burned in the mirror as I continued to work her, feeling her walls tighten as her breath caught, then she crashed down into her orgasm, crying out against my palm.
She came back down slowly, her body trembling slightly as my hand moved from her mouth, fingers tracing down her jaw, the side of her neck.
"We can—" I started, cutting off at the sharp rap at the bedroom door, a sound that made Eva twist away from me, getting my hand caught in her panties for a second before I pulled it out.
"Yeah?" Eva called, voice overly bright, trying to cover up how she was actually feeling.
Brooks opened the bedroom door, a purple pair of gloves on his hands this time.
"I need to scrub the bathroom now," he told me, giving me a nod.
"Okay," I agreed, grabbing some clothes out of the dresser, pulling my pants on under the towel before dropping it, reaching for a tee, slipping it on. "All yours," I said, giving him a nod. "Eva, maybe you should go hang with Jacob for a bit?" I suggested. "You've got to be tired, and they are just going to be cleaning every inch of this place for hours still. At least you can get some rest in the barracks with Jacob."
"Okay," she agreed, giving me a tight smile as she went to walk past.
My arm reached out, grabbing her arm just as a voice called from outside.
Calling for Reign.
In a high, worried tone.
I didn't even notice she was running with me as I followed everyone else back out to the yard, grabbing a gun in my free hand as I went past.
But we weren't being invaded.
A truck was simply idling in front of the compound.
The front had blacked-out windows.
Even as Lo's guys tried to move around to get a look through the front dashboard, the lift gate door dropped open, something was rolling out, and the truck was peeling off.
"What the..." Fallon started, already running.
He was the first one there, Lo's men patrolling, looking for any other possible threats in case this was some sort of distraction.
I could see some of my brothers breaking off to do the same.
Just as I realized Eva was behind me.
"Fuck. You need to go back—" I started, cutting off when Fallon pushed what had fallen out of the truck over with the tip of his shoe.
Not something.
Someone.
"Shit, that's—" Reign started, head whipping over toward me as recognition hit.
I didn't recognize him.
But Eva?
Eva sure as fuck did.
"Oh, God," she gasped before wrenching away from me, dropping down to the ground, and retching.
Fuck.
That was her brother.
Miguel.
And someone had turned his body into a bloody pulp before they put him out of his misery.
Then dropped him in front of our gates.
"Okay. Alright," I said, dropping down, pulling Eva's hair back with one hand, the other rubbing across her hips. "It's going to be alright," I added, even though I didn't know that, I couldn't know that.
I had no idea what the hell was happening.
"What the fuck is going on?" Reign hissed, echoing my thoughts. "Rounds," he called out to the men gathered around. "Fallon, call everyone who isn't back yet. They either need to go home or they need to go to Hailstorm. We have to call the cops," he added to the silence that followed his words. "Colson," he added, moving closer to me. "You have to get her and the kid out of here," he said. "Now," he added when I looked up at him.
"Okay," I agreed, not knowing the plan, but knowing I needed to follow whatever part of it he was giving to me. "Huck, the kid," Reign demanded, and Huck ran back into the clubhouse.
"He can't see," Eva was whimpering, her body trembling. "He can't," she added more forcefully, looking up at Reign.
"He won't," he assured her, nodding toward the men still gathered around, watching as they moved out to make a shield with their bodies as Huck brought him out of the building.
"What's going on?" Jacob asked.
"No time to talk about that now, kid," Huck told him, practically dragging him across the front grounds as I reached down, scooping up Eva, following Huck's lead.
"There's a blue car parked one street over," one of Lo's men said, tossing me a set of keys, taking off in a different direction, likely catching a ride with the other guard, both of them knowing they had to get out of there with their illegal guns before the cops descended.
As I made it to