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The door is opened once more and Andrey steps inside looking at the guy on the ground. He is pissed.
Terror’s eyes are dark, and I know he is fighting himself to not hurt him. “Take him to the basement of the clubhouse. I need to find out why the fuck this happened.” Andrey nods, placing his hand on Terror’s shoulder. “I’m sorry this happened to you.” I can see the pain on his face.
He lifts the guy without strain, dragging him out the door and toward the back of the building.
“Let’s get her to the clubhouse so we can get her checked out,” Knight tells Terror. He helps me off the bed and Knight leaves shutting the door so I can get dressed.
I swallow hard when I see the knife in the corner of the room, it looks like something Michael Myers would use on someone.
Terror tilts my head away from the knife so I’m looking at him. “Don’t look at that knife. I will kill the man that dared to try to harm you.”
I nod. “He wanted to kill our baby.”
Terror’s jaw is clenched as he dresses me. I’m shaking like I’m freezing, but I’m not cold. My nerves are completely shot.
He takes one look at me, lifts me up into his arms, and carries me out the front door. I can feel everyone’s eyes on me, and I hide my face in Terror’s chest.
He places me in the truck, just barely moving me to the middle seat and buckles me in, blasting the heat.
But it doesn’t touch the shock I’m feeling. He wraps an arm around me, and we don’t speak as he drives us back to the clubhouse where Knight’s waiting for us outside.
Daniella is by his side, and she looks concerned. I know that he has filled her in on what happened.
Nicole comes out of the clubhouse, and I smile for the first time. “They’re waiting to make sure I’m okay.”
I love the support system that I have now. “Darlin, your shaking is driving me insane.”
He pulls me into his lap, holding me tightly. “I knew you were going to protect me, keep me safe but the knife and him trying to seriously hurt me was more than I could fathom.”
He shakes his head and I kiss his clenched jaw. “It will be okay; Knight will be my doctor now.”
He nods but doesn’t say anything else. He carries me out of the truck and sets me on my feet. The girls rush me, pulling me into a hug. “I’m so sorry. Are you okay?”
I nod and hug them back with the same fierceness they are hugging me. “Let’s get you in and we will get you checked out.” Knight leads us in, the girls on either side of me and Terror at my back. It’s like I have my own entourage.
I’m led into a room and the girls are keeping me distracted. I have a whole group in here with me as Knight examines me and gives me a prescription for vitamins to take.
“Everything looks amazing. You make sure you eat well, okay? You’re just around four weeks pregnant.”
I smile at Terror, relieved. “Thank you for doing this for me,” I say to Knight.
“This won’t be the first baby I have delivered, but nothing is as rewarding as delivering my brothers’ babies.”
Terror kisses my forehead. He is much more relaxed now. “Do you girls mind taking care of her for the next hour? I have some business to attend to.”
I know exactly what business he has to attend to and it’s nothing to do with work. “We got her. We will take her home and make sure she rests,” Daniella tells him. Terror watches as I walk out of the room, and when I look back one last time to check on him, that’s when I know exactly how he got his name.
Right now, he is not the man that brushes my hair so gently. No, I’m looking at the reason they call him Terror.
chapter twelve
Terror
The fear on her face is something I will never ever fucking forget. This man wanted to harm her in the worst possible way.
I wait until she is loaded in the truck and taken to our home. Knight is standing with me, watching. “That was some fucked up shit,” he tells me. I can’t even speak. I held all my rage back because I didn’t want to scare her, and my attention needed to be on her.
We don’t speak. Andrey, Royal, and Knight go with me to the basement. Right in the middle of the floor, sitting in a chair that is bolted to the ground, with a drain under for easy clean up, is the man who is about to meet his maker.
