“I’m okay. They were planning a lot of things for tonight though. I’m so glad you found me.”
He stood and scooped her up into his arms, holding her close.
“Cut them all loose. We’ll have to clean this shit up. It’ll be big news if it hits the media, so keep it on the down-low,” said Forge. The brothers began releasing the bound women.
“What about Hank and Luther? They’re going to walk? What about my revenge?”
“I don’t want our stamp on any of this, Dog. You know what it could mean for the club. Be patient. When the time is right, they’ll get their dues.”
“But she’s my old lady.”
Forge scrubbed a hand down his face. “Five minutes. Make sure you don’t kill him.”
Luther was off-site, but Hank was the one who had really gotten under his skin. Dog still remembered him breathing all over his woman, touching her, getting way too close for comfort. He’d use his five minutes well.
“Don’t leave me.” Sable wrapped her arms tight around his neck as he carried her up the stairs. He was torn—comfort his old lady or knock the snot out of that asshole. The fury within him settled as he looked into her dark eyes.
He had her back. That was what really mattered. She was his future. Together, they’d make a family, and they’d both love their kids how parents should.
When they got back to the foyer, many brothers still on guard, he made eye contact with Hank. “Baby, it’s just five minutes, then I’m all yours.”
“He’s not worth it, Dog.”
He brought her to the front doors where there was a large bench seat. He set her down and knelt on one knee in front of her, gathering her hands in his. “I’ve never been more scared, baby. I hated you doing that recon. It tore me apart every day. But this, knowing you’d been taken, it tore me apart on the inside. I never felt such desperation.”
“He told me you’d never come for me. I know he wanted me to believe it—I never did.”
“I’ll always come for you, baby.”
They kissed and it felt like heaven. She completed him, the light to his darkness. They kissed harder, deeper, and he didn’t give a fuck who was watching. As soon as he got her home, he was going to claim her again and again. He wanted to give her pleasure, to hear her cries echoing in this room.
“That’s perfect. You can head back to the club and suck cock for the rest of your life,” said Hank.
The jealous little shit. Dog turned his head and glared at the fucker. His body wanted to act, every muscle tensed and ready, but he needed to put Sable first. She wanted him to be the better man and walk away.
He turned back to her.
“Okay, big boy, five minutes.”
Chapter Twelve
Arriving back at the clubhouse, Sable was surrounded by the club brothers, and her sister came running toward her.
At first, Dog grabbed her sister’s arm and tried to hold her back, but Sable stopped him. She wrapped her arms around her sister, holding her close. If there was a chance to mend their relationship, she was willing to forgive and forget.
“I was so scared. I didn’t know what to do,” Honey said.
“It’s fine.”
“No, it’s not. I said all of those horrible mean things to you, and it wasn’t fair of me. I’m so sorry.” Honey cried as she spoke.
Sable didn’t feel like crying. Other than being taken and the overall fear of what might be, she would survive. She believed right from the start Dog would rescue her and she’d been right.
He’d come right on time.
Sure, fear had taken her for a short time, but it didn’t mean she was going to allow it to completely control her.
Being back within the clubhouse made her feel safe, joyous, and happy.