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"Ivar," My voice trembles with fear and my emotions boil over, even though I'm trying to hold them back. "We were attacked, Aziza got shot, Rayna was beat up, I . . . I?—"
"Send me your location right now," Ivar's tone is firm and commanding, with not even an ounce of residual anger from last night.
"O-okay," I stammer out, feeling the shock of what happened wear off.
I pull my phone away from my ear and send him my location. "I just sent it."
"I'll be there in ten minutes with the guys. Keep your phone on you, okay?"
"Y-yeah," I choke out and hang up, feeling the shock of what happened starting to wear off.
I take a deep breath, trying to steady myself. This cannot be real.
I can't believe this fucking happened.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Ivar
The wind whips against my face as I push my bike to i's limit, not even taking time to put on my helmet completely.
I'm racing toward the hospital with Magnus and Aesir following close behind.
My heart pounds in my chest, a mixture of adrenaline and fear coursing through my veins. My mind swirls with worry as I get closer to where the ladies are.
I didn't bother waiting around for Magnus and Aesir. As soon as I heard the fear in Starla's voice, I was heading for my bike.
As I pull up to the hospital, I navigate through traffic and park my bike in the garage across the street. My tires screech through the concrete structure, echoing endlessly.
Within five minutes, I'm walking in through the doors, scanning the emergency room for any signs of Starla.
My eyes lock onto her sitting alone in the back, hugging herself tightly as if she’s physically trying to hold herself together.
The air around me is heavy with worry and anxiety as I walk over toward her.
Last night seems so minuscule now in the grand scheme of things.
The ride out here with her was torture, choosing not to say one fucking word to her, even after we checked in to the motel.
I was too upset about what transpired between us at the mixer, how she was willingly flirting with that guy right in front of me.
Fuck, even thinking about it now causes my blood to boil.
Instead of telling her why I got so upset, I allowed my anger to get the best of me and walked away.
I need to come out and tell her how I really feel about her, but fuck, it's hard even accepting it.
For ages I've tried to distance myself from Starla, not trying to get too close. I never wanted my feelings to grow for her, always telling myself I was only helping her because she needed me.
She's eighteen years my junior. That should be reason enough to keep myself away, but I can't.
Starla is practically a part of me, embedded under my skin. I know now more than ever, there is no way I'll ever be successfully staying away from her.
I care about her too fucking much.
Dark circles, like heavy shadows, weigh down under her eyes. I imagine from everything she's been through tonight.
I approach her slowly, my entire body engulfing in heat at the mere sight of her.
