Page 95 of Never Trust the Living (Battle Crows MC 7)

Hell, I didn’t even know where to go.

The door to my right banged open so hard it hit the wall, drawing my attention.

I blinked when I saw Wake.

Followed by my brother, Haggard.

Which didn’t seem right, because I’d had no time to call him to tell him about Dory, let alone give him time to ride here.

Yet, after Haggard burst through the door behind Wake, Shine, Price, Easton, and Tide were on his heels. My dad and Jeremiah followed immediately behind.

Something in my broken heart shivered at the sight of them.

They all looked fierce.

Pissed.

So blazing mad that I knew they knew what had happened to Dory.

The moment they made it up to me, I spoke.

“What are y’all doing here?” I asked quietly.

Was that my voice? Damn, it sounded like some wounded animal’s.

“Dory called us last night and asked if we could help y’all move back home,” Price answered, walking right up to me and throwing his arms around my head, squeezing hard. “How is she?”

How was she?

I swallowed hard.

She wasn’t great.

In fact, I didn’t know if she’d even make it off of the operating table they’d taken her to.

“I don’t know,” I admitted. “I haven’t been able to move since I got here.”

That was the truth.

Each time I tried to stand, my goddamn legs wouldn’t hold me.

“I’ll go check.” Tide moved past me to the nurses’ station he could see beyond the swinging doors.

We were in a hospital right outside of Tampa.

It was, supposedly, one of the best in the nation.

I was thankful that they’d airlifted her here.

She had a fighting chance, at least, if she was with a doctor that knew what he was doing.

“The baby?” I heard someone ask.

My heart sank.

That was another thing I had been trying very hard not to think about.

The baby.

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