Page 45 of Doc's Decision

The gravity of the situation falls over the room like a suffocating blanket.

I can practically see the wheels turning in everyone's heads as they process this game-changing revelation.

This just made everything that much worse, and we have to try to find her, and fast.

The stakes just got a hell of a lot higher.

Turmoil clenches his fists, a muscle ticking in his jaw.

I half expect him to put a hole through the wall.

Instead, he takes a deep, shuddering breath, visibly reining in his emotions.

There has to be a tornado ripping through his head right now.

Fear, rage, desperation—a toxic cocktail threatening to boil over.

But beneath it all, I catch a glimmer of something else in Turmoil's eyes.

Something fierce, primal, and protective as fuck.

He's not just fighting for his old lady anymore.

He's fighting for his family.

Internally, I know shit is about to pop off with the club.

We thought we might have some peace for a while, but now that Seraphina is AWOL, it means one of our own is in imminent danger.

And she's carrying precious cargo.

We need to work fast.

Every second counts.

Every heartbeat brings Sera closer to God knows what horrors.

Failure isn’t a fucking option.

Especially not now.

We'll rain down holy hell on anyone who stands between us and bringing Sera and the baby home safe.

That's a goddamn promise.

CHAPTER TEN

Mandy

Doc's strong hands knead into the soles of my feet, sending tingles up my legs.

I let out a content sigh and sink deeper into the couch cushions.

It's been a long day at work and this foot rub is exactly what I needed.

"How's that, darlin'?" Doc drawls, his jade green eyes twinkling mischievously. "Feel good?"

"Mmm, amazing," I purr. "You sure know how to treat a girl right."

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