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“You must have a death wish,” I growl, answering the phone.
“I must have,” he snorts. “Need you here. We found ‘em.” Pirate hangs up, leaving me wanting to throttle him.
They found the motherfucker I’ve been looking for, and now I’m going to have to go with blue balls the rest of the day. This doesn’t make me happy, and the asshat who thought they could fuck with my woman is gonna pay for my predicament.
* * *
“You get off on threatening women?” I snarl, kicking at the motherfucker who Pirate found. My anger boils tenfold at the shit the man has on his walls. Pictures of Shyann’s social media are taped on every inch, proving how obsessed he is with my woman.
“Fuck you,” the dickwad groans and cries as I continue to beat the hell out of him.
I ball my hands into fists and kneel down next to the asshole and slam my fist into his face. I wail on him. The images of those pictures sear themselves in my head, making me hit him even harder. While I handle him, I notice my brothers pulling the images down from the walls and start burning them.
“Brother, you keep going at it like you are, you’ll kill the fucker,” Sabotage states.
Several of my brothers followed me out when Pirate explained what was going on and what he found.
Grunting, I give the asshole on the floor another punch to the face. He’s barely conscious as I stand to my feet and spit on him. “Come near Shyann, and I’ll kill you next time.” I deliver one last blow, kicking him in the stomach.
“All right, brother, let’s get out of here and get to the clubhouse. It’s time for a beer,” Maverick announces, slapping a hand on my shoulder. He’d only just gotten back into town the day before, along with Grimm. Rampage stayed behind, having been put in charge of the Indiana charter.
I give him a quick look seeing the anger pouring out of the dark orbs and the way he’s clenching his jaw. I don’t know what’s up with him, but he’s pissed and most likely ain’t gonna talk about it.
“Yeah, a beer sounds good,” I mutter, flexing my fingers. “Let’s get away from this dumbass.”
* * *
I follow my brothers taking up the rear on the way back to the clubhouse. I texted Shyann before we left dickwad’s house that I was heading there and to meet me there when she gets finished with her work. I didn’t want to bother her, knowing she’s finally getting back into her podcast shit, and the threat against her has been taken care of.
About a few miles away from the clubhouse, in the curve leading there, I barely have time to realize what’s happening until it does. The car comes out of nowhere, and I go flying through the air, landing on the concrete and rolling.
Pain unlike any other radiates through my entire being. My last coherent thought is of Shyann and knowing she’s safe.
CHAPTEREIGHTEEN
SHYANN
I sit in the garden, surrounded by my beautiful flowers, herbs, and everything I cherish out here, my hands palm down, fingers twined with the soft grass connecting me to the earth.
War left earlier today, and I wish he were still here. My body is burning in need from what we started before he left the house. I’d have taken care of myself if he didn’t declare retribution if I tried. I wouldn’t have minded the punishment considering he always makes the pleasure and pain into something on another level entirely. I love the way he makes me feel so much all at once.
The sound of several motorcycles pulling into the driveway pulls me out of my thoughts of sex with War. I climb to my feet and head inside. I open the door just as Maverick and Sabotage step onto the porch.
“Hey,” I greet them and know something’s wrong right away from the grim look on their faces. “Is everything okay?”
“Shy, sweetheart, there’s been an accident.”
My chest tightens, and my stomach knots. “No . . .”
“He’s alive, babe,” Maverick puts in before I can ask. “Just really banged up at the moment.”
“War’s lucky as hell, sweetheart,” Sabotage says, “Need to get you to the hospital. He’ll want to see you when he wakes up.”
“Okay.” I nod. “I just need to grab my shoes and bag. I’ll follow you guys in my car.”
Both men nod, and I turn away from them, my breath lodging itself in my throat, leaving me breathless. Until I see him for myself, it won’t change.
I follow Sabotage and Maverick out of my driveway all the way to the hospital. After we park, together they guide me inside and to War’s room.
