Page 61 of Creed

Dodge leans over, kissing her cheek before turning back to the road. “Your life can change too, Morgan. You never have to go back if you don’t want to.”

Back to where? My apartment or my job? Neither sound appealing. The worst part is I don’t even know where Creed lives, so it’s not like I could ask to move in with him. My hand rubs over my belly, feeling more lost than ever.

I’m lost in my thoughts for the rest of the silent drive, my heart pumping double time as we pull through the massive gate. The house seems even larger once we park in front and climb out.

Dodge pauses outside the door of the club and peers down at me.

My heart skips a beat. “What?”

Autumn moves closer to him, tucking her arm into his elbow.

“Some of the men might react to your face. We don’t take kindly to woman beaters.”

I nod. “I understand. Do you want me to keep the glasses on?”

He shakes his head. “No, it’s worse to try to hide it. They’re all nosy bitches.”

Autumn snorts. “A bunch of teddy bears I swear.”

Dodge doesn’t seem to agree, but he still doesn’t move, and I feel like there’s more he wants to say. He clears his throat and glances around the parking lot before his eyes fall back on me. “Creed seems to have claimed you, but we got family in there. Anything you see…if it gets back to the cops?—”

“I quit. And there’s nothing that could convince me to go back. I would never do anything to hurt your family, or Creed. I…uhm.”

Autumn taps Dodge’s chest. “She loves him.”

My eyes widen. I’ve never said or acknowledged that, not even in my mind. Do I love Creed? It seems impossible to think about at this moment.

Dodge laughs. “Look at her. She sure does. Come on. Let’s get you introduced.”

He opens the door and Autumn walks through first, a hand on her belly and a reassuring smile thrown to me over her shoulder.

Dodge nods for me to walk in, and I do slowly. One foot in front of the other with my breath held as I enter the large house. I’m greeted by men lined up in the foyer, all in cuts, with stoic expressions on their faces.

My hands shake as I pull off the sunglasses, the snap of them closing startling me as I blink back the tears from the silent, intense air.

Dodge closes the door, moving to stand behind me. “This is Morgan. Creed’s woman.”

Autumn comes to my side, squeezing my elbow.

Gage breaks apart from the rest, and I zero in on the president patch on his chest across from his name. It feels heavier than before. “You’re safe here, Morgan. We won’t let anyone hurt you,” he says.

My lips tilt up in thanks. I vaguely remember some of their names, not fully listening at the station when others would complain about Devil’s Tide. It’s hard to keep track when some use road names and others use legal names.

“Creed got picked up before I could stop him,” Dodge tells him.

Gage nods. “Judge called.” He looks at me, his eyes staring so intensely it’s as if he’s searching into my soul. “Your father is in the hospital. A doctor on staff said it’s not looking good.”

I cast my attention to the floor and take a deep breath before straightening my shoulders and looking back up at the club’s president. My hand covers my stomach, and his eyes flit to it for a brief second.

“I turned in my badge and gun. As far as I know, the only family I have are Creed and our baby.”

A gleam of respect flashes in Gage’s eyes.

Autumn squeezes my arm. “And the rest of the club. We’re a family.”

Her words push a knot of emotion into my throat, and I turn to her with a soft smile. “Thank you. I know I’ll have to work to gain everyone’s trust, but I hope we will be.”

Gage sighs, but he doesn’t sound annoyed, more like he’s sad it’s come to this. “Alright. Let’s get you resting until whenever thefuck Creed gets home.” He waves some women over. None that I met on the bike ride I went with them that day.