Page 21 of Viva Wed Vegas

“Really? And what do you call that?” I spit, pointing to Ghost as the EMTs try and patch him up.

Jared steps to my side. “Where is your chief?” he asks the officer.

“Er, in his office,” the guy stutters.

“Take me to him now,” Jared orders. He turns to me. “Go wait out in the waiting area. I will be out in a minute with an update.” I look to Ghost, making sure he is okay with me leaving him.

“Go; I will be fine. Jared will come out and speak to you,” he assures me.

I make my way through to the waiting area with an officer seeing me out. Hap is on his feet, moving straight towards me, his gaze murderous. I frown in confusion, and as he grabs me firmly and begins checking over my hands and body, it’s then that I realise I have Ghost’s blood on my clothes and it’s still on my hands.

Hap’s hands cup my face. “What happened?” he asks.

I give him a small, reassuring smile. “I’m okay; this is Ghost’s blood.”

“What the fuck have they done to Pres?!” Rage fumes, storming towards the door.

I move out of Hap’s arms and try to grab Rage to stop him from doing something stupid. “No Rage, he’s fine. He has a cut, and it was bleeding, so I tried to help,” I tell him, realising I’ve not really explained anything at all.

All of the brothers stand and follow Rage, crowding around the front desk. “You want to see what it’s like to feel the wrath of the brothers of the Black Hearts MC?” Rage growls.

“I suggest you let us in to see our Pres, right fucking now,” Scar growls, backing Rage up.

“Fucking little piggie better get running.” Hawk smirks.

Spider rolls his head and bounces on his toes like he’s warming up for a fight. All of them have their fists clenched at their sides, ready to fight. I guess I’m just thankful they were smart enough to not bring any weapons with them.

“Tell them!” I plead to Hap, hoping he will convince them to step back.

Maggie comes next to me. “Star okay?” she asks.

I nod. “She’s fine. More worried about Ghost. Jared is in there now trying to sort it,” I explain.

Maggie places fingers in her mouth and whistles loudly, silencing the guys. They all turn to look at her. “Sit your asses down. Jared is in there. You ain’t going to do them any favours if you get yourself arrested, too,” she asserts.

I smirk at her. The other ol’ ladies all come to stand by us with their hands on their hips, glaring at their men in disapproval. It takes everything in me not to laugh.

CHAPTERNINE

STAR

I siton the bench at the far side of the cell, watching as the other women all huddle together on the opposite side. It’s like they think I’m going to attack them or some shit. I didn’t care. I just wanted out of here.

“I’ve never known anyone more fucking perfect for each other,” a deep male voice states, pulling me out of my daydream. Looking up, I see Jared standing there. I haven’t spoken to him much before, as his visits are usually to talk club business about whichever asshole was threatening us at the time. I grin and get to my feet, walking across to him. His eyes sweep over me, not sexually, like he is assessing me for injuries. I know he’s only doing it for Ghost. “You got given clothes?” he asks, gesturing to the hoodie and grey sweats I was wearing.

“Alina brought them in for me.” I smile.

Jared nods before he shoves his hands in his pockets. “You’re free to go,” he states with a smile.

I exhale a loud sigh. “Oh, thank God! I can’t wait to get out of here and get back to the hotel, where Ghost and I can just get married and then fly back home.” Jared pulls a face, and I frown. “What is it?” I ask.

“To let them release Ghost is going to take a little more convincing. He did assault them after all.” Jared shrugs.

“We will pay his bond then. We are supposed to be married tomorrow,” I point out.

“Don’t pay anything yet. Let me pull some strings and work some favours,” he states. “Also, thanks for the invite,” he teases.

“You get Ghost out of here; you can be his best fucking man,” I state, making Jared laugh.

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