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I didn’t have the time or energy to argue. My bloodlust was consuming me, demanding that I get to her as soon as I could. They could have been doing anything to her, and the thought of how far they would go scared me.
There was a code between the families of The Enterprise, but this crew didn’t have codes. They took what they wanted when they wanted. It made them stupid. But also dangerous.
My tires squealed as I pulled into the lot of the apartment building. I jumped out of the car, spotting Christian’s car behind mine. I didn’t have time to think about the fact that they’d all come with me, not when Luna was so close and hurt.
My heart hammered as I took the stairs up to her old apartment two at a time. I grasped my gun, holding it in front of me and not stopping as I got to her door. I tried the handle, but for once, they’d locked it. That wouldn’t stop me though. I lifted my foot, slamming it against the flimsy lock. It split in two down the middle, my foot going right through it.
Shouts from the apartment reached my ears, but I ignored them, flicking the lock off from the inside and pushing the door open fully.
Gun raised with Lorenzo by my side, I rushed into the living room. Rafael and Mario checked the kitchen, shouting that it was clear. The living room wasn’t though. Two men stood with their guns raised,
but they hesitated. A brutal mistake.
I fired off a shot, taking the one directly in front of me down. Blood sprayed from the single bullet hole between his eyes, brain matter splattering on the window behind him. Lorenzo took the other one out and I searched the rest of the room, not seeing anything else.
“They’re up here!” Romeo shouted.
I sprinted back into the hallway and up the stairs, feeling like I couldn’t breathe. I feared the worst, and if I really thought about it, I’d realize this was the reason why I’d never wanted a commitment. Luna was worth it though. She’d always be worth it.
Wood splintering blasted through the house, and when I got to the top of the stairs, Romeo had finally gotten the door down and rushed inside with Christian right behind him.
My stomach dropped, my footsteps feeling like they were in slow motion. My ears were ringing, my hands shaking. And when I finally stood in the doorway, I inhaled a breath.
A woman dove at Romeo, trying to stop his entrance, but with a quick swipe of his arm, he knocked her to the side. He pinned her to the ground, his gun in her face, but she didn’t seem to care that he could end her life with one squeeze of the trigger.
“You finally made it!” I spun around, clenching my teeth so hard I heard one of them crack.
“I’ll fuckin’ kill you,” I ground out, raising my gun on Tanner. Christian’s arm against his throat held him in place. Tanner’s eyes lit up. He was enjoying this.
“We’ll handle them,” Lorenzo said, placing his hand on my shoulder. “See to Luna.” His voice was off, a tone I’d never heard from him before.
“Wh—” My knees shook, threatening to take me to the floor. They’d shot her up. I couldn’t catch my breath. I couldn’t get oxygen into my lungs. The bastard had shot her up.
I dropped my arm at my side, slowly stowing away my gun in my waistband, but I didn’t move a step toward her. I couldn’t…I couldn’t get my feet to work. Her face was a picture of happiness, her lips pulled into a smile, but in contrast, purple bruising was pushing through her normally clear skin. Dried blood tracked from her nose and across her cheeks. Fresh blood leaked from a cut in her eyebrow.
She needed a hospital. She needed…fuck…she needed me.
One foot in front of the other, it took six steps to get to her side. The room disappeared, and all that mattered was the woman strapped to the bed that I loved with everything I had. I’d have given anything to take her place in that moment. Anything to take her pain away.
“Darlin’,” I murmured, crouching beside her. I stroked the side of her face causing her to groan, but I wasn’t sure whether it was pleasure or pain. “I got you,” I whispered, not sure if I was reassuring her or myself. I reached for the bindings on her ankles, catching sight of Romeo and Christian as they led the two people who had done this to her out of the room.
“Mateo?” she whispered, bringing her knees up.
“I got you,” I repeated, firmer this time.
The rope around her wrists had dug into her skin, leaving behind an impression of the twists, and I was sure it’d bruise.
“I don’t like it,” she cried out, and I snapped the rubber band off her arm, staring at the track mark where they’d injected her. “Make it stop.” Her arms stayed in the same position they’d been strapped in, so I leaned over her, slowly moving them down.
“I will, baby,” I told her, feeling a lump in my throat. “I’ll make it stop.”
She sobbed, tears streaming down her face and mixing with the blood. “I like it,” she croaked out. “I don’t want to like it.
“I know,” I whispered, moving my arm beneath her back and under her legs. I pulled her to my chest. Her arms flopped at her sides, but it didn’t matter because I had her now. I had her securely against me, and I’d never let go.
I stood, taking a breath, trying to hold myself together. But I knew I wouldn’t be able to, not when I got down there and saw the faces of the people who did this to her.
Her head rolled forward, falling to my chest and resting over my rampantly beating heart.
