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But on her.On my Ghost,it wasn’t art.
I bent, my vision darkening at the edges as the shadow inside swelled, aching for vengeance, making me shudder.
“We need to get you to a hospital,” Grey was saying, but it was like he was speaking underwater, growing more and more distant. “Come on, baby.”
“Rook?”
I heard her call, tried to latch on to it, let it drag me to the surface, but there was a stronger call from the deep.
My vision tinted red as I rose up, watching Grey with Ava Jade cradled in his arms as he carried her back to the minivan, opening the side door to help her into the seat.
Her eyes locked with mine, disarming me like a pin put back in a grenade. Theneedthere so clear that it rattled me back to myself, shaking liquid from the corners of my eyes.
I had no memory of movement, but suddenly I was there, stopping Grey from closing the door, slipping into the backseat with her, gently lifting her body so that she could lie across my lap. Her hands wrapped around my thigh, holding tight.
Grey shut the door behind us, jumping into the front seat.
I brushed the sweat-dampened hair away from her overheated forehead, hating how pale she looked. How frail he’d made her.
She shivered at my touch. “Promise me…” she said, her voice a low growl in the dark, beckoning to the most savage parts of me.
Grey pushed the Jag off the road with the minivan, grinding gears, alternating between drive and reverse, cursing under his breath until the dark backroad was clear and we were moving again.
“Anything.”
“Promise me he’ll suffer.”
My vision darkened as I threaded my fingers through hers, gripping tight.
“No one will ever suffer more.”
* * *
What the fuckwas taking so long?
I tapped my foot on the tile, flexing my jaw, leaning over my knees with my hands clasped together.
“Shouldn’t she be out by now?” Grey echoed my worry, pacing the hallway outside the door to the x-ray room at the hospital. The one fucking place the docs vetoed us from entering while they took comprehensive scans of her stomach and pelvic region, checking for anything worse than what we could see on the surface of her skin.
It was the last item in an hours-long endeavor to have every inch of her checked. Which she only agreed toafterseeing Corvus and Becca for herself. Pinkie and a few of the other guys in the hall guarding both rooms regarded her with obvious shock, making way for her to pass with nods of respect. There had been no change in Becca’s status, and Corvus was doing well, resting with a knot in his brows even in sleep.
I was going to wake him, but Ghost said not to, leaning over to kiss his forehead and brush her fingertips over the shaved hair around the new scars on his skull before taking a seat next to him.
The only reason she left to have herself checked out at all was because Grey made Pinkie promise that he’d call us the second Corvus woke up.
They attended to her burns first. My Ghost refused the offer of pain medication before they set to cleaning the burns, removing the dead skin and applying grafts. She bore it with a sort of numb resignation, the only indication it hurt at all the occasional twitch of her nose.
Grey and I each held a hand as a nurse performed a rape kit on her after she admitted she didn’t know whether he’d violated her since she’d been unconscious most of the fucking time. She wouldn’t look at us before or after the nurse finished, jotting notes down on a clipboard and promising the doctor would share them with her once the rest of her examinations were complete.
We waited as they inserted an IV needle into her arm to get her fluids she desperately needed. And while they drew blood afterward.
Always at her side.
Until now.
It didn’t matter that we had the entire hospital filled with Saints now. Or that the staff were aware of a potential threat with all members of security holding a picture of Drake’s face in their phones. Right now, this door separating us from her was the most repulsive object I’d ever seen, and if she didn’t exit it in the next three seconds, I was going to break it the fuck down.
Grey’s phone rang, and he lifted it to his ear, never ceasing his pacing footsteps in front of the door.
