“There is no home there anymore. My home is here.”
Rebel tensed a little, his eyes shooting over to me. I couldn’t read his expression but I could see it meant something to him. I couldn’t let Riagan take him from me. I couldn’t let him kill Rebel.
“With him?”
“Riagan…let him go.”
“I will let him go when you agree to come home with me. I won’t retaliate against the club. I just want you to come home with me. You’re my own family left.”
Something in my chest pulled at the way he sounded so vulnerable. Could it be he thought I needed saving?
“Why didn’t you just call and talk to me? You came down here like you were hunting me.”
“I thought you were being held captive,” he answered, and truthfully I was, but it wasn’t all bad. Ihad Rebel to keep me smiling and I wouldn’t have given that up for anything. Seeing him being held by my brother with blood seeping out of a wound I couldn’t see, yeah that made me re-evaluate things. It was at this exact moment I realised I would do anything to protect him.
“I’m not, so drop the gun and let him go,” I urged.
Riagan hesitated.
“I will only do that if you come with me right now,” he said. “Away from them. They got one sister, they aren’t taking you, too.”
“I’m here of my own free will, Riagan,” I yelled. “Let him go.”
“Then why is this place locked down? Do you have the codes to leave?”
My eyes shot to Rebel who winced at the words. Riagan may have a point. Had I been a captive this whole time? If it really were to protect me, why wouldn’t they give me the codes in case there was a fire?
“Let him go and I’ll come with you,” I told him. Rebel went to protest just as Riagan let him go. He stumbled forward just as the butt of Riagan’s gun came down on the back of his head. I screamed as Rebel fell to the tiled floor with a thud. I bent down to check his pulse and looked up at my brother who simply grabbed my arm and pulled me down thehall. His grip on my arm was painful, not letting me move away. Riagan yanked me down the hall, kicking and screaming for Rebel.
I screamed out for him just as I clutched onto the open doorway of his room to stop Riagan from dragging me out the door but he was too strong for me. With a hard yank, my fingers flung from the doorway and I was being pulled out of the house.
Rebel’s groan echoed in the distance. I saw him stumbling down the hall, groggy, trying to get to me. My heart seized when I saw how bad he looked, the blood still flowing out of his head, and his eyes darting everywhere like he was concussed and yet he still clambered toward my screams.
“Riagan, no!”
My brother didn’t listen. I saw the door close in Rebel’s face as Riagan threw me in the back of his car. The child lock had been installed so I couldn’t get out to get to Rebel.
He needed me.
As the car started, I realised he hadn’t burst through the door like I thought he would.
Had he passed out?
Oh god, don't go to sleep, Rebel.
SEVEN
Rebel
Everything was going dark but her screams echoed through my mind. He wasn’t here to save her, he was here to take her back to Belfast to continue his father’s sick legacy and for some reason she was the key to that. I could feel it…
The hit to the back of my head had me dazed with a possible concussion. I knew the signs. I knew what was going to come but I needed to get to her first.
I couldn’t lose her.
He’d slammed the door shut with his boot as he trudged her to the car. I entered the code into the keypad but nothing happened. I did it again and looked down at it to see the code was wrong.
No it wasn’t.
