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Squeezing my eyes shut, tears leaked from their corners. “It doesn’t matter. I can’t leave. The place is locked down.”
Bliss started to scream again, this time sounding like she was desperately fighting for her life. The cadence of her voice sliced against my skin like a thousand cuts. I couldn’t let anything happen to her. Irefusedto let anything happen to her.
“If you want to save your friend from being fucked in two by Reaver, you’ll find a way out.”
“Wait—”
The line went dead.
Ice washed over me, helpless tears sprung into my eyes, and my brain turned frantic. Something hard and furry was suddenly against my palm, and I looked down. Through the frustrated and scared tears, I saw Lucifer standing there.
“I have to get her back,” I told him. But the clubhouse was sealed tighter than Fort Knox. There wouldn’t be a good enough reason to go outside other than…
I looked around for Lucifer’s collar and lead. I found them on Nick’s dresser, and I quickly snapped the collar in place, then clicked on the lead. Nobody would stop me from taking the dog out to pee, surely.
When I stepped out in the hall, I found the space deserted, but the noise from the bar area told me that was where most people were still congregating. I walked down the hall and checked every door toward the end until I found one that opened out on the back of the building. Sliding through it silently, I led Lucifer around the side and got a look at the security.
There were at least half a dozen men standing around, many of them in groups of two as they patrolled. Stepping out with Lucifer’s lead clutched in my hand, I chose thelook-like-you-belongoption and walked with confidence toward the gate.
There was one prospect standing guard. “You can’t leave,” he told me, eying Lucifer warily. “Kaash’s orders.”
Mustering all my skills from being my father’s daughter, I looked the guy in the eye and said, “The dog is going stir-crazy. I need to get him out of here.”
“Sorry. Nobody in or out without permission.”
I didn’t have time for this shit. Every second that Bliss was with Maddox, was a second of trauma she wouldn’t be able to solve without therapy.
“Rixon gave me permission,” I stated boldly, holding his eyes. If there was one thing my father had taught me, it was that people often backed down from overt displays of dominance.
His gaze flickered to Lucifer, then back to me. “Stay close to the compound,” he told me, finally relenting and letting me through the side gate. As I walked onto the street, he yelled out, “And stay where I can see you.”
“Like fuck,” I muttered under my breath. Rounding the corner out of view, I pulled out my phone, bringing up a ride share app and booking a ride.
Only a few minutes passed before the prospect called out again. “Are you still there? I told you to stay where I could see you.”
“Come on, come on, come on,” I muttered under my breath, watching the little car icon move closer to my location. Glancing up the road—about a hundred yards away—a set of headlights flashed around the corner.
“Hey!” the prospect called again, the distinct sound of a metal bolt scraping through the hook sending a wave of nausea through me. The whine of the gate opening made sweat bead on my brow. “Come on, bitch, don’t make me come out there,” he added in a hard voice.
The car rolled to a stop beside me, the driver lowering his window. “You Alex?”
“Yeah,” I replied, hastily opening the rear door and motioning for Lucifer to get in first before I slid in after him. “Go!”
The car rolled forward, the automatic locking mechanism sliding into place.
Bursting through the gate, the prospect yelled, “Hey!” He lunged for the door handle, cursing when it didn’t give. He slammed his fist against the glass.
“Maybe you should get out,” the driver said, unsure.
“I’ll give you an extra hundred if you floor the gas pedal right now.” I threw the note into the front seat, and the guy slammed his foot on the gas. The car lurched forward, and I watched the prospect’s expression go from anger tooh fuckin a second.
“You on the run or something?” the guy asked.
“No.”
“That guy looked like he didn’t want you going anywhere. Are you in danger?”
“No, not in danger.” I was silent for a beat, then said, “He was my brother. He didn’t want me going out tonight.”
