Page 141 of Rhythm Of Our Souls
“I’m sure.” I nod.
“Okay.” He blows out a breath. “Let me make some calls.”
“Come here,” Liam says, holding out his arms. Brady kisses me on the forehead before helping me to my feet. A sob rips from my throat the moment his arms wrap around me, and I break in my Alpha’s arms.
This man saved me. If he hadn’t come when he did, who knows how much longer Julia would have kept going. Maybe she would still be controlling my life today.
No. because I wouldn’t have lasted that long. The depression would have eaten away at me until there was nothing left.
“We’re going to beat this. We will keep her behind bars. I don’t fucking care what I have to do to make that happen, but she will not be getting out,” Liam vows.
One by one, my pack members stand and wrap their arms around me, whispering loving and encouraging words. Unlike last time, I don’t feel so helpless.
Even if Julia manages to get out, I know I’ll be okay because I'll have my pack fighting at my side, doing everything in their power to protect me from the horrors of the world I’ve become a part of.
Brady
“Breathe, Sweetheart. You got this, baby.”
“That’s really hard to believe right now.” Ally blows out a breath, eyes darting around the room. She’s looking for Julia, but she’s not going to find her.
Gavin and I made sure that Julia wouldn’t be in the building while Ally was inhere. She had the option to speak with Julia face to face, but Ally doesn’t want to see her. She said seeing her in prison after she got convicted was enough. She doesn’t want to go through that again.
And she shouldn’t have to.
The fucking justice system is a joke. This bitch’s file shouldn’t have even been given a second glance. She should be locked up for life, not given a chance to get out years before her sentence is even up.
“All you have to do is go in there, tell the court why you don’t believe Julia should be let out on parole, and then you can leave. That's it.”
“What if it’s not enough?” Her lower lip quivers, and it fucking destroys me. Seeing her like this is a knife to the gut.
“We’ll make sure it’s enough,” I vow to her with a growl, gripping her chin. “Hold your head high, Sweetheart. You’re a fucking badass, okay? We’re going to win this. She’s not going to get out.”
“But–” Ally starts.
“She’s not going to win this,” I promise.
Licking her lips, she nods, taking a deep breath.
Nate walks out of the courtroom. Lulu and Gavin jump to their feet from the nearby bench that they were sitting on. Tyson, Skyler, and Ryker are on the one next to them.
“Is it time yet?” Liam asks, stepping closer to Ally. He wraps his arm around Ally’s shoulders, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.
We’re all worked up and worried about Ally. My girl has hardly slept since she’s gotten the news. Nate had to move some things around to make sure Ally could be here for the court date.
We flew in for a few days and are supposed to be heading to San Francisco next. We’re done with the tour bus for the rest of the tour, choosing to fly because everyone is done being stuck in small spaces. It was nice for a while, but two months is too much for me.
I miss being home, I miss my bike, and I miss working on cars and getting my hands dirty.
Knowing we get to come back here to LA after the shows are done has me feeling better about there being another few weeks left of the tour. Less than a month. Then... well, then I’m not really sure. We haven’t had that talk on what happens after this.
Obviously, we know we’re going to be a pack, but where? I’m not sure how I feel about living off the compound. I’ve never seen myself in some big fancy mansion.
My life has always been with the MC. I know things are going to change; they already have, but how much more?
“Five minutes,” Nate says. “They are just finishing up with one of the victims."
“So many people.” Ally chews on her fingers nervously. “So many people are here to testify against her.”
