Savage Love (Back Down Devil MC #7)(60)

Son.

Miller felt an ache deep in his chest.

“Where are we going?” Ella asked.

Miller pulled Beck close to his chest.

Son.

“I have a cabin. We go up there sometimes to hide out. We need to go right now.”

“What happened, Miller?”

“He’s loaded up and ready to fight. He took Blaine for hitting him. He’s going to come back and keep serving warrants and searching the clubhouse. It’s his way of picking us apart and spreading fear. Everyone is leaving. We have to go right now.”

“Beck can’t ride on a motorcycle,” Ella said.

“I know that, darling. We’re taking a car.” Miller touched her face. “I know we’re fighting right now, but I need you to trust me with everything you have right now. Everything. Don’t do it for me. Do it for Beck. I’d die for this kid.”

Ella cried and buried her face in Miller’s chest.

There was that sense of family again.

Miller couldn’t deal with it right now.

He broke away and handed Ella the baby. He then grabbed Ella’s bag and tossed it on the bed. He grabbed another bag from the closet and instead of packing clothes, he packed guns and ammo.

“Make sure you have everything you need for Beck,” Miller said. “Grab the bottles and pump thing. Whatever you need. I’ll grab some food and stuff from the fridge in the kitchen. Prospects will flank us as we make our move, in case he’s waiting.”

At the door, Miller felt a hand touch him. He looked back at Ella as a tear fell from her eye. “I’m so scared, Miller.”

“I know. It’s okay to be scared, darling. I love you. We’re going to be okay.”

Miller then started moving again. Time was not a friend right now.

He stormed through the clubhouse, giving the orders to everyone again. The guys were in full swing, making sure all guns were being moved out. He gave the orders to the prospects to stay and act as normal. That when Jerry came again they tell the truth. They have no idea where all the guys went.

Miller packed another large bag of food and drinks for the cabin and then led the way out the back door. He had a black SUV that the MC used for business purposes. It had almost a full tank of gas and blended in with every other goddamn vehicle on the street.

Ella got Beck settled in his car seat and sat in the back with him. That was fine by Miller. He wanted to focus on the road and getting his family to safety.

My family.

He looked in the mirror and saw Ella talking to Beck.

He nodded.

My f*cking family.





twenty-two.



Ella could barely breathe. Every time they had to stop at a light or stop sign she waited for something bad to happen. Nothing did though. To the rest of the world they were just another vehicle on the road cruising through Frelen.

Once they were out of town, Ella felt a little better. Not much because this wasn’t an escape plan. This was all temporary. What were they going to do? Hide out in a cabin? For how long? Eventually it would have to all end. That meant maybe Jerry dying. That meant maybe Miller dying. That meant…

Me. Beck.

She looked into her son’s eyes and refused to think it. She couldn’t think it. That wouldn’t be fair to him. The baby did nothing wrong in all this. He didn’t come knocking at the door.

Like Miller did.

The road twisted, turned, and then started to climb. Miller turned off the road and started to climb up a ridge. Truth be told, Ella had been so focused on Beck she couldn’t find her way back to Frelen if someone paid her. That meant she really did trust Miller. Her life was in his hands. Beck’s life was in her hands.

Miller kept driving, slowing down as the SUV crunched in the rocks under the tires. There was nothing but trees for what seemed like forever. Ella had a notion to ask Miller if he knew where he was going. But before she could find the guts to do so, the trees opened up and there was a small cabin right there, smack dab in the middle of everything.

Miller turned the SUV around and backed it alongside the cabin. His eyes met with Ella once. “So if we need to make a run, we’re facing the right way.”

“Who knows about this place?” Ella asked.

“Doesn’t matter. This is where we are right now. Got it?”

Ella nodded.

When she opened the door and climbed out she was surprised how cool the air was. A chill shot through her body. Then again, it made sense. They were at a higher elevation and the thick canopy of trees made it so not much sun could reach the ground.

She hurried to grab Beck.

“Come on,” Miller said. “You get inside. Get the little guy settled. I’ll grab the rest of our stuff. Most of the day is already f*cking passed by on us.”

Miller led the way to the cabin. He opened the door and went first. It wasn't any warmer in the cabin at all. If anything, it felt cooler.

Miller turned on the lights and rushed around, checking everything.

“What are you looking for?” Ella asked.

“Signs of animals. We’re good.”

There was a small fireplace along with a few pieces of furniture. There was a poker table in the corner with three of four chairs. The fourth chair was in pieces on the floor.

“Blaine lost a hand,” Miller said. “He tried taking off Erik’s head but hit the wall with the chair instead.”