Page 80 of Sparrow's Grace

But when I heard the monitor that they had hooked to her heart drop to a steady tone, I hadn’t realized that I had let out a roar so ferocious that the glass in the emergency room department rattled.

Heathen

I sat there, holding my woman in my arms, her tears soaking through my shirt. Zeke always stayed under the radar. You could see the beast inside of him, but he never unleashed it. Not like he did when Savannah’s heart stopped beating.

Powers

I swear to all that’s holy. If you take that woman away from him, I’ll end up watching my brother follow her to the grave. Know it’s wrong, but if you have to spare one of them, you spare Savannah. They can have another baby, or they can adopt. There will never be another Savannah for him.

Cam

I wanted to throat punch Zeke when he threatened to kill Mackenzie and Michelle if something happened to his woman. But then… well… I’d be the same fucking way if something ever happened to Michelle.

Lincoln

I had every faith in my woman that she would do her best to make sure that Savannah and that baby were okay. Zeke just had to keep that in mind.

Skinner

I pulled Harlow into my lap and pressed her face against my neck, her hot tears running down my throat, traveling through the scars there. I’ll be the first one at Zeke’s back if he decides to go on a killing spree to make himself feel better.

Savage

Fuck. Why is it that the women who really want kids have the hardest time carrying them and giving birth? But the ones who don’t want them, it’s easy as hell for them. Man above, do your best to spare ‘em both. Because Zeke won’t survive if you take her from him.

Clutch

Even since I’ve gotten to know Savannah, this world would be a lot more dim without her in it. She needs to be okay.

Monroe

God, save the both of them. There’s no one else I would ever want to swing another chair at my head for being a fucking idiot.

Gage

I get how Zeke feels. I felt that way every single time Collins had her treatments and we were told the medicine stopped working.

Zeke

Mackenzie came through the doors with a smile on her face and made a beeline for me.

I stepped away from the column I was helping hold up and waited.

My brothers stepped to my side, the women holding onto one another.

“Mama and baby are okay. Apparently, the reason she fainted was because your little one decided it was time to come now, and tried to exit her body without her body being absolutely ready. Due to the stress the baby was in they had to perform an emergency cesarean. Your baby has to spend some time in the NICU due to being born at only thirty weeks, but other than that, both of them are healthy.”

“When can I see her?” I asked the only thing that mattered to me at the moment.

Mackenzie got it. She smiled then said, “Follow me.”

I did.

We went down four halls, and then made a left, and there, I saw my woman, her eyes closed, her blond hair spread out across the pillow, softly, I said to Mackenzie, “Wait here, okay?”

She nodded and looked at me with a worried frown.

I ignored the frown and then once I made sure her pulse was strong and steady, I whispered against her ear, “I know you’d want us to meet our baby for the first time. But I also know you don’t want him or her to be scared or worried or alone. So I’ll be with our little one until you wake up and they let me bring him or her to you. I love you, Angel. Love you more than the wind on my face.”

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