Page 192 of The Outlaw's Savage Revenge

I just feel . . . so much more attuned to Luna’s emotions. Disappointment. Regret. Guilt

“I’m sorry, Cade.” Her fingers dig into my side, and I feel her steel herself against whatever reaction she expects from me.

“Baby. Look at me,” I whisper.

Her eyes are brimming with tears but steady. This is the woman who stood her ground against me, against Nico, against her father. The one who broke Scar. Capo of the Romano family. She’ll fucking face this too.

“You’re perfect, and you’re mine. Marry me.”

“Oh, Caden!” She kisses me then, deep and slow and it’s like a match to gasoline. Her tongue slides against mine, and despite the pain and meds, my body responds as always. Cock hardening into steel, heart racing, the room tilting on its axis. So fucking worth the wave of dizziness that follows when she draws back, dark eyes boring into mine. Telling me without words she desperately wants to be mine.

“That can’t be normal, Nico,” Sophie mutters, gawking slack-jawed at crazily beeping monitor screens, but I barely hear her. I’m too focused on the flush spreading down Luna’s neck, the way her pupils have dilated. Even half-dead, we set each other on fire.

“Get out,” I snap.

They don’t wait to be told again. When the door closes behind them, silence settles over us. Just the beating of my heart, gradually slowing to match Luna’s ragged breaths against me.

“I’ve got LS, Cade,” she whispers as a shudder runs through her.

I tighten my hold, ignoring the protest from my wounds. “I know.”

“I’ll need surgeries. And kids are off the table and—”

“I asked you a question.”

Luna blinks, and for a moment I see that old fear melt away, replaced by that fierce determination I fell in love with taking over.

“I recall an order, not a question, but, fuck yes, I will.” she breathes.

Joy surges through me, so intense it’s almost painful. I brush my thumb across her cheek. “Are you scared?”

Sheshifts carefully beside me, mindful of the tubes but needing to be closer. “I’ve faced worse with you, Caden Michael Quinn. If you’re with me, I’m not afraid of anything.”

“Good girl.” The rumbled words of praise earn me a brutal eye roll, but I don’t miss the color staining her cheeks. My lips find hers again, gentler this time but no less devastating. Finally, she settles against me, finding that spot on my chest that doesn’t make me wince.

“You’re already mine to love. Mine to protect, baby. The rest is just paperwork.”

And I know I’d go through hell again for this bold woman who turned the course of revenge and destruction into one of trust and devotion.

Epilogue

Luna

NINE MONTHS LATER

“Reese, I don’t know when I’ll be in Paris next.”

It’s already dark when I pull my sleek Aston Martin into the private underground parking lot, my stomach sinking when I see the spot for Cade’s pickup is empty.

Shit. He’s still not home.

Three hours of negotiations with tech experts, and all I could think of was that Cade was in a meeting that could end in bloodshed.

Someone’s done the math, and apparently, once a dozen times Capos meet, blood spills. And this particular meeting is likely winning those odds since my husband and the Beast of New York are sitting face to face.

Thelast time they were in the same room, one of them had squashed the other inside a wooden crate.

Reese whines through the car’s Bluetooth, dragging me out of my head. “You can’t just abandon your best friend, Luna.”

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