was stuck under it. I pick it up and for the first time in my adult life, tears blur my vision. It’s an ultrasound picture of our baby.
“What the fuck!” Riley yells.
I spin around and swallow the lump in my throat. “She was taken,” I whisper, putting the picture in my back pocket.
“Motherfucker,” Alex says, grabbing his phone.
“It was Damon. That piece of shit is getting revenge for Hawk and Bane.” I look at Riley as rage begins to claw its way out of my body. “And for defending you.” I throw a punch, connecting with his jaw and he stumbles backward. “You stupid fuck!” I yell, throwing another punch to his ribs and he grunts in pain. “If anything happens to her I will fucking kill you with my bare fucking hands.”
“Fuck, I’m sorry,” he groans, holding onto his ribs with one hand and resting his other on Ivy’s car.
“You’re gonna be. Get everyone to Souls now.”
I don’t wait for a response or a useless apology. I get on my Harley and speed off. There’s no fucking time to waste. We need to find her and now. I let her down. I let them both down. I should’ve protected them, should’ve made sure someone was with her. I let her go out alone with all this shit going down. I am completely responsible for this and the guilt wraps itself around my throat. I’m visibly shaking with rage as I pull into Souls. I almost drop my bike as I jump off and run inside. Everyone looks at me as I rush to get around the table. Lucas calls my name, but I ignore him. I don’t give a shit what anyone has to say right now. We need to find Ivy right now.
I push the heavy wooden doors open and standalone looking at the empty table. All decisions for this club are made here. All the good and bad. Ivy being taken, bleeding, is the worst. She just barely accepted the club and me. This is going to be the end. She’ll go back to California with my baby and I can’t even fight her. I promised her I would protect her, and I’ve failed. Getting her back and keeping them both alive is the priority. I’ll let her walk away with my baby and my heart as long as she’s alive.
I reach back and touch the pocket that I put the ultrasound in, closing my eyes. I will fucking take their place. I’ll let Damon kill me to save them.
The door slams open as Riley and Alex rush in. “Where the fuck is everyone?” Alex shouts.
I clear my throat, grabbing the back of my chair. “No fucking idea.”
“Kace,” Riley starts.
I turn my hard eyes to him, and he stops. “Don’t fucking say a word. I will not stop this time,” I growl.
Alex puts his hand on Riley’s arm and nods for him to sit down. He does as his sad eyes stay locked on mine. Fuck him. If he didn’t run his goddamn mouth, Damon wouldn’t have his sights on me. He should feel guilty.
The door crashes open again and Zane walks in. “What the fuck happened?” he asks, grabbing me for a hug.
I push him off and straighten my back. “We need to find them now,” I whisper.
“We’re gonna, brother. I promise you,” he says.
Finn, Porter, and Enzo walk in with pity in their eyes. I don’t want their pity; I need their help. Before everyone can even sit down, I begin, “She was taken right by her car. She’s bleeding.” I swallow as my throat tightens. “We killed Hawk and Bane. Damon is going to kill her. We need to find them both now. Every second wasted is a second too fucking long. We burned down Club Kingsley and their clubhouse. Where the fuck else do they go?”
“I made some calls, but no one knows for sure,” Enzo says, running his hand through his beard.
I slam my fists on the table and Riley jumps back. “Not fucking good enough. Get me something to go on. I need a motherfucking address now!” I shout, breathing heavily. My chest is rising and falling as rapidly as my heart is pounding in my chest. I have no idea how it’s still beating when it’s shredded but it is.
“I lost my family once; I will not let it fucking happen again. Get me to them and I’ll let Damon kill me as long as he lets Ivy go. It’s