Page 136 of Menace

“When can I see her?”

That is all he wanted, to see her and to be able to touch her to reassure himself that she was still here, was still alive.

“She’s in recovery right now and once she’s ready they will move her into the ICU. I want to observe her for at least a day or so before we move her into high care. You may see her as soon as she’s been settled in ICU. Only two visitors at a time are allowed and family only at this time.”

He could only nod, he didn’t care about anything except seeing her.

“Thank you, Doc.” Rider said quietly. “We appreciate what you did for her.”

Belatedly he thanked him as well.

Shortly after the three of them, Lucky, Rider and Asa were standing outside the ICU.

Once again they went through the entire ritual of who they were and how they were Harper’s family. The charge nurse didn’t seem very happy with him calling Harper his old lady. Obviously she didn’t know that in biker culture it meant she was his wife.

She warmed a tiny bit when he explained and called her his wife. Rider and Asa bluntly claimed to be her brothers.

They had to wait until she was settled before they were allowed in.

He and Rider went in first.

His woman looked pale as death with dark rings around her eyes.

Her bruises stood out starkly and he wanted to kill the fuckers who had touched her. Lines came from her body connecting her to the machines around her bed.

He pressed a soft kiss to her forehead.

Her eyes fluttered open and he smiled at her, softly stroking his hand over her head before he took her hand in his.

“Lucky.” She whispered hoarsely.

“Yeah, baby, I’m here.”

Tears filled her pale blue eyes and ran over.

He quickly swiped them away with his free hand and kissed her mouth softly.

“Hey baby, no tears now. You’re safe. I got you.”

“Where’s…Ry? And how’s…Bren?”

Fear filled her eyes and her lips trembled.

“What happened…to my baby? Is Bren okay?”

“Hey, hey,mon coeur(my heart), there’s nothin’ to fear, our baby is fine.” He reassured her. It was a lie.

It was a lie to keep her calm. The doctor had warned them she was to be kept as calm as possible.

“Is Bren is okay?” Her eyes whipped from him to Rider.

Without saying a word they both avoided answering her questions about Bren. The brother was still in surgery and they hadn’t had any news yet.

Rider leant forward, taking her other hand in both of his.

“Hey, sweetheart, you need to relax. You’ve just had major surgery. You need to rest to get better. We’ll be here when you wake up.”

“No, I want Ry. Where is he?”

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