“What the hell! You didn’t stop her,” I yell, walking to stand in front of him, staring at him.
“Fuck brother, Scorpion was talking some sense into her, getting her to go to your room when she fucking ran out of the clubhouse searching for you,” Vicious roars, rubbing his forehead, closing his eyes.
“Fucking hell,” I yell, running towards the opening and outside to look for Wynter. My heart is pounding so fucking fast; it feels like it’s going to explode. I’ve never felt like this before.
“Wynter,” I yell, stopping to look at the fucking fire and mess from the fucking bomb.
“Blood,” Scorpion yells from the side of the building.
Irunto him, falling to my knees.
“Where’s Wynter,” I ask, looking him over to assess his injuries. He’s going to be ok but needs to see the doctor.
“Wynter was standing by the bikes; she was looking for you,” Scorpion groans, falling back onto the ground.
“Don’t move,” I grunt, running to where the bikes are parked.
The fucking bikes are all fucked up, and then I see her on the ground. My heart stops beating for a minute, I gasp for air, and I run to her, falling onto my knees.
I run my hands over her to check for injuries and to heal as much as I can. Then, I stop to feel and listen to my baby. The heartbeat is low, and I feel a flutter.
Oh, that is holy; I need to get her to the doctor.
“Blood,” Death runs over to me, kneeling next to me.
I look at him; his eyes are wild and lean in closer after looking around us.
“Bro, save her. Do what you need to do,” Death says, staring at me.
“Fuck bro, you want me to convert her,” I say, shaking my head.
“Do what you need to do to save Wynter and the baby. I know that you can,” Death snarls, grabbing my arm.
“Let me call my brothers to help because my powers are low, but maybe all three of us can heal her,” I say, pulling out my cell.
Dionisie ~ SOS, clubhouse.
Vlad ~ One sec.
Kon ~ Have your back, brother.
“Help me take her inside,” I yell, leaning to take her arms.
Death helps me shift her into my arms, and then we run inside the clubhouse.
“Help! Medic, where are you! Wynter is fucking hurt,” I shout, running to the Medic’s room.
Death runs ahead of me, opens the door. I follow him, placing her on the table.
“What’s wrong,” Medic asks, looking at us.
Medic is wrapping up some cuts from the bros.
“Medic, I need you,” Scorpion yells, staggering into the room.
Medic looks at him, nods, and starts to inspect Wynter and the baby.
“After I finish up with Wynter,” Medic says, nodding.
