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“He had my fucking room key!”

“She won’t think that, Shane. She knows you wouldn’t do that to her.”

I pull up a chair and sit beside her bed while he removes the cuffs from her wrists with the bolt cutters. I wish that I could believe him.

Conor and I sit watching her for almost an hour before she finally starts to stir. I edge forward in my seat and my heart hammers in my chest as I wait for her to wake up.

Her eyelids flicker open and the first thing I see in them is sheer terror. She turns her head and looks directly at me. The fear that still lingers in them breaks me.

“Jessie,” Conor says softly. “You’re safe, Angel.”

“Where is he?” she says, her voice hoarse as she looks around the room like a frightened rabbit trapped in the paws of a lion.

“He’s not here,” he reaches forward and takes her hand but she pulls it from him.

“It’s just me and Shane,” he adds.

“Shane?” she looks back to me. The confusion and the fear in her eyes almost rips out my heart. Then the tears start running down her face and I bow my head because this is all my fucking fault.

Conor is up off his chair and sitting on the bed beside her. He takes her hand again and this time she lets him.

“He came for me,” she whispers. “He said he’s your uncle.”

“He is our uncle, Jessie. But we had no idea he was the Wolf,” Conor says.

“Did you know?” she directs her question to me and that she would even ask hurts more than I can stand.

“No.”

She stares at me and I can’t tell whether she believes me or not. I figure she’s still feeling the effects of whatever drugs Paul gave her because her expression is almost blank now and completely unreadable. “What happened? How did you find me?”

“Shane realized who the Wolf was after he took you. He had Liam follow him and he found you at that farmhouse and brought you back.”

“Liam is here?” the light flickers in her eyes at the mention of his name.

“Yes. And Mikey. They’ve just gone out for some supplies. They’ll be back soon,” Conor replies.

“And you’re here,” she frowns as she reaches out and touches his face. “Or am I dreaming?”

“No. I’m here, Angel,” he whispers. “I’m never leaving your side again.”

She smiles at him. I watch the two of them together. I am relieved that she is safe and that she seems okay, at least physically, but I am hurt that it’s Conor she still turns to, and that it was the thought of the twins that made her come back from whatever hell she was just in.

Chapter 28

Conor

Jessie lifts the covers and looks down at herself. She is still wearing Liam’s coat and nothing else. I couldn’t bear to have one of us dress her earlier. Even though any of us would have treated her with nothing but love and respect, it just didn’t feel right to be touching her while she was unconscious. Not after what he did to her.

My heart is breaking as I think about what she has been through in the past twenty-four hours. The next time I see my uncle, I will burn his cock off with a blow torch before I crush every bone in his body, and I will let my girl watch while I do it.

“I need to shower,” she croaks, snapping me from my murderous thoughts. I swear if it wasn’t for the fact that she needed us to be strong for her now, me and my brothers would have fucking lost it.

“Of course, Angel. I’ll help you.” I’m not sure if she’ll want to be touched but she allows me to lift her from the bed and carry her to the bathroom. Setting her down on her feet, I keep my hands on her waist as she wobbles unsteadily on her feet. She holds onto my forearms as she steadies herself. “I’m fine now,” she whispers and I leave her for a second to turn on the shower.

“Hotter,” she instructs me and I turn the dial to increase the temperature until steam fills the room.

She walks in, still shaky on her feet and I follow close behind her. The heat from the shower is fierce even though I’m in my shirt and jeans. She turns to me, as though she hadn’t expected me to still be here, but there’s not a chance in hell I’m leaving her side. She looks up at me and I see the moment she breaks. Her eyelids flicker and she falls forward, straight into my arms. I wrap them around her as she presses her face against my chest and starts to sob like I’ve never seen her before. Her entire body shudders with the strength of her tears and I feel completely powerless to help her as we stand beneath the scalding water.

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