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Dawson
I had a lot of rage in me. So much I could hardly contain it. After making love to our girl, I laid there as she slept in my arms, as my man’s arms were around my waist and my other two men’s arms around each other and Isha. I let my mind go back to everything she told us. She may think we did nothing wrong, but that isn’t true. We left her to fend for herself, even if we did leave her in the hands of our closest friends and new friendships. It still all came down to us. We may need
to rethink how we do things. Maybe hire more men to take over the missions while we take care of the business side. I
don’t think I could trust anyone with her again. I would miss the adrenaline rush of the missions and doing a job well
done, but was that worth being away from her? I didn’t think so, and I was pretty sure the guys would agree.
“Is she asleep?” Davis asked, as he kissed my shoulder.
“Yeah.”
“K I’ll wake the guys. I want to see what Savage sent us.”
I agreed. I gently took the pillow Davis was using and put it in her arms and then rolled out of bed. Davis was gently waking the guys up with kisses so as not to wake up Isha. He whispered in their ears, and they slowly got out of bed.
We showered and then dressed. We all went downstairs and got our phones.
Sharp inhales were made by all of us as we opened his message. A picture of Jason with scratched and bite marks could be seen on his neck and shoulders. His face was a bloody mess, but you could see scratches there too. Then there was a
picture of Isha, her left eye swollen shut. It was black and purple, her left cheek was purple to her temple and a little on
her forehead. She had red fingerprint marks around her neck, and some around her upper arms. I was shaking so hard. I
heard a hard sniff, and looked over at Davis. He had tears streaming down his face. Being the most sensitive, this would
hit him harder in the feelings, even though it was hitting all of us pretty hard. Mic was cursing under his breath and Ford
was silent with his rage. His face was red, his muscles were tight.
We’ve kept him alive for you. He’s ready whenever you need him. We’re sorry brothers. Rage and I are awaiting our
beatings. You won’t get a fight from our MC, they’ve agreed to this as well.
We got her checked out, both by our doctor and an OBGYN. The baby is fine. Strong and healthy. Sh*t, I hope she’s told
you about the baby. If not, act surprised. He didn’t r*pe her, we got to her in time. See you soon, Brothers.
“I want him dead,” Mic spit out.
“I’m pretty sure we all do. He gets a beating, break as many bones as you can. Do whatever you want afterwards, I get to
gut him. Then we beat the sh*t out of Rage and Savage. Let’s get going.”
“What about Isha?” Davis asked.
“She’ll be fine. There’s no threat to her anymore. Plus, she’s sleeping. Hopefully we’ll be back before she wakes up,” I
said.
“Let’s leave her a note at least to tell her we’ll be gone.”
I nodded, that was smart. I ran to her room and left her a note. I laid it on the pillow by her head, and then I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.
“I Love you, My Baby.” I leaned further down and kissed her belly. “I love you too, Little Bean.”
I felt something release in me when I shoved the knife into Jason. I watched the anguish in his eyes as I whispered in his ear. He knew he had let go of the best thing that ever happened to him. Now, I watched the pain in his eyes ease into
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blankness as he died. His guts spilled all over the ground at my feet. I heard James bolt and retch before the door shut
and watched Rage and Savage go after him.
“I feel better,” Ford said.
Mic and Davis grunted and nodded in agreement.
“We’ll feel even better once we shower and then beat the sh*t out of Rage and Savage. I’ll go see where we can clean up.”
Fifteen minutes later we were in the backyard of the clubhouse. There was a huge bonfire and torches lit in a large circle. Men surrounded the makeshift ring. Rage and Savage were standing in the middle of it.
“This is penance for their failure to keep the one in their charge safe. No one is to interfere,” Wolf, the President of the
Colorado LOC, said.
He then left the circle and sat on a huge chair that looked like a throne. This mother f*ker was full of himself, I thought.
A woman sat on his lap. She had a short skirt and tank top on. He arranged her, so her legs were spread on the outside of
his, and he petted her bare p*ssy for all to see. Whatever floats his boat. I wasn’t turned on a bit, and I loved to watch.
We walked into the ring. Davis and Ford faced Rage, while Mic and I faced Savage.
“F*ck this is going to hurt,” I heard Rage say.
I looked at Savage and he smirked. “Yep,” he said.
I c****d back my arm and let it fly. It was like my action let the others know to begin. We methodically beat Savage and Rage, hitting, kicking and throwing them around. When I realized they weren’t fighting back, I yelled for them to fight, or
we were finished, and they’d just have to live with the guilt.
For every hit they got, we gave them back tenfold. I knew they weren’t putting in their best effort, but they did get some licks in on each of us. I knew tomorrow I’d have a black eye. Davis already had a bloody nose, Mic had a split lip and I
think Savage might have broken a rib in Ford, or he was just going to be really bruised on his right side. Twenty minutes
later, Wolf bellowed for us to stop. We were all breathing hard when we turned towards him.
“Doc, check the pretty boy, make sure his ribs aren’t broken, then check Savage, I’m sure his nose is broken,” he said as he
walked towards us.
He looked at me, “James called. Your girl is missing again. Think about putting a tracker on her.”
“She should have her phone,” Davis said. He checked his phone and saw she was still at the house.
“Maybe she left it there?” Mic asked.
“Ribs not broken, just going to be one hell of a bruise. It’s already starting,” Doc said.
Ford came over. “Let’s go home. We need to find her.”
We thanked everyone, slapped Rage and Savage on the backs with bro hugs, and we left shortly after.
We pulled up to the house and ran inside, well more like limping, but we limped fast.
James stood from where he was sitting.
“How are they?” he asked.
“Alive and hurt, they’re definitely going to need some TLC. Have you checked the whole house? Did you see her phone?” I asked.
“Yeah, I checked every room and bathroom. I didn’t see a phone.”
“Did you try to call her?” Davis asked.
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He blinked and then huffed. He dialed her phone. I heard it ringing and followed the sound to her room. I looked towards the closet and brow furrowing opened the door. It was pretty dark, but I saw her screen light up, and I saw she was on the
ground.
“Baby,” I shouted.
She moaned, and I walked in and scooped her up. Her eyes were fluttering as I laid her on the bed. When she saw me
she burst into tears.
“Hey, hey, baby, what happened?”
“I… someone was at the door and I don’t know, I just started freaking out, and I couldn’t get a hold of anyone. I got so scared and hid in the closet, and then I blacked out.”
“F*ck baby, I’m so sorry. We thought you’d be fine. It was James at the door. God, I’m so sorry,” I said, dropping to my knees and laying my head on her belly. I’m such a f*cking failure. I squeezed my eyes shut. I felt the bed dip on the other side of her and heard Mic, Davis and Ford apologize also. I couldn’t handle this. I’m failing her left and right. I sat back up. I looked at her and saw her tear-stained cheeks. I didn’t deserve her. I needed to get out of there. I needed to be alone. I leaned up and kissed her forehead. I got to my feet and left the room. I heard her call my name, but I couldn’t face her at that moment. I left the house and got in my car. She deserved so much better, but I didn’t know how I was supposed to let her find that. I knew I couldn’t let her go. I started my car and drove off.
