Page 71 of Bound By Redemption
“She’s okay. Dryerson has her on the other side of the SUV getting ready to put her in. You’ll be together in a second.” I opened the Tahoe door and set her as gently as I could on the seat. She moaned at the movement but was able to sit. “Are you hurt anywhere? The blood? Is it yours?”
My hands cautiously roamed her body, checking for cuts, bullet wounds, or anything that would cause that much blood to be on her. She had black and blue marks in several different places on her body.
“It’s not mine. It’s Daniel’s,” she whispered, wrapping her arms around her body, trying to cover herself up. Those fuckers had her naked.
I reached into the back of the SUV and grabbed two emergency blankets, handing one to Dryerson who set Katie on the seat opposite of Ensley, then giving one to Ensley and wrapping her up tight. She clutched on to it like a lifeline.
“Talk to me.”
She said nothing at first, the shock overwhelming, but I needed to know what was going on. I kept an eye out in the distance, and ever so slowly those people were still coming our way.
Ensley had difficulty meeting my eyes at first when she started talking. “Daniel blew up Austyn and Emery’s houses. He wanted Katie, Remy, and me. Said Katie and I owed him children. Said he was going to impregnate both of us until we couldn’t have children anymore. He’s killing the elders by draining their blood, and he called himself the next prophet.”
I cut down what she’d laid out. “Bottom line—he was planning a takeover. Where’d the blood come from?”
“I…” She stopped, dropped her head, and shook it.
I reached around her and pulled her into my body. She didn’t flinch this time. I hoped the shock was coming around. “Baby. Tell me.”
Her words were broken with her sobs. “I stabbed him in the neck until he bled out.”
A smile came to my lips. “Good girl. Proud of you.”
Her head popped up as she looked into my eyes, her words quivering. “You don’t understand … I…”
She was having a hard time coming to terms with killing that asshole, and I needed her to feel off the hook. He was an asshole who deserved it.
I leaned in, kissing her forehead. “Whatever you did. However, you did it does not matter. It came down to either you and Katie or him. You chose the two of you. Don’t give two shits how you did it or what you had to do. Just proud you had the courage inside of you to get it done.”
The tears continued to roll down her face as she held the blanket tight around her body. She said that she wasn’t hurt, but I didn’t know if I could trust that. She was in such a state that anything could be happening. Shock was a terrible thing, and it wasn’t the time to press. She was holding on by a thread.
A white Tahoe pulled onto the lane and parked near the bikes. Knowing who was inside, I lifted my chin. “I’m gonna take you to Austyn and Princess’ SUV. They’re gonna get you and Katie sorted at the clubhouse while I deal with this.”
“Okay…” She paused. “But what are you gonna do to them?”
“End them and make sure they never come after you again.”
I lifted her as her watery eyes pleaded with me. “My sisters are here. Please don’t let anything happen to them. It’s not their fault. They were born into this…”
I made sure the blanket was covering her as I pulled her body close to mine. “I know you’re scared as shit right now, but you gotta know that shit would never happen. We just have to take out the trash.”
She snuggled into my body, her face in my neck as we reached the Tahoe. I swore she was smelling me. “Everything’ll be good. Promise you. You get yourself cleaned up, and see to our baby girl. I’ll handle the rest.”
Her head nodded as we reached Austyn. “Take care of her.”
“Absolutely,” Austyn replied, opening the back door and climbing in. Ensley was put on one side of her while Katie was on the other, Dryerson standing there with his hand on top of his head. He was probably thinking the same as me. What the fuck had they done to them?
Austyn wrapped her arms around them both, and they melted into her.
Hated leaving her like this with tears and shock surrounding her, but if I wanted to make sure the threat was completely gone forever, I had to get back down there.
“You got this?” I asked Princess, shutting the back door.
“Shut it,” she said through the rolled down passenger side window, shifting and taking off away from this hellhole of a place. Yeah, she had them.
Turning, a mob of people were still coming our way, now close enough to see them. Many of them were in pastel colored dresses from neck to feet, only a few were in pants, and they appeared young. Not that it made a bit of difference because we didn’t know these people. Therefore, these people were threats.
I pulled out my cell and called my father who answered on the second ring. “Yeah.”
