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This is my fault.

I let myself get caught up in her, in us.

So much so that I didn’t do the one thing I was supposed to do - protect her.

“I’m comfortable enough with her condition to leave her here for now but she can’t be left alone-”

“I’m not leaving her fucking side,” I say, cutting her off and she nods.

“I didn’t think so.” Doc sighs and looks over at the back door of the clubhouse. “Still… maybe I should stay here tonight, just in case. Y’all have an extra room for me?”

“Yeah, Doc,” Gear says, stepping forward. I glance over and Storm is watching this whole scene play out. When the fuck did he get here? “We’ll get the guest room set up for you.”

She nods. “I’m going to take blood and run it to the lab and then I’ll be back. You guys need to call me if anything changes with her, you hear?”

“You got it, Doc,” Storm says and she gets to work, drawing blood but I tune them out.

My focus is on Lennon.

I can feel him, though.

Hyde is just under the surface, waiting to get his pound of flesh. And once I know she’s okay, once she’s out of the woods, I’m going to find whoever did this to her.

Then he’ll make them wish they’d never been born.

Chapter Eighteen

Lennon

Ow.

A deep, sharp ache just above my eyebrows drags me into consciousness. With each heartbeat, a fresh wave of pain billows through me and I barely resist the urge to let out a deep groan. I try to swallow but my throat feels like I ate a handful of sand, my tongue sticking to the roof of my mouth from how dry it is. With a sigh, I shift my body to try and find some relief and my stomach rolls violently.

What the fuck?

What happened to me?

My arms and legs feel like they weigh two tons each. There is no part of me that wants to open my eyes.

Ugh.

Maybe I’ll just sleep for the next twenty-four hours until this passes. Someone moves next to me, jostling my body ever so slightly, and every muscle in my body tenses.

Ow.

Who the fuck is in my bed?

My heart climbs into my throat as I take a deep breath. The scent of amber, leather and spicy vanilla fills my nose and my body sags.

Dalton.

What happened last night?

And how did I end up in bed with Dalton?

Peeling open my eyes, I let out a hiss. Bright morning sunlight is flooding in through the window, assaulting me from all angles and I slam them shut as they water.

Good God.