Page 97 of Never Trust the Living (Battle Crows MC 7)

“I’m so sorry,” he said. “I’m so fuckin’ sorry I didn’t protect her.”

Wake caught KD and directed him toward an empty waiting room chair across the room, while I watched him go.

KD had tried. I could tell that he’d tried to protect her. Had protected her as best as he could with what he’d been given.

But still, it hadn’t been enough.

I should’ve done more…

Tide came back with a grim look on his face.

“As of right now, she’s still in surgery. She suffered a lot of damage from the bomb, but she’s hanging on,” he promised. “They had to deliver the baby and he’s fine.”

The baby is fine.

Four words that rocked my world.

“Is he?” I asked, feeling numb.

“Yeah,” Tide confirmed. “They have him in the NICU right now because he’s having a little trouble breathing on his ownsince he’s just a bit early. But they believe that they’ll get him straightened out and you can see him soon. Okay?”

I nodded.

At least, I thought I nodded.

Tide pulled Haggard over toward the side of the room, and the rest of them joined them.

He started to explain something to them and then gestured to his head in a way that I knew he was talking about how Dory had been hurt.

He gestured to a few more places, but in the end, I looked away, unable to stomach how she’d been hurt.

“Come on,” I heard however long later. “We’re going up to the surgery floor. We’ll wait up there.”

Wake and Haggard.

Though it’d been Haggard who’d spoke.

I shook my head. “I’ll stay here.”

At least, that was my intention.

I didn’t stay there. I moved, and definitely not on my own volition.

Five minutes and an elevator ride later, I was all but plopped down into a chair in a practically empty waiting room.

There I sat.

And waited.

For hours.

How much can you take and keep moving forward. How hard could she be hit and get back up again?

I wasn’t sure that she’d survive this hit, though.

She’d survived so many before.

But not this one.

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