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“You’re not. You’ve got road rash on your leg along with a gash from being stuck under your bike while you slid along the road under it. Your arm is a mess and your wrist is sprained. That’s not okay,” she states, anger lacing her voice.

“I love you, Oaklynn. No one else would be here angry because I’m sayin’ I’m okay. Well, my mom would be. Are they here?” I ask her, not sure who even called her to tell her about what happened.

“They’re all out in the waiting room. Your dad and the guys have been trying to deal with everything. I’m not sure what’s going on with that though. I’ve been in here since you were admitted and given a room. I love you, Kellan. This scared the hell outta me and I raced here as quickly as possible,” she informs me, and I wonder where our daughter is. “Amanda is at the cottage with CeCe. She was there cleaning when I got the call about you. I trust her like I trust your parents and Melissa to be with her alone. She’s been messaging me every half hour since I left.”

“CeCe’s a good girl. Doesn’t belong in the club if you ask me. Someone needs to make her an ol’ lady,” I mutter because it’s the truth and I know she would make someone a great ol’ lady because she’s loyal as fuck and has always been there for the ol’ ladies.

“She is. I don’t know how long they’re keeping you here, but I’m not leaving your side. Your parents already said they’d take Amanda home with them so I could remain here with you. This really scared me, Kellan, and was the last thing I was expecting when my phone rang earlier,” she says as tears start to roll down her face and it breaks my heart to see her in so much pain.

“Get up here with me, Baby Girl,” I demand, my voice still not strong as I look at her.

“I can’t. You’re hurt and I’ll just make it worse,” she says, trying to argue with me.

“You will, Oaklynn. Stay on this side of my body that’s not hurt and you won’t make anythin’ worse,” I say, pulling on her hand as she continues to hold me. I’m weak as fuck but Oaklynn gets out of her seat and climbs carefully into bed with me.

I hold Oaklynn to my side as she rests her head on my chest. She doesn’t put her arm over my body because of the possible injuries she doesn’t know about. I savor the feeling of her body pressed against mine as my eyes slide closed again. Anger fills me with the thought that I was intentionally run off the road by some fucker. Someone tried to take me away from this amazing woman and our daughter. I almost missed out on loving Oaklynn and Amanda and building our family. I’ll give my girls anything they want. And I want more kids with Oaklynn. I want to be there for every second of the pregnancy this time and watch her grow round and change. I want to feel our son or daughter move around and kick in her stomach as they grow bigger and prepare to enter the world. Everything that’s now becoming what I want most in the world was almost robbed from me and I want to make the stupid fuck who did this pay for it. Especially for making Oaklynn cry.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Oaklynn

OMEN WAS KEPT in thehospital overnight. They wanted to keep an eye on him and make sure he didn’t have any head injuries that weren’t obvious from the various tests and images they’d taken when he was brought in by ambulance. He’s in pain from the road rash and trying to hide it regardless of who’s in the room with us. One of the nurses tried to get me to leave so she could give him a sponge bath and change the bandages covering his body and he lost his shit on her. Told her that I was his woman and that I’d be the one to take care of him. A different nurse could change the bandages in a professional manner while I was the only one who would bathe him and clean him up. The nurse didn’t even bother trying to hide her disappointment or anger at being called out by him as she stomped from the room and let the door close hard behind her. Soon, a different nurse walked in. This one was older and made me feel comfortable with her seeing any of Omen’s body naked. She kept everything professional and talked to me the entire time she was in the room. Omen relaxed once she left and his parents and Homicide came in the room.

There was talk about Rooster meeting with the President of some club a few towns over. It was mainly going to be about the fact that his members are after Omen for some reason and how they’re going to fix the situation so everyone is satisfied with the outcome. At the same time, there are protocols in place and this club hasn’t followed a single one of them. I might not know much unlike the ol’ ladies of the club, but I have heard that fact mentioned more than once since being in the hospital waiting to be brought into Kellan’s room to see him.

When I first laid eyes on the man who has captured my heart, I had to stifle a cry and my legs almost gave out on me. If it weren’t for Jace and Rooster holding me up, I’d have been on the floor. Despite them cleaning out his wounds and taking care of him, Omen was still covered in blood. His clothes had been cut off of him and there was bruising on his exposed skin surrounding the road rash. I know I didn’t see all the damage done to his body and it killed me to know someone did this on purpose. I almost lost him before anything ever really happened between the two of us. Our daughter almost lost her dad before he could watch her grow up, get married, and start a family of her own. So many people love Omen and we almost lost him.

Now, I’m angry. I want to find the asshole who did this shit and take them out. To hurt them as much as they’ve hurt every single member of this club. Especially Marie. While I was heartbroken and completely destroyed to see Omen lying unconscious and broken, I can’t even begin to imagine what his mom was going through seeing her son like this. Yes, I understand all of these men understand what they’re getting into when they join the Dirty Slayers MC. At this point, this isn’t club related as far as I’m concerned. Someone has it out for Omen and I don’t know why. I’m not sure he knows the reason why this happened to him.

I’ve been at his side and now that he’s sleeping again, I want to get out of his hospital bed and go out in search of the asshole behind this. I know I’ll be stopped the second I leave this room. Rooster, Jace, and Homicide might have had to take me outside because I went off while in the waiting room when they were still trying to figure out the extent of the damage that had been done to him. I yelled, screamed, and shouted about going out in search of the asshole so I could rip his body limb from limb. Yes, I’m fully aware of the fact that I wouldn’t actually be able to rip someone limb from limb, but it was what I needed to say in the moment. Since then, they’ve been keeping a close eye on me and no one lets me get too far from everyone. Melissa knows what I’ve been trained to do, even if it’s been years since I’ve done any kind of training.

Carefully, I sit up in the hospital bed and slowly move until I’m standing next to Omen. He doesn’t move a muscle as he remains asleep, his body needing the rest to heal. Plus, I’m pretty sure they’ve given him pain medicine so he’s not in constant pain. I’ve heard road rash is horrible and extremely painful. I don’t want him to be in any kind of pain. However, I also know Omen won’t take them the second he feels he doesn’t need them any longer. He’ll suffer and push through as most men do.

“How’s he doing?” Marie asks me, her voice a whisper as she makes her way back in the room with us.

“He was so angry at the nurse who tried to make me leave him earlier. I’ve never seen him so angry. I was just laying with him in bed, but I don’t want to hurt him. So, I got out so he can sleep like he needs to. Has Rooster heard anything more from that asshole?” I ask her as Marie walks over to check her son over like only a mother can.

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