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She whimpers and pulls away a bit.
“James.” She looks around. “Thank you,” she whispers. “I thought I was going to die in that place.” Her Irish accent is soft and shaky. I can hear the tremble in her voice. She truly believed she wouldn’t make it out of that clubhouse alive.
“The moment I knew you were gone, baby, I came for you.”
“Thank you.” She weeps against me. “I hurt so much.”
I grit my teeth. I fucking hate that she’s hurting. “They’ll die for touchin’ you.”
“I don’t understand why they did it,” she cries, her tears soaking through my tee. Her tiny fingers are curled around the material.
“I don’t either, babe, but we’ll find out.”
“They said that Sean Kelly told them to do it, but I don’t know why. He kept asking me to tell him what Sean wanted to hear.” She’s sobbing against me, her body wracking with the force of them.
“No matter what, Little Bird, we’re goin’ to get them all.”
She nods. “I didn’t do anything wrong, and they hurt me.”
My jaw locks as I hold her closer.
“I know, baby,” I whisper, hating that she’s so fucking hurt. “Did they…” I trail off. I can’t fucking bring myself to ask that question, but I need to know.
“They didn’t rape me,” she says instantly. “They hit, punched, and branded me, but they didn’t rape me.”
I still at her words. “Branded you?”
She reaches down to her leg and pulls up the nightdress she’s wearing. The skin there is red and raw, but it’s clear as fucking day. Those animals branded her with the Dirty Demons insignia. Fucking cunts.
“Christ, baby, I’m sorry.”
She shakes against me, her body trembling. “It’s not your fault, James. You found me.”
“You’re mine, Chloe. I made the biggest mistake lettin’ you go. I won’t be doin’ it again.”
“I’m not sure if it’s possible for us to be together. I don’t want to stay here. I want to go home.”
Christ. Fuck. I didn’t think she’d want to go back to Ireland.
“I want to sleep,” she murmurs.
I press my lips against her head once again. “I’ve got you, Little Bird. You’re safe here.”
It doesn’t take long for her breathing to even out and for her to fall asleep.
I can’t lose her. That much I know. She’s mine. But the club is my home.
I can’t choose between the two.
Fuck.
* * *
“Thank you for staying with her,”Callie says to me the next morning as she enters the room. “Did you stay in bed with her all night?”
I’m not sure if there’s a reprimand in her voice or not, but I don’t give a fuck. “Yes.”
She nods. “She’s been through a lot,” she tells me as she looks at her daughter, who’s pressed against me. “She’s going to have nightmares for a long time.”
