Page 91 of Wrecked By a Devil

“It’s okay,” I wrap my arms around her, pulling her tight to my chest. “It’s over now, you’re safe.”

The wailing of high-pitched sirens fills the air, rapidly approaching. Now it’s really over, and this time we have proof that the Kavanaghs are not involved in the trafficking.

“Mia…” Riley’s voice is trembling as she speaks but her eyes search the port for her friend.

I glance at Malachi who is wiping the blood from his face. Thankfully it’s not his blood. His eyes meet mine and he gives me a thumbs up, then I notice Mia and the rest of the girls standing behind him.

“She’s safe,” I whisper into Riley’s hair. “Are you hurt, Riley?”

She shakes her head rapidly. “Thanks to you,” she says, a tear sliding down her cheek.

“Hands in the air!”

The police takes control of the scene.

What follows is another taste of chaos. We’re all separated and interviewed by the police, including the rescued girls after they have been checked by the paramedics. I’m used to this, so I don’t break a sweat talking to the police and neither do my brothers. But my eyes never leave Riley. I’m close enough to be able to hear her conversation with the police officer and I can’t help but admire how brave she is. She knows exactly where she can tell the truth and where she has to bend it. I have to fight the urge to cross the short distance between us, pull her in my arms and never let her go.

She stays by Mia’s side, who’s still completely terrified, but thankfully not hurt physically.

I learn from the officer interviewing me that after tonight’s events, they no longer suspect the Eden and their attention will fully be on Ronan and the Devlins.

“That should be all for now,” the person in charge finally wraps up my interview and I do my best to maintain my attention on him. “If we have any additional questions, you’ll be called in for another interview at the station…”

I know exactly what that means, they’re still not backing off of my family, but I’m not worried about that. It comes with the job. “Thank you, officer. Please, don’t hesitate to contact me and my family if you need anything from us for this investigation.”

He nods, closing his notepad, as his eyes move to the girls. I can see it written all over his face, he’s desperate to protect them from the bad guys. And in his eyes, I’m not entirely a good guy either.

“You’ve got a loyal one there,” Malachi’s voice snaps from my thoughts. “She cares about you, Zeke, but I’m not sure she’s aware of what she’s gotten herself into.”

“I think she has a pretty good idea.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

Riley

“Do you think they will be okay?” I’m still shaking as Zeke closes the door of his apartment behind us. I keep trying to tell myself that the worst is now behind us, but it all still feels there.

“They will,” Zeke throws his jacket onto a chair he drops to the sofa, tapping the seat next to him with his hand. I join him, snuggling in the space next to him. “It’s probably going to take time, but I believe that they will all be okay eventually.”

“I’m just…” I sigh, trying to find the words to describe what I’m feeling. “Confused, I guess. And angry.”

“It’s okay to feel many things at once after something like this.” His eyes study my face as his hands gently run up and down my arms. “I know you said earlier that you’re not hurt, but in theheat of the moment, the adrenaline can make you oblivious to any injury.”

“I’m fine,” I shake my head. “I would tell you if I were hurt.”

“Good,” He gives me a small smile, but his hands are still slightly trembling on my body.

“Areyouokay?” I make myself ask, finally acknowledging the fight he’s been into. “When you attacked Devlin to save me, I was terrified he was going to kill you. I don’t want anyone to harm you, Zeke…”

I’m still struggling with the amount of fear I experienced today, and it seems to catching up to me in bits and pieces instead of all at once, the more I remember everything that happened.

“I’ve got some bruises, but I’ll live,” he jokes, the look in his eyes soft when our gazes meet. “Do you like baths?”

“What?” I raise an eyebrow. “What does that have to do with anything?”

“A hot bath would help you relax and feel a little better. If you like them.” He gets to his feet, reaching his hand for me to take.

“I do,” I laugh.