Page 56 of Lyon

“I’ll see you soon.”

The second I hung up, a fresh wave of pain lanced through my skull. I clenched my teeth, forcing past it.

Raven was already moving. “I’ll fly us there.”

“I’m coming too,” Cyclone said, standing.

I didn’t argue. We had to move—now.

As we headed for the airport, my mind wouldn’t stop tearing into me.

You should’ve been there. You should’ve never let her go.

“Don’t do this to yourself,” Raven muttered. “You lost your memory. You couldn’t have stopped this.”

“It doesn’t matter,” I growled. “I should’ve married her the second she said yes. I should’ve kept her close. Now she’s missing again.” My hands clenched. “When I find her, I swear I’m keeping her pregnant for the next ten years so she stays the hell home.”

Cyclone choked on a laugh, but my jaw was set. I meant every damn word.

Raven exhaled. “Where do we start looking?”

I hit redial. Ryker answered immediately.

“Where do I start?” I demanded.

His voice was tense. “Jada and the others are with me. We found the guy who kidnapped Niki. He spilled everything. The cartel took her.”

My gut twisted. “She’s still alive?”

“For now. She’s on a boat.”

I swore violently. “And your team left her to fight them alone?”

“They didn’t have a choice. Jada had to get the other women out.”

“Do you know where they’re taking her?”

“The guy said they were headed for Mexico.”

I gritted my teeth.If they haven’t tied her up, she’ll jump overboard.Niki would never let them take her to Mexico without a fight.

“We have to find her,” I said, my voice rough. “She wants babies, and I’m going to make damn sure she gets as many as she wants.”

“Where do we start?” Raven asked.

I met his gaze. “The Gulf of Mexico. Fast.”

Raven nodded. “Then let’s move.”

25

Niki

I couldn’t believeI was living this nightmare again. But this time, there was no way I’d let them shove me into a casket. If we reached Mexico, I’d be dead—after they were done with me. My only chance was jumping overboard before we got there.

Three men. That was all. If I got an opening, I was taking it. Their voices slithered through the dark, their disgusting laughter making my skin crawl. They were talking about taking turns with me. I curled in on myself, playing my part—too terrified to look at them, trembling like prey. But inside, my mind was razor-sharp, focused on one desperate mission:save my baby.

The realization slammed into me like a freight train—I hadn’t had a period in two months. That’s why I’d been so sick in the mornings. My breath hitched as I pressed a shaking hand against my stomach.I will keep you safe. I swear it.Somehow, I just knew—it was a boy.

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