Page 27 of Hatter

I clenched my teeth, frustration boiling inside me like molten lava. This wasn’t just a random attack -- Eddie had planned this, knowing our weaknesses and exploiting them ruthlessly. But I’d be damned if I let him win.

“Keep pushing them back!” I roared, my voice raw with determination. “We’ve got this! Don’t let up!”

I tried searching for Jo again, but still didn’t see her. Worry ate at me, but I couldn’t run off and find her. I had to hope she was hiding and safe.

Bullets screamed past me, each one carrying the promise of death and destruction. And as I fought alongside my brothers, my veins coursing with adrenaline, I knew one thing for certain: we wouldn’t go down easy.

I finally caught sight of Jo pinned in a corner. Time slowed as I watched one of Eddie’s bastards raise his gun, taking aim at her fragile form. She was trapped, fear etched onto her bruised face. Fuck. No.

“Jo!” I hollered, rage boiling inside me. Every muscle in my body tensed, ready to strike. I charged forward like a wild beast, shoving aside the debris and broken furniture that littered the floor.

“Get away from her!” I growled, my voice a guttural snarl. I moved with predatory grace, my training kicking in as I closed the distance between us. A bullet whizzed past my ear, close enough to feel the heat, but I never wavered. Jo was in danger -- that was all that mattered.

“Hey, asshole!” I roared, lunging forward with brutal force. My fist connected with the thug’s jaw. He staggered back, stunned, and I seized the opportunity to wrench the gun from his grip.

“Back off!” I barked, leveling the weapon at him. He raised his hands in surrender, but the fury coursing through me wouldn’t be quelled so easily. I swung my leg, connecting with his kneecap, and he crumpled to the ground with a bone-chilling scream. I knew without looking I’d shattered it.

“You okay?” I asked. She nodded, tears streaming down her face, and I pulled her close, sheltering her with my body. “Stay behind me. We’re gonna get out of this.”

“Thank you,” she whispered, clutching at my arm. The desperation in her voice fueled my resolve, reminding me why I’d fight to the death for her, for all of us.

“Take this,” I said, pressing a spare gun into her trembling hands. “Just in case. Safety is off, so be careful. All you have to do is point and shoot.”

“Okay,” she replied, determination flickering in her eyes.

The battle raged on around us, its intensity escalating as Eddie’s men began to fall, one by one. Each gunshot echoed through the clubhouse, punctuated by anguished cries and the crunch of shattering wood. It was hell on earth, but we’d be damned if we didn’t fight back with everything we had.

“Cheshire, Rabbit, flank them!” I yelled, taking charge once more.

“March, Absolem, take the left side! Knave, you’re with me!” I barked out orders, knowing our familiarity with the clubhouse would give us an edge. We had to stay alive, protect each other at all costs.

“Copy that, Hatter!” March’s gravelly voice rang out as he and Absolem moved into position, guns blazing.

“Cheshire, Rabbit, keep them pinned down!” I felt a primal rage surge through me. My hands gripped my gun tightly, knuckles white as I prepared to unleash hell on these bastards.

“Got it, boss!” Cheshire called back, his grin never faltering even in the face of certain death. His finger pulled the trigger with deadly precision.

“Stay sharp, everyone!” I focused on my breathing, tried to steady my shaking hands. This was far from my first fight, but the stakes had never been higher.

“Damn it!” Knave cursed as a bullet nicked his ear. He fired back with ruthless efficiency, his eyes narrowing as he tracked his target.

“Watch your six, Rabbit!” I cried out, seeing one of Eddie’s men creeping up behind him. Rabbit spun around just in time, his gun barking in response, and a spray of red painted the wall behind the attacker.

“Thanks, Hatter!” Rabbit called out, relief etched across his face. “That was too close.”

“Can’t hold them off much longer!” Cheshire yelled, his voice strained as he continued to lay down suppressing fire.

“Stay strong!” I bellowed, my eyes darting from brother to brother, assessing their condition. “We fight together, we survive together!”

“Damn right!” Knave’s gaze never leaving his target.

“Let’s show these fuckers what the Underland MC is made of!” Rabbit shouted, defiance in his voice. It was the least anxious I’d seen him in a while. Sometimes, a fight would make his anxiety worse. Other times, it seemed to let him relieve the pressure building inside him, leaving him calm afterward.

“Bring it on!” March roared in agreement.

“Fight to the end!” Absolem added, his calm demeanor unshaken even in the midst of chaos.

“Let’s finish this!” I shouted.

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