister was now a married woman. I forced a smile and made for the back door, yanked it open, and rushed through. “Viv! Vivvv!!”
Movement came from the doorway to the kitchen. Guild stepped out, carrying a tray of coffee and two neat sandwiches. He lifted his gaze. “Helene.”
I glanced around. “Is everything okay? Where is everyone?”
“They’re in the gym.”
“The gym?” What the fuck…
He started walking. But the creak of the door behind me and the heavy steps that followed drew my gaze. Riven and Hunter stepped in. Kane and Thomas followed as I turned back and started walking, hurrying to catch up to Guild as he made for the east wing of the house.
“What the hell is going on in the gym?”
“You’ll need to see it to understand,” he muttered.
Riven and Hunter caught up as we strode along the hallway, all the way to the end.
“Over there!” Vivienne called out. “Carven…you’re doing it wrong!”
I stepped into the doorway of what used to be a fully equipped gym to find…chaos.
A blow-up pool sat in the middle of the space. Vivienne stood next to it with a pissed off look on her face. Carven carried the biggest punching bag I’d ever seen heaved onto his shoulders to carry it where I wasn’t quite sure. I glanced at Ryth, holding her baby, and Nick and Tobias, who were not even trying to cover their smirks as Viv waddled toward Carven.
“What’s going on here?”
She stopped, then slowly spun around. Her smile was instant, highlighting the dark circles under her eyes. “What do you think?” She waved her hand around the room.
I stepped closer as Carven gave a grunt and heaved that bag into the corner of the room and dropped it with a thud. “It’s…” I started, looking around the room trying to understand exactly what I was looking at. “It’s lovely.”
Viv scowled, then followed my stare. “It’s not lovely, Hel…it’s a birthing room.”
I jerked my gaze to hers and my eyes widened. “A birthing room?”
“Yeah.” She said slowly, concern creasing her brow. “You know.” She waved her hand over her massive belly. “Where you give birth.”
Ryth just chuckled before she handed over my nephew to Tobias and headed our way. She still walked slower, favoring her side. But she was alive…and with us. I opened my arms as she neared and wrapped one arm around her, waiting for Viv to step close and complete the circle. She did, all belly and the scent of Chanel.
I closed my eyes, my arms wrapped around my sisters.
My…sisters.
I’d waited for what felt like a lifetime for this moment. I’d dreamed about it, ached for it, and for a long time watched as it slipped through my fingers as I lost my sisters to the Order. Still, I’d fought. I’d fought for them when I no longer had the strength to fight for myself.
Riven cleared his throat gently behind me.
Now I didn’t have to fight alone.
“Riven.” Nick’s deep voice followed.
“Nick…London.” Riven answered.
I lifted my head and opened my eyes as the birthing room was filled with men armed to the teeth. The plastic pool, covered with cartoon palms and beach balls, half filled with water looked so out of place here. A terrifying reminder of just what we were up against.
