behind the desk’s eyes widened when she saw us . . . when she saw me. She swallowed nervously and looked to her colleague.
Yeah, bitch, I wanted to say. You got the prez of the motherfucking Hades Hangmen here right now, and if you don’t let me in to my fucking wife, I’ll break through the fucking secure doors and kill any fucker that tries to stop me getting to my bitch.
She must have seen the look of death my eyes promised, because she tapped something on the computer and stuttered, “Y-you’re on the l-list. I just gotta see some ID.”
I slapped my license, down on the desk and she checked it. “Room six.”
Ky spun me around and kissed my cheek, winking. “Get the fuck in there. I’ll wait here.” He looked back at all the people staring our way. Most saw our cuts. No doubt I looked like Hades himself standing in front of them.
“You can go through now, Mr. Nash.” The receptionist pointed to the automatic secure doors, which were opening. Slapping Ky on the shoulder, I rushed through the doors and searched for room six. It was at the end of the hallway. Like outside in the reception, the nurses and doctors stared at me coming past. I knew what they were seeing—a huge, dark-haired, tattooed prez who looked like he would kill in seconds. I would. Luckily for them, it was only people who pissed me the fuck off. If they got in my way, that would mean them.
A loud motherfucking cry came from the end of the hallway; I recognized that voice straight away. I rushed down the rest of the hallway and smashed through the door. Beauty and Lilah were standing either side of Mae, a hand in each of hers.
The minute Mae saw me, her lip wobbled, fucking destroying me where I stood. “River . . .” Beauty moved. Mae’s hand was held out for me. I took hold of it and finally got a good look at her. Her black hair was tied back, strands around her face were wet. Her face was red and covered in sweat. Her eyes were tired, but she still looked up at me like I was a fucking god. “River . . .” she said again, her voice breaking. “You made it.” She smiled at me, and the look on her face broke my fucking heart.
Mae’s hand suddenly squeezed mine tightly. She cried out again, back arching. Lilah gave her some weird-looking contraption to suck on. Mae’s eyes squeezed shut, and a nurse came over to check the machines that were all around her.
“It won’t be long,” she said and gave Mae a big smile, like my wife wasn’t fucking ripped apart with pain.
“Styx,” Beauty said from behind me. I was fucking lost right now. Could barely take my eyes from Mae looking like this, gripping on to me while she was fucking racked with pain. “We’ll wait outside in the waiting room, okay?”
I nodded. What the fuck was I meant to do in here? When I looked back at Mae, Lilah was kissing her on the head. “You can do this, sister.” Lilah smiled. “It will not be long before we have a little boy to love and spoil, Mama.”
“Yes,” Mae agreed and smiled again. A tear fell down her cheek as Lilah left the room. When her wolf eyes rolled to me, I fucking broke again. She must have seen it. “I am okay, Styx.” She squeezed my hand again, but she had all the strength of a fly. Her hand shook. “I am so happy you are here. I need you so much.”
The nurse left the room. I wanted to drag her back in by her fucking hair and demand she take the fucking pain away from Mae.
“I will be okay, Styx.”
Leaning down, I pressed my lips to hers. Mae, as always, fell into me. My forehead touched hers. “I f-fucking love y-you.”
I felt Mae smile against my lips, before another contraction ripped the fuck through her, forcing her to tear her head away and cry out. In seconds, her doctor was through. Her female doctor. Like fuck I was gonna pay for some male cunt to have his hands all up in my woman’s pussy.
The doctor moved between Mae’s legs. Mae’s hands tightened in mine. Her eyes stayed fixed on mine the entire time. I shook with fucking rage. Anger that, even now, Mae still couldn’t face anyone but me touching her