This is some serious shit that went down and I have a feeling that it’s not all over.
There has to be more Devil’s Souls that he was working with because there is no way that he and four bikers were able to capture two women and four princesses who are usually always with a guard.
Except our guard turned out to be a fucking traitor.
I’m pissed at the fact that Cutter is still out there. I need him to be found. I have a feeling that he is hiding out with the Devil’s Souls that we haven’t yet located.
I’m not going to rest until I know that he’s found.
Once we had found out that Krista had no broken bones or internal injuries, Bullet and I make quick work of cleaning her up. There’s no way that she can stand up, so I head into the bathroom and run the water in the tub. Sure, it’s not as big as mine, but at least one of us can clean her off.
Bullet does the job of cleaning her off while I change the sheets since they are covered with her blood.
I grab her one of my shirts to dress her in. I’m thankful that she left a few items of her clothing here so that I am able to hand her some underwear to put on.
Bullet carries her out of the bathroom when I’m done making the bed and putting her clean clothes out.
I dress her and then Bullet and I take our spot on each side of her.
That night, I fall asleep with our woman in between Pyro and me. I finally rest for the first time in days.
Bullet
Krista is still out like a light when I wake up in the morning. I make sure to grab her more pain killers and a bottle of water for when she wakes up.
I know that she’s going to be in as much pain as she was in last night.
I clench my fists and try to bury my rage when I think about the beating she took and the beatings that all of them took.
All of the women were chained to fucking walls and covered with bruises.
I head downstairs since Pyro is with Krista, and I see Derek drinking coffee at the table.
I nod my head at him.
“How is the other woman?” I ask, feeling bad that I don’t know her name.
“She’s resting. They had to knock her out. She spent most of the night having nightmares and screaming. It was bad; she went through something that no person should ever have to go through,” he says grimly.
“Fucking brave, that’s what she is,” I say grabbing coffee and joining him at the table.
“Torch is with her now. He didn’t want to leave her side. Anytime he let her hand go, she cried. I’ll forever be in her debt for what she did for me,” he says.
I nod my head in understanding.
I didn’t understand why Charles didn’t have a guard grab that woman, but she took full advantage of his folly.
When Charles aimed that gun at Derek and was about to fire, she jumped on him as he shot and, no doubt, took the bullet for Derek.
Charles was shot, but the shot wasn’t in the right place to kill him.
I know that he’s in the basement in one of the rooms waiting for what’s going to happen to him.
“The other clubs will be here in an hour. Go make sure that your woman is ready. I would rather have all the girls explain what happened only one time and not have to relive it over and over again.
I nod my head and make my way upstairs to wake Krista.
I don’t know if I’m ready to hear what they know, but I know that we are all going to need to.
Chapter Fifteen
Krista
I wake up to Declan lightly stroking my arm.
I smile when I open my eyes.
“Hey baby, you’re awake. Do you need anything?” he asks.
“Just water. Where’s Blake?” I ask, a little disappointed that he wasn’t here when I woke up, but I know he was sleeping with us through the night.
“He went to get you some pain killers and water,” he says.
“I sure hope that he brings coffee too.”
I hear a chuckle from the doorway, and I bring my eyes towards it.
Blake is looking at me with amusement. “Babe, I don’t know how you could call that stuff you drink coffee but, yeah, I brought you some.”
“Thank you,” I say with a shy smile.
I wince as I try to sit up, and the men look like they are barely holding their anger in.
“I’m okay,” I say softly, but I know that they don’t believe me.
“Derek wants all the women downstairs to tell their story when the rest of the clubs get here. He said it would be better if you all only have to tell it once and not relive it over and over again,” he tells me.
I nod my head since that makes sense.
“How’s Camilla? Do you know?” I ask hesitantly.
His eyes soften. “She’s sleeping. They had to give her something to help her sleep, but Torch is with her. He could barely let her hand go before she was crying from a nightmare. Fucking terrible what she had to go through,” he says softly.
“That woman is so strong. They tried to break her but couldn’t. We need to go see her later,” I
