Page 87 of Jack

He helps me to my feet and I sway. It has been over a day since I have had anything to eat or drink. My body feels weak, tired, and all I want to do is sleep and hold my boys.

“Jack,” I hear Royal calling his name, and we both run.

Royal is kneeling down next to my cousin, and he shakes his head, looking at me with sympathy.

“Was she involved, Lil, honey?” Magnum’s voice breaks my gaze from my cousin’s dead body.

Shaking my head, I respond, “No. He beat her before he took me.”

“We will make sure her body gets back home to her family,” he tells me, stepping closer, laying his hand gently on the back of my head, and leaning in to kiss my forehead.

“Get her home, Son.”

Jack nods to his father and he leads me from the room, each of the members offering me a smile as we pass them, Royal repeating the movement that his father did as we reach him.

“We got you, Lil.” I nod at him, offering a grateful smile.

They did get me, like I knew that they always would. The Rugged Skulls will stop at nothing to take care of their loved ones.

Jack helps me up the basement stairs and through the kitchen, where we come to a stop, seeing a car in the living room. There is structural debris everywhere, the furniture is a mess, all broken.

I look to Jack, who grins down at me.

“You can ask your favorite prospect about that.” He nods to the car that has crashed through the house.

“Logan did this?” I ask with wide eyes.

“Yeah.” We step outside, the sun making me squint.

“Lilith, are you okay?” I hear Logan ask as he rushes toward us.

“I am okay. Tired and hungry but he never hurt me.” Fresh tears build thinking about what he has done to Vanessa.

“Is it done, prospect?” Jack asks Logan who nods, not replying with words.

I am too scared to ask what he has done, but I trust these two men with my life.

“So, you did that, huh?” I thumb over my shoulder at the car that is half hanging out of the house.

Logan looks to the floor, a blush creeping up his neck and cheeks. He runs his hand over the back of his neck, before looking back to me.

“They needed a way to get him out front, or at least somewhere we could see him,” he explains to me, making me giggle.

This man. These men will do anything to save their people.

“You will make a good Rugged Skull one day, Logan, but I think you need to be called ‘Crash’ from now on,” I joke with him. His blush deepens.

“Fucking love that, baby. I will bring it to the table,” Jack states, kissing the side of my head.

He looks from me to Jack, and his smile drops from his face. Something passes between the two men, and I have to wonder what it is, but now is not the time. I will get it out of both men soon enough.

“Take me home, handsome. I need to see Dominic, eat, and then sleep.”

“You got it, baby. You okay to ride?” Jack asks me, leading me to his bike.

“Yeah. Now or never, right?”

“You got it, baby. Fuck, I missed you, Lilith.” Police sirens sound, and they get closer. “Cal will come see you later.”

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