Page 110 of Craving Justice


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“But it’s true. Because of you, Aurora could never fully claim her place in society. You sullied her.”

“I didn’t. I loved her.” Dillon’s hand dropped another inch. “I was good. Kept my grades up at school. Got into varsity for tennis.”

None of that had mattered to Aurora. She’d loved her son. His achievements were a bonus.

But Dillon, blinded by insecurity, placed importance on actions that had no real value.

Like making enough money to prove your worth.

Seth blinked. Fuck, what a time for a personal epiphany. Instead, he concentrated on taking down the bastard in front of him.

“But making varsity for tennis wasn’t enough was it, Dillon, because she kept us. Adam, Zach, Heath, and me. She gave us her last name. Moved us into her house.” Seth watched Dillon’s hand drop another inch as his mouth slackened. “If you’d been enough for her, she would have left us back in Sydney.”

“No,” Dillon’s desperate cry was coupled with his finger sliding off the Glock’s trigger.

A zip type noise sounded. Dillon’s body jerked before a red dot bloomed on his forehead. Another two bullets hit his chest. He fell backward.

Seth rushed to Harper. “Sweetness.” His voice cracked, and he didn’t give a damn. “Tell me where you’re hurting.” He shoved his gun in the back of his pants and dragged a handkerchief from his pocket. She didn’t need parts of Dillon’s brain and blood on her face. After wiping quickly, he ran his hands over her face, her hair, feeling her body shivering as Zach removed the strap from across her chest.

She gave Zach a shaky smile. “T-thank you.”

“Babe,” the biker gently cupped her face before stepping back to give Seth more room.

“Harper, speak to me.” Any second now, Seth expected her to succumb to shock.

“I-I’m okay,” She sniffled as her limbs trembled. Her mouth and jaw had started to bruise. He’d died inside watching Dillon take his revenge out on Harper. Now seeing her injuries, he wanted his chance to beat the crap out of Dillon.

Seth glanced over to see Adam crouched down beside the body of their brother. Confusion, dismay, anger, and grief all warred for prominence within Seth. The blood covered body was family, someone who’d been a huge part of his life and who’d turned twisted and horrible.

Adam glanced up, his gaze haunted, pained. Seth guessed one of the bullets that felled Dillon had to have come from Adam.

Heath pulled a key from Dillon’s pants pocket and unlocked her cuffs. “Get her out of here, Seth.”

“Heath,” Harper began and then looked to Adam. “I don’t know how to t-thank you.” Tears ran down her face. “I-I—” She broke off.

Heath dropped a kiss on her forehead, his hand resting on her head a moment longer. “Later, honey. We’ll do this later.” He shared a look with Seth.

“Okay, sweetheart,” Careful of any possible injuries, Seth lifted her in his arms. “Let’s get you out of here.”

“I’m good now you’re with me.” She gave a hiccupping sob as she burrowed against his chest.

He turned and headed toward the blown door that led out into the street. Mindless of the crowd of first responders watching, he kissed her hair and her forehead before he gently kissed her on the mouth. “You had me worried. I thought I wasn’t going to get a chance to tell you.”

She blinked tear-clumped lashes and stared up at him. “Tell me what?”

He let his gaze drink in the beauty of her face, the sound of her voice. All the things he would have given his life for if it meant ensuring her safety. “I love you, Harper.”

She blinked furiously as her eyes teared up again, before lifting her chin high in the air. “Too bloody right you do, handsome.”

Seth threw back his head and laughed. God, she was priceless.

The assembled cops and paramedics cheered. Adam walked up beside Seth and clapped him on the shoulder. “She’ll fit right in, bro.”

Harper’s grin deepened as she glanced at his brother.

Seth dropped another kiss on her mouth, careful to keep pressure away from her bruising. “But before we get too carried away, let’s get you to an emergency room.”

She gripped his shoulders. “No, I don’t need a trip to the hospital. I just need a warm bath and a glass of wine.”

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