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My heart went… cold.

Numb lips that no longer felt like mine—the ones that had kissed Pretty Girl last night—spoke to Lynx, “You once told me that I have to be responsible with the power I have in you.”

I had almost accidentally killed the doc. Now, there would be no accident about it.

Lynx’s eyes went sinister as he nodded, his voice packed with danger. “I did.”

“You said you would kill anyone who hurt me.”

His stare was bursting with malicious wishes. “I did.”

I took a deep breath before I said, “He just hurt me more than anyone ever has,” I turned and headed back to my room, “or ever will.”

Walking to my room, I hoped the doctor would soon be taking his last breath.

It was faint, but I heard Elle growl, “To the ground. Make. It. Count.”

I heard, “Yes ma’am,” repeated a few times before dragons raced toward vengeance.

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

Walking Blind

With the garage door open, I could easily see the Colorado Stallions outside, watching over us while Lynx, Dagger, and Vice were gone. Elle and I loaded the SUV that we would be driving back to Texas, being careful not to hit our shins on the hitch of the trailer that would be carrying Lynx’s dragon home. Dagger and Vice were riding, but Lynx wanted to be with Elle, Lacey, and me. I think he knew we might need his help. Now, with what damage the doc had caused, there was a strong chance it was going to be an even rougher ride than first anticipated. I was clueless as to whether or not Lace would remember me at all.

It was happening again; me, afraid my girl wouldn’t know who I was. It felt like an impossible outcome, yet here I was, facing another grim future.

“Baby.” Elle was suddenly in front of me, cupping my face in her hands. “You listen to me, and you listen real good. Right now, I am speaking to you as a woman who hasn’t owned her own heart for some time. It belongs to the man who is…” she nodded in thought, being wise to the biker world, not willing to voice the crime we knew was happening, “righting a wrong committed against you. Lacey? She is like me. Everything in my bones is telling me so. Her heart will remember you. Even if it takes time, it will happen.”

We stared at each other for a few moments until I finally nodded and whispered my appreciation. Then, as if we hadn’t just shared a powerful moment, we went back to our chores.

Elle and me…

It was eerie. We had both requested a death. It was now happening.

Frustrated to have already resorted to murder again, I sneered, “I warned that man, Elle. I told him shit would pour down on him if he tried to interfere with me and my fucking wife.”

“As it should be.” She continued to load the suitcase she had flown in with.

Seeing eye-to-eye on the dreary subject, we never spoke of it again.

It was simply, yet unforgivably, complicated; Doc had royally fucked up. He crossed me and so was paying with his life.

The sun was going down by the time Lynx, Dagger, and Vice returned. Lynx gave me a nod, then spoke in a way to not incriminate himself. “Dag was right. Doc knew he had a one-of-a-kind on his hands.”

What else had transpired while they were gone wasn’t discussed. Nor did I ask. I didn’t give a shit how it was done as long as Doc was gone.

Dagger, grabbing a water bottle, was in VP mode and spoke in a clipped tone. “Let’s get your girl. Record time. State lines behind us.”

Vice added, “Unnoticed. No trails.”

A plan was in place.

After a late dinner, we cleaned the kitchen for the last time. Cuts were placed in a duffle bag and ball caps were put on heads to better hide identities. Elle twisted her locks into a cap, doing her best to hide her long blond hair. Then, we turned off the lights and said goodbye to the rental, where we knew we would never return. I wasn’t sure I would ever step foot into Colorado again.

On the way to Serenity, Charlie sat in the back with me. Lynx drove with Elle in the passenger’s seat.

Lynx explained that, on the way back to Texas, Elle, Lacey, nor I were to get out of the vehicle anywhere with high traffic. He told us that Justice had mapped out our trip and was sure to add old country roads where security cameras weren’t available. That way, we would be permitted to use restrooms and stretch our legs.