Page 39 of Xane

CHAPTER NINETEEN

–XANE –

I hit the brakes and the tires shriek against the pavement as I bring my bike to an abrupt stop.Hitting the kickstand, I jump off and want to enter the clubhouse, but have to step aside to let EMS pass me by.

The text message Neo sent over half an hour ago cost me a few years of my life.My heart is still racing and I have no clue what the fuck happened.One step inside the clubhouse lets me know it’s bad.

Blood and bodies everywhere and in the midst of it all is Z, rattling off words to one of the EMTs.Her hands are bloody and there are discarded gloves on the floor at her feet.Within a few strides I have her in my arms.

She goes completely rigid for a breath or two before she melts against me.I bury my head into the crook of her neck to breathe her in.She’s here.Alive.Motherfucker.I tighten my arms and swallow hard.The mere thought of losing her is enough to completely destroy me.

Her body starts to shake and I hear a gut-wrenching sob.I rub her back and murmur soothing words.

“We lost Neo,” Z murmurs and I pull back to stare down at her tearstained face.

Fucking hell.For a moment there my only thought was Z.The whole “the club comes first” went straight out of my brain the second I knew my old lady was in danger.It’s fucked up.I pull Z’s head against my chest and glance around the clubhouse.Fucked.Up.Motherfucking hell on earth.The main room of the clubhouse is littered with bullets, bodies, and blood.

Z steps away and wipes her cheeks as she turns to Fawkes.“You need to get that arm looked at.”

“I’m fine,” he grits and is staring at the shattered bar.

My old lady grabs another pair of gloves, puts them on and grabs Fawkes’s arm.“No, you’re not.You’re going to need a few stitches.Sit down.”

Fawkes releases a sigh and I reach for a chair to put it upright.He takes a seat and lets Z treat his wound as I now notice her arms.

“Woman, what the hell happened to your fucking arms?”I snarl and snap my fingers at the EMT standing near the door.

“Glass.It’s fine,” Z says without giving me a glance.“I’ll get it treated after I finish up Fawkes.”

I’m staying right next to her and watch as she treats Fawkes’s wound.Spence, along with Roux, step inside the clubhouse right before she’s done.The EMT quickly pulls her to the side and starts to check her wounds.

Pressing a kiss on the top of her head, I murmur, “I’ll be right back.”

Spence and Roux walk up beside me and we stare at the destruction.

“Neo’s behind the bar.He saved my damn life.Fucking hell.I watched Luisa shoot him straight in the throat before she left,” Fawkes states.

“You saw Luisa?No wonder she wasn’t at the damn mansion.Fuck.She’s still on the loose.”Roux curses and steps over the debris to get to church.

I glance through the shattered window to watch the rest of the brothers when I tell Fawkes, “Neron is dead, along with four of his men.We managed to arrest two others who have been transported to a different location so they can be questioned.No money, guns, or drugs found at the mansion.We were just finishing up when Neo messaged.”

“Prez,” Roux bellows my name and I jump into a jog to head into church.