Dark Fall (Back Down Devil MC #3)(54)

Erik crawled to Kaity and looked around. There was so much movement it was impossible to see anyone. It wasn’t until Erik saw Gaige and Miller dropping to their knees that Erik remembered he had come here with other people. He just held Kaity, trying to wipe her face of the blood. He touched her neck and felt a pulse.

“She’s alive,” he said to Miller. “But she was attacked.”

“By who?” Blaine called out.

“Motherf*cker,” Shay said as he caught up.

“We killed one,” Erik said. “Mr. Arengson. He’s gone.”

“We have to be gone too,” Gaige said. “Hurry.”

“What do I do?” Erik asked.

“Carry her,” Miller said. “Go out a side door and we’ll get you.”

“What about the motorcycles?” Erik asked.

“Just f*cking move,” Miller bellowed.

Erik scooped Kaity up and ran with her. The crowd was still moving. People were shouting commands, yelling for help. The sight of a gun made all these businessmen uneasy.

Once outside, Erik fell to his knees with Kaity in his arms. He touched her face again, feeling the blood. The cuts were deep. Could someone die from being cut in the face? Maybe. Maybe not.

He needed to find the other guy. He did this.

Erik’s mind raced, wondering why the hell Shay killed Mr. Arengson before he finished saying what he was trying to say.

The thunder of motorcycles echoed and along with the guys came Strokner’s SUV. The back door opened and Strokner hurried out.

“Jesus Christ,” he said.

“Come on,” Gaige said. “Put her in the SUV. I’ll take you to get your ride and we have to get to the hospital. Right now.”

Erik nodded and placed Kaity in the back of the SUV. The door shut and Strokner jumped in the backseat and screamed for the driver to move. Erik looked at his bloody hands and started to shake.

This was supposed to be about revenge, not more blood. Not more pain. Not more… war.

“Come on,” Gaige growled as he touched Erik’s shoulder.

Erik spun, ready to fight.

“Easy now, brother,” Blaine said. “Let’s get your woman patched up, okay? She’s going to be okay.”

Erik shook his head.

No.

Nothing was going to be okay.

Erik looked at Shay and Shay turned his head.

If there was one thing that could tear a club apart in seconds, it was a secret.

Shay was keeping a f*cking secret.





twenty-six.



Kaity opened her eyes and Erik was next to her. He leaned forward, his leather cut crunching as he did. The background noise was filled with beeps of different pieces of medical equipment hooked up to Kaity. She blinked a few times and reached for Erik. He took her hand and squeezed it.

“Am I dead?” she whispered.

“No,” Erik said. “We’re all alive.”

“What happened?”

“I was hoping you could tell me.”

“How long has it been?”

“Two days, babe,” Erik said. “You’re okay though. Stitched up. Patched up. None of the cuts were deep enough to really hurt you. Looked worse than it was.”

Cuts?

Kaity closed her eyes and it all rushed back to her. She shuddered and started to panic. She hurried to open her eyes and looked at Erik.

“What is it?”

“I remember,” Kaity said. “The man with the it, and a few seconds later there was a gathering in Kaity’s room.

Miller, Gaige, Nate, Landon, Griffin, Shay, and Jace.

“Hey,” Kaity whispered.

“Look at you,” Miller said. He touched Kaity’s leg. “I’m sorry. This one is on me."

“No,” Erik said.

“No,” Kaity said. “I wanted to do it. I wanted to fight. I really hurt that bitch.”

Everyone laughed.

The door opened again. “Fuck, man, my balls are sore. My left one is like… tender or something…”

Kaity didn’t need to look to know it was Blaine. He walked to the side of the bed, one hand down his pants. He smiled and said, “Hey, beautiful.”

“Blaine,” Erik growled. “Not with your hand down your goddamn pants.”

“Listen,” Miller said, “I’m sorry this happened.”

“We all are,” Blaine said. “That was brutal.”

“But you got what you wanted?” Kaity asked.

“We did,” Gaige said. “We got one of them.”

“The other one did this to her,” Erik said. “He wanted to scar her.”

Scar her.

“Can I see?” Kaity asked.

The crew looked to Erik. He motioned to the door and they all left. Each one patted the end of Kaity’s bed as they left.

Once it was just her and Erik, he sat back down. “I wanted you to see that the club is behind you, Kaity. We care about you. What you did means a lot to the club.”

“You trust me?” Kaity asked.

Erik swallowed. “I trust you, babe. I trust you.”

“Then let me see my face.”

Erik went into the bathroom and Kaity heard the sound of something breaking. He walked from the bathroom carrying the damn mirror. Kaity laughed and Erik smiled. This guy didn’t give a shit and it was sexy. She loved him. She really did love him.