Page 40 of Bound by Adoration

Me. I didn’t matter.

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RAID

Looking over to Liam who had concern all over his face, I felt it too. It appeared to be coming to a head in Nyx’s mind. All of this happening way too soon for her, and we needed to get her calmed down.

Picking her up, she groaned. Liam went to stand, but I shook my head, and he sat back down.

Moving next to him, I sat there and maneuvered Nyx on our legs, her arms going around both of our heads and holding on tight. Her legs were a bit awkward, but she didn’t seem to care, just twisted to fit us. And I knew we sure didn’t care but to hold her in any way possible.

It was official, though. Liam wasn’t going anywhere. And I wasn’t going anywhere. Fuck.

Both Liam and my arms touched when we went to go around her back to hold her closer. I stilled for only a moment, then our arms rested on each other’s as we held Nyx tight.

Talk about a fucked-up experience I never saw coming in a million years. Ex-lover. New lover. Me. All tangled together on a couch in a safe house because fuck heads were after my woman.

Nope, didn’t have that shit on my bingo card.

“Shh, it’ll be okay. We won’t let a damn thing happen to you,” Liam cooed.

“He’s right. No one touches you.” I growled low then looked at the man next to me. Yeah, I knew he was touching her, but for some reason he didn’t count. Fucking hell. How could he not count?

She lifted and wiped her eyes, a new resolve coming over her. Was she ready to fight now? Or was she still ready to break?

“What now?” she asked us.

“I call Cruz, and we get a plan worked out,” I answered. She’d been crying there for a hot minute, and it pissed me off. She should never cry.

“Okay. I need to go get cleaned up,” she said, lifting off the both of us, without a second glance and moved out of the room quickly.

We both watched her as she went. “She okay?”

“No. But she will be,” I responded. “Let’s do this.” The sooner I got the call out, the sooner we could figure out how to keep hidden.

An hour and a half later, almost all the brothers were in the living room and kitchen of the safe house, including my father, but minus Ax because he was babysitting Screech. I’d catch hell for that one later.

Thirty minutes after that I’d finished the entire story. What I knew from top to toe. What Nyx had told me and what Liam had found out. Every detail I could remember.

Nyx fluttered around like a butterfly the entire time, getting drinks, and putting out snacks like we were having a damn party. I didn’t know if she was avoiding the situation by keeping herself busy and not thinking, or if she legit wanted to “host” everyone. She seemed off but fuck, in this scenario, even the strongest woman would be.

“Hey, Nyx,” Micah, asked getting her attention.

“Hmm…”

“Did you say your mom’s name is Elizabeth Hamilton?”

He already knew the answer to this. I’d told him, and it wasn’t like him to ask questions he already knew the answer to, which perked me up.

“Yeah,” she answered, a questioning look coming across her face.

Micah’s attention came to me. “Besides being Nyx’s mom, does that name ring any bells for you?”

My mind had been a kaleidoscope of information I’d been trying to sort through since Nyx came into my life, and I replayed the name a few times, going back.

It clicked, and I sat up straight. “Fuck me. The video,” I told him, and he nodded.

“Yeah. The fuckin’ video,” he repeated.