Page 148 of Ravage God
Fucking bastards.
They turned to Isa as the officiant asked, “And do you take Waylen as your lawfully wedded husband?”
Isa hesitated.
I straightened when some of the men behind Waylen pulled out their guns, obviously as a way to intimidate Isa to do what they wanted.
Isa didn’t say anything.
I shook my head.
Come on, baby. Just do it. Stall a little longer for me. Please.
The men stepped closer.
Isa shook her head, her shaky voice coming out loud and clear when she said, “No.”
“Let’s move,” I said, already pushing away from where we were hiding.
And it seemed everything happened at once.
Waylen noticed us before anyone else. He was about to shout for his men, but Walter yelled first. “Where the fuck is my phone? Nova! What the fuck did you do, you stupid little bitch?”
Isa stumbled back against Nova just as Walter pulled out his gun.
Waylen had him beat.
He had already drawn his gun and was aiming it at Isa.
Behind me, shouts rang out from our backup.
Waylen’s eyes moved to mine and held a sort of malicious glint in them.
I shook my head. He smiled.
“No!” I shouted, pulling out my gun and aiming it at the fucker as I pushed myself to run faster. And faster.
And still, it wasn’t fucking fast enough. We pulled the triggers. I was a fraction of a second later than him. My aim proved true when the fucker went down, but it was too late.
Too fucking late.
It felt as if everything happened in slow motion when I knew that wasn’t the case. I could only watch helplessly as Isa’s body jerked from the impact of the bullet.
More shouts erupted around me. I was no longer paying attention. I didn’t fucking care that there were other members of the MC around us, already pulling out their guns and getting ready to fight.
Romeo covered me as I ran to my girl.
By the time I got to Isa, her face was pale, and her eyes were barely open. I held her in my arms.
“Hey, baby.”
She opened her eyes and looked at me, smiling a bit. “I knew you would come for me,” she said weakly. “I just knew it.”
I nodded, my eyes stinging. “Of course. Don’t you fucking know already? I will always come for you. Always.”
Valentino came up to us, his eyes solemn as he took in his sister’s broken body.
“Is she okay?”
