Skirt (Ruthless Kings MC #5) - K.L. Savage Page 0,89

again. Cohen’s face is nothing but blood and broken skin. He coughs, and a fountain of blood leaves his mouth. “Let the gators take care of it. You have someone who needs you.”

My brows pinch for a second. I forgot where I was for a minute. I turn to look over my shoulder, and Tool is helping Dawn and the two kids off the boat.

“Dawn,” her name rushes out of me as I stand.

“You came for me,” she sobs, taking a small step forward, like she’s unsure if I want her or not.

“Lips, I’ll always come for ye, till my dying breath.” I gather her and the boys in my arms and give them a tight hug. I’m not sure which kid is hers, but it doesn’t matter. The children are safe.

Dawn is in my arms.

We won.

“Told you we always get them back,” Reaper reminds me.

Sirens sound in the distance as Tongue throws the last body in the swamp for gator meat.

“Damn, can we do that again?” Tongue asks, then rinses his knife off in the swamp. “Good swamp kitty.” He pats the gator’s head; it seems to enjoy Tongue’s touch.

This fucking day needs to end if Tongue is now a gator whisperer.

“This is Aidan. Aidan, this is Rohan; people call him Skirt.”

I glance down at the little boy who is holding on to his mom’s leg, hiding behind it. He has chestnut brown hair and bright baby blue eyes. “Nice to meet ye, Aidan. I’ve heard a lot about ye.”

Aidan’s hold on his mom loosens as he takes a step near me, but then his eyes roll back, his legs give out and I catch him just in before his body seizes.

The battle might be won, but the war is not over.

Chapter Twenty-Three

DAWN

I never thought home would feel so good. When I think about it, I’ve never had a home before. Not like this one here with Skirt. Nothing can ever compare to being here. Especially now that I have Aidan back, everything feels complete.

My soul is saved by a ruthless biker, who at times, can be anything but ruthless.

“How are you feeling, baby?” I pet Aidan’s hair as he lays in the bed in Doc’s treatment room. Doc has him on medication, and luckily, there has been no brain damage from how many seizures he’s had the last few weeks.

“Better.” His small voice mumbles. “Tired.”

“We are going to take care of that,” Doc says with a kind grin. “This stuff? It will help you sleep, okay?”

Aidan looks to me for reassurance, and I bring his hand up and kiss it. “It’s okay. Doc is a good guy.” Aidan hasn’t been sleeping since we got back four days ago, and Doc is worried it will make his seizures worse, so he is going to give Aidan a strong dose of sleep medicine. He might be out until tomorrow morning.

Aidan’s eyes start to close, and he struggles to keep them open because he’s scared. Finally his eyes shut, and the steady rise and fall of his chest brings me comfort. I let out a heavy breath. “Thank you, Doc,” I say as he moves to the next child.

Badge ran all the kids through missing person reports. More than half the kids got to go home, but five of them had no one. Reaper has no idea what to do, but for now, the kids are staying here and are getting medical care.

Sarah has practically lived in the basement, reading kids bedtime stories. She met Maizey and immediately felt a strong connection to the little girl. Reaper has voiced more than once not to get too close to the kids, but Sarah has clung onto Maizey.

He’s worried Maizey’s parents will come out of nowhere and take her home, leaving Sarah devastated and more depressed than she was before.

“It’s not a problem. I live for this. I’m thankful none of them have been abused. It’s rare for their situation. All of them are well nourished, a bit dehydrated and bone fucking tired—I mean, really tired.” Doc coughs to cover his slip up. “They are lucky. This never happens. They will have mental trauma, but damn it, it could have been so much worse. So much worse,” he repeats, laying his stethoscope over a little boy’s heart.

It’s the child that I thought I would never see again when I was telling Maizey that fairy tale. When Cohen found out the Ruthless Kings were there, he dragged me and Aidan out of the cage