Nalani wipes the tears from her face. “I knew… deep down, I knew. I just couldn’t see a way out. I was so scared to leave. But there was something so freeing in how you made me feel like I could, so I finally took the opportunity. We were almost out too. But in a way, I think this might be better because with him gone, I don’t have to worry about that man coming to find me.”
Mauka dips his chin. “Thank you, Kaia and Hurricane. We couldn’t have done this without you. Jun and Cheng were at the nightclub, and we were able to take them out on our way to you girls. The Ministry will flounder without its leaders.”
“You’re welcome. But right now, I gotta get Kaia to the hospital and have her checked out,” Hurricane states.
I wave him off. “I’m fin—”
“No arguin’, woman. You have a cut on your neck, you’re wet from God knows what, and when I came in, that motherfucker was chokin’ you. So you’re goin’, Kaia. I need to know you and our little peanut are safe.”
My stomach feels tight, and I hit it twice in the fight. Plus, we haven’t seen anyone since I confirmed our pregnancy, so it would be nice to get an all-clear. “Okay, let’s go.”
“We’ll all come. I want Nalani checked out too,” Mauka states.
She holds onto her father as Pono, Wipeout, and Chopsticks walk into the bathroom. “We’re all clear out there. Security footage has been wiped, and all the people paid off that are needed. Cleanup is on the way. We should be good to go,” Wipeout relays.
“All right. Let’s head to the hospital. Someone call Aunty and tell her to meet us there,” Hurricane states.
“Already on it,” Mauka replies, then places a kiss on Nalani’s head. “It’s good to have you back,Nani.”
“I’m so sorry, Dad. I should never have fallen so deep. I knew better. But once he had his hooks in, it was too hard to get out, and I didn’t know how to. I wasso stupid,” Nalani whimpers to her father.
Mauka holds her tight, shaking his head. “None of that matters now. Park is gone, and you’re back with yourohana. That is all that matters.”
“I love you, Dad.”
“I love you too, princess.”
“Don’t mean to break this up, but I gotta get my woman to the hospital. Fuckin’now!” Hurricane states, lifting me into his arms.
I snort out a laugh. “I can walk.”
He shakes his head. “After what you’ve just been through? Baby, you’re spending the rest of this honeymoon with me, waitin’ on ya hand and foot.”
Raising my brows, I slide my arms around his neck. I have to say, as far as honeymoons go, this isnothow I thought ours was going to turn out.
A pregnancy.
An international club war.
A club princess and me almost killed.
Yeah, sonothow I thought it was going to turn out.At all.
But I do know that no matter what—wars, blood, even in death—we can make it through anything thrown our way.
And that’s what makes all of this worthwhile.
Chapter Seven
HURRICANE
While Nalani is being checked out in the bay next door and we wait for the doctor to come in for an ultrasound, I stand next to Kaia’s bed, alternating between raging mad and undeniably terrified.
The fact that Park assaulted my woman and I could have lost everything tonight keeps eating at me. But what makes it even worse is that I know Kaia inside and out, and deep down, I knew she wouldn’t be able to let it go. I should have been more alert, vigilant, and much more attentive. I should never have let Kaia out of my damn sight.
I knew the second we walked out of the Oahu Defiance clubhouse, and I hadn’t succeeded in getting Nalani back, that Kaia would want to find a way to help. I was fucking stupid to think she wouldn’t try something. Why I thought I could trust her for one single second is beyond me. I know her better than that.
I reach out, grabbing Kaia’s hand as her other one rubs up and down her stomach.
