“You motherfucker,” shouted the dude Track had his gun on. I believed he was the enforcer, the one who raped Ava. He wouldn’t live to see his next birthday if I had anything to say about it.
“I’m not going down without a fight,” the prez said. “Defend me.”
“Fuck you, ese.” The enforcer surrendered his weapon. I noticed Hero and Tara bound behind him. Fuck. Hero’s face was hardly recognizable.
“I’ll kill your ol’ lady Storm,” Deigo said in a lethal tone. “Let me go, and I’ll let her live.”
Madeline’s baby-blues were on me, tears rolling down her swollen, bruised face. I fuckin’ wanted this to be over so I could take her into my arms and never let her go.
“You aren’t leaving this can alive,” Miguel gritted out. “My brother is on fucking life support. Take the bitch out. The second you do, you’re next.”
My heart seized. Why the fuck would Miguel tell this whack job to kill my woman? That wasn’t part of the plan.
“Miguel,” I whisper-shouted.
“I got this,” he replied.
Diego pressed the gun into Madeline’s temple. “It’d be a shame to rid the world of such a fine piece of pussy.”
Motherfucker. It took every ounce of restraint to not lose my mind.
“I’m coming in loud,” Boxer said. We were all wearing earpieces so Track and Miquel heard him too. My crazy-ass brother liked to get theatrical, create a diversion. It was our chance to take the motherfuckin’ maggot down. “Three… two… one…”
“Angel, down!” I yelled as the door flew open. Boxer roared like a fuckin’ madman.
I dove for my woman as shots flew above me, shielding her with my body. Miguel’s gun went off. He didn’t stop firing until he’d emptied his clip into Diego. The Hunter prez was gone, snuffed out like a candle.
The only door to the silo opened again. Several of my brothers ran in, Justin leading the pack.
“Daddy,” Emilee cried, reaching her arms out.
Justin rushed toward her, wrapping her in his arms. “Emilee. Thank God.”
I turned my attention back to my Angel. “Baby, did I hurt you?” I lifted off her small, nearly naked body, helping her up. “Are you hurt anywhere?” I softly touched the cut near her eye.
She shook her head, grabbing onto me as she sobbed. “No, I’m okay.”
Goddamn, the bastard fucked up her face. I removed my black T-shirt and put it on her. “You’re safe now, Angel. I’m so damn sorry this happened to you. So damn sorry,” I said around the lump in my throat.
“Just hold me. Don’t let go.” She curled into my arms, burying her face in my neck. “Don’t let go… don’t let go.”
“Never, Angel. Never letting you out of my sight again.” Finally, I felt whole. Like I could breathe.
“Emilee!” Dodge ran toward her.
She pulled out of Justin’s arms and fell into Dodge’s. “Danny. Oh God, Danny.”
“Did they hurt you, my sweet girl?” He took her face into his hands and kissed it all over.
“No, but I’ve never been so scared.”
“I’ll never let anything happen to you again. What about…” His voice trailed as his hand went to her stomach.”
The look of utter shock on Justin’s face was palpable. We hadn’t told him about Emilee and Dodge. All hell was sure to break loose any second, but I had no intention of sticking around for it. I needed to get my woman home.
Hendricks put his hand on my shoulder. I hadn’t even noticed him. “Is she okay?”
I stood, cradling her in my arms. “I’m not sure. I’m taking her back to the clubhouse so Patch can run a checkup. Miller was here.”