Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 50619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 253(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 253(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
A bullet whizzed from behind, and he hunched closer over the handlebars. Angel’s fingers tightened on his legs.
“Please don’t let them get me,” she begged hoarsely.
“That’s not going to happen, Little girl. You’re protected by the Devil Daddies MC now. They’d have to kill me to capture you again. Hold on.”
The cars in front slowed down for a red light. Vex reduced his speed but didn’t stop. He tightened his grip on the handlebars and chose a path, driving on the dotted white lines between the lanes. Scanning the vehicles, he waited for a driver in a car to panic or for someone to be an asshole. Sure enough, a car’s length ahead, a driver pulled over to block the Devil Daddies’ Enforcer, Wraith, who led the group, carrying Razor to safety. Thankfully, Wraith could dodge and weave through another way.
Vex could feel the Ravagers getting closer. In this tight space, he didn’t dare take his eyes off the road obstacle course in front of him. While he’d risk a higher speed alone, with the injured woman on the bike, any swerve to the side or sudden braking motion would likely unseat her. He couldn’t risk that.
Finally, the Devil Daddies reached the intersection and turned onto the access road that led to Inferno. Cycles flooded out of the popular restaurant and bar’s parking lot to snarl the traffic as they got close. He would thank each one of his bike brothers for racing out into danger.
He glanced over his shoulder to see the Devil Daddies’ welcoming party had stopped the Ravagers in their tracks. Vex continued toward the compound. The rest of the MC would protect his back.
Wraith pulled over to let Razor off at his driveway. His Little girl, Honey, danced with excitement and relief to see him. They’d gone through a lot, but Honey had returned. Vex pulled into his driveway a couple of cabins down as he guessed Razor wouldn’t let her leave again.
Cautiously, Vex supported his passenger as he set the kickstand and switched off the bike. Standing, he dismounted and scooped her up into his arms. He turned to see Hellcat in the driveway behind him.
“Good driving, Hellcat. Thanks for protecting my back. I owe you one,” Vex said. “I’ll owe you too, Razor, if you’ll come check her out.”
“I’m okay.” The woman’s faint voice didn’t convince Vex or anyone else, as Vex noted their expressions. “Water?”
“Yeah, Little girl. We’ll get you something to drink,” Vex promised.
“Vex? Is she staying with you?” Razor asked.
“Yes.” He’d never been more confident of anything in his life. He needed to take care of this woman. She met his gaze with a silent message of thankfulness. Vex squeezed her closer and forced himself to look at Razor.
Razor didn’t argue. He focused on his newest patient. “Carry her inside your cabin, Vex. Set her on the kitchen table. Wraith, grab a bottle of water.”
Vex rotated to follow the doctor’s instructions, leading the way through the front door to the open kitchen. As he sat her on the table, Fury, a Devil Daddies brother, entered quickly with Razor’s bag.
Before diving in for his tools, Razor said, “Let’s see if she needs to go to the hospital.”
“No!” the woman begged hoarsely before coughing.
Vex concentrated on the young woman but could see from the corner of his eye that the other men exchanged looks. Something was up.
“I’ve got you. You’re safe. Let Razor check you out,” Vex told her. He ran his hands up and down her arms to soothe her.
“O… okay,” she whispered.
When Wraith nudged him, Vex turned to see Wraith holding a bottle of water.
“Here’s some water. Drink,” Vex spoke quietly to her as Wraith handed her the open bottle.
Vex scowled when she guzzled the liquid so fast she choked. He reached out to adjust the bottle to a lesser angle to slow the flow. “Easy. You’re in a good place. We’ll get more. Tell me your name.”
“Angel.”
“Hi, Angel. I’m Vex. This guy is Razor. He’s our motorcycle club’s doctor. That’s Fury and Wraith. Everyone is leaving except for Razor,” he announced.
Fury and Wraith didn’t need a second hint. They nodded at Angel and headed for the door, then closed it quietly behind them. Razor stepped closer. He waited for her to focus on him.
“I was there as well. At the Ravagers. They’d told me Viper was holding a woman,” Razor told her calmly. “Vex volunteered to search for you. I’m glad to see you’re safe too.”
Angel glanced at Vex and smiled. “Thank you.”
Unsure of what to say, Vex nodded. “I’m glad I was there,” he finally told her.
“Me, too.” Angel took another long drink of water before looking at Razor. “Are you an actual doctor?”
“I am a medical doctor and a psychologist. I’m going to check you today for any medical issues. But I know the mental warfare the Ravagers used on me. If you need help working through any injuries here—” he tapped his brain before continuing, “—I’m glad to help with those as well.”