I kissed the top of her head. “I won’t let him deliver the babies. I’ll do it before I let him.”
She whimpered.
“Alessandro is coming. He will meet us there, OK?”
She nodded. “C-Can I talk to Dominic and the kings?”
“Later,” I said. “Let’s just get you settled in first.”
“I want Dominic and Fallon,” she whimpered. “Please.”
We had to keep playing the game. If Carmine and Francesca found out that I was trying to mend fences or that Dominic and Fallon had anything to do with this situation, they would storm everything and try to take the babies. I couldn’t let that happen.
“I know,” I said tightly. “Trust me, it’s better this way.”
She sniffled and buried her face against my chest. I knew it wasn’t all that long ago that she’d gone through hell with Tate Riley. Raped. Abused. And still, she remained strong.
Dominic had indeed chosen well.
We made it to the hospital. Frank wasted no time rushing inside to get a wheelchair. I helped Bianca into it and pushed her inside.
It didn’t take long to get her checked in, and by that time, Alessandro had arrived and went to his knees in front of her, murmuring things I couldn’t hear.
I knew he didn’t love her, but the woman he’d fallen for was in for a world of unconditional love, because if he behaved this way with someone who was a friend, then I could only imagine the way he’d treat his wife.
They took Bianca away, Alessandro following. I made my way upstairs and waited in a waiting area. I had no plans on leaving.
“How is she?” Alessio asked, coming up to me.
“In labor. I expect we will be meeting some babies soon.”
“And how do you feel about that?” Alessio asked.
“I… don’t know.”
Alessio clapped me on the shoulder. “Klaus said he would try to come later, but he’s upset about the lead he had on Rosalie. It’s taking him nowhere, and that’s made him a little unhinged.”
I nodded. I assumed he’d not come away from the streets to stand in a hallway for hours with us. I understood it. Admired it, even.
“He loves her,” I murmured. “Rosalie.”
“He does, but he has a lot going on. I do not think he is ready to be in such a serious relationship.”
I nodded. “I have had these same thoughts. He wants a second chance with his boys. He is with us, too. I can’t let him leave.”
Alessio sighed. “Brother, we all want out of this life. Do not lie to yourself.”
“I’m not. I want out,” I replied. “But sometimes things don’t work out the way we want.”
“They will,” Alessio said firmly.
I smiled sadly at his words. “How do you know?”
“Because I see how tired you are. It helps that your brother has come home. I have no doubts that he will ensure everyone is free.”
He wasn’t wrong there. If Santino’s plan worked, with my help, we could really, maybe leave this life behind and live in peace knowing Francesca and Carmine were dead. I’d let Dante Church and his watchers handle anything Everett-related. I had no doubt his days were numbered. And if Dante Church didn’t get him, I knew the horsemen would.
Alessio and I chatted for a bit before he wandered off to find coffee and snacks. He seemed happy. I wanted to ask about his relationship with Indigo, but figured I’d hold off on it.
