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“How bad?” Magnum calls to his son and future President.
“Flesh wound. Bullet grazed my thigh,” is replied by Royal.
I breathe a sigh of relief and Maverick does also.
Sounds of glass breaking echo around us, while we duck for cover.
“You will never take me.” A maniacal laugh sounds.
I bring my head up, looking to see where it came from and I see the prick laughing and throwing glass bottles at us. He is not the only one—a slew of other junkies have joined in to help him avoid his capture and soon-to-be death.
“I am going to kill him,” Maverick snarls, moving forward before I can stop him.
He dodges a bottle and jumps over some old broken furniture. If we weren’t in this kind of situation I would find his actions hot as fuck, but he can get hurt so I need to help him. My awareness is at an all-time high looking around, trying to get to my man to help him bring down the fucker who hurt our woman.
“You fucking cunt. You touched the wrong woman.” My man’s voice is so cold, it makes me shiver.
He grips the front of the man’s coat, pulling him closer before punching him in the face. They fight because this junkie is not going down without a fight, but looking at what he’d done to the girls, it is clear that he has no care or fear in him.
They grapple, and I go to step in to help but I am grabbed from behind. I fall onto my back looking up at another junkie, this one bald with tattoos all over his skull, giving him a menacing look.
“Time for my fun.” He grins showing his black teeth, saliva dripping from his mouth.
“No, it’s time for you to fuck off.” I kick his feet from under him and he falls to the floor.
Before I can make my next move, he is back on his feet. What the hell is it with people on drugs? They always seem to be stronger and faster. Lunging for me, he tries to take my gun but I am faster in that aspect as I pull the trigger, hitting the guy in the stomach. His eyes widen in shock, then he falls to his knees, blood seeping into his grimy shirt.
Usually I would be pissed if I was forced to fire my service weapon, but today I need to make sure that we all get out of here alive.
Leaving the fucker there to bleed out, I go in search of anyone who needs help, and one by one, I find each of the members. Everyone looks worse for wear but with a quick scan, I see that Royal is the only one hurt besides a few scrapes and bruises.
They all walk towards me, looking like a fucking biker boy band, all denim and leather, laughing and pushing and shoving each other. This all seems to be a bit of fun for them, as they joke around. It is not like they just beat the shit out of some messed up people.
I stand by as they walk past me, giving me chin lifts, with huge proud grins on their faces. Maverick stops in front of me, my gaze meeting his. I do a quick scan of his body and he does the same to me and I breathe a sigh of relief seeing no major injuries.
What we do day in day out is fucking dangerous, but I have never thought much about me being hurt on a call until I fell for the man standing in front of me. He has made me see that I have so fucking much to live for.
“You good, baby?” he asks me, slightly out of breath.
I nod, before slamming my mouth onto his, needing to feel that he is okay, to feel alive. Images of Darcy between us slip into my head while I take his mouth for a second more, knowing what I have to do to save any blowback on him and the club.
“You need to go,” I say against his lips.
He jerks his head back, frowning at me.
“Why the fuck do I have to go?”
I look to the side, seeing the older club members all chilling, sitting around on crates talking to the younger guys. I see what this club is truly about: loyalty and trust. They would do anything for those they love and enjoy doing it, even if it is removing scum from this earth.
“I need to protect you and the club,” I say to him.
“And I need to protect my man.” Hearing him say that makes me fall in love with him even more; cupping his face, I explain.
“Baby, shots were fired. Someone had to have heard them. Take the guys and leave. I will say I was following up on a hunch and stumbled upon the junkies fighting, shots were fired so I entered the building.”
“No, I am not leaving you. You are coming with us,” Mav snaps at me.
“What’s going on?” Magnum calls to us, as every member walks our way.
