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He rears back to smack me, but the door to the bathroom slams open, practically coming off its hinges.
Greyson fills the doorway, and I slouch against the wall, exhausted but still on high alert.
A sound like I’ve never heard before comes from Greyson, and then he’s on my attacker. He doesn’t say anything; he just starts to punch him. Over and over, he hits him. Blood is everywhere, and Gunner is not stopping.
“Greyson!” I say.
When he doesn’t stop, I say it again. “Greyson, stop!”
He’s holding the man up by his collar. The man is crying about his tooth, but all I can see is Greyson. He’s in a rage, and he’s battling to come back from it. I take a step toward him. “Greyson, look at me.”
He blinks but doesn’t say a thing.
Ben and Felon fill the doorway, and Ben walks in. “Shit, Greyson. I told you and Pres told you. No more destroying places. Hell, we’re not going to be allowed in?—”
I interrupt him but don’t take my eyes off Greyson. “He was attacking me… Uh, Greyson saved me.”
Ben and Felon both change in an instant. They look me up and down and then they each take a hit on the guy, and he grunts as he feels each blow. Ben and Felon pick up the guy by his arms. “Where do you want him, Gunn?”
Greyson gestures to the back. “Take him out back. I’m not done with him.”
Ben shakes his head. “Dude, too much more and he’s going to be at death’s door. You want to take this back to the club?”
I look between the three of them, and I have no doubt in my mind that they will kill this man. The Exiled Guardians don’t play when it comes to protecting women.
Malcolm comes to the door and looks at the bathroom. Doors are off hinges, blood is spattered on the wall, and the mirror is broken. “Oh shit. Fuck.”
Ben points at the still groaning man on the floor. “He attacked Alice…”
Malcolm turns to me. I’m shivering, eyes wide, staring at the men around me. Malcolm takes a step toward me and stops. “Alice, shit, I’m going to call the police.”
Ben raises his hand. “The club will handle it.”
“No!” I say, coming to my senses. “No.” I point at Felon. “Felon, out. You don’t need to be caught up in this.” I don’t have to mention his history of being in prison. I turn to Ben. “The club is not handling this. You’re not killing a man, even if he deserves it, because of me. You guys go, I’ll talk to the police and?—”
Greyson shakes his head. “Fuck that. Malcolm, we’ll take care of the bathroom. Ben, Pres will wanna take care of this since he messed with one of ours. Call him and we’ll take him back to the club.”
I wrap my arms around my middle. I’m trying to contain my trembling, but all of this is too much. “Greyson—” I say.
My voice is too quiet for him to hear me, so I say it again. “Greyson.”
He looks at me, and I’ve never seen him look like he does right now. The man is shaken to his core. I can feel myself start to fade. I say his name again, and then everything goes black.
CHAPTER 4
GUNNER
I catch her before she falls. I lift her in my arms, and it’s like she weighs nothing. “I’m taking her home.”
Boss ushers me out the door. “I got this. Take care of her.” He tosses me the keys to the SUV. “I’m parked out front. Take the girls.”
I stride out of the bathroom and out the back door of the bar to avoid the crowd and then walk around to the SUV that is parked out front. I’m not sure how it happened, but Emily and Lexi are both standing out front waiting for us.
I toss the keys to Emily. “Here. Drive.”
She catches them. “Oh my God.”
“Is she okay?” Lexi asks, pointing at a still limp Alice.
