Trigger (Broken Angels, MC Book Three)

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Eighteen: Trigger

It’s been two months since Alanis, and I started this relationship between us. It’s been the best two months of my life. The club hasn’t had any trouble, knock on wood, and I’ve gotten to know both Alanis and Posey better. Both women moved into my house on the property that the club owns. The move went smoother than I figured it would. I figured they would have to adjust to living with two males, and Morgan and I would have to adjust to living with two females. However, we haven’t had to change much. The biggest problem was getting us to put the toilet seat down when we were done, but we’ve gotten better about it.

Our parents have their own little ‘neighborhood’ and we have ours. The executive members live on the same plot of land. Axyl and Ali started it when they bought their home and the rest of us started adding to it. The non-ranking members have their own area that they live on as well. All the neighborhoods, as I call them, are only five to ten minutes from the clubhouse. We want our members to be close together in case something happens, and we need to get there quick. Our parents started it when they found one another. The original ol’ ladies didn’t want to live in the clubhouse all the time, so the men rectified that.

Gavin and Posey have become closer over the past couple months as well. I can see how much he cares for her and vice versa. I also took Alanis to the courthouse last week and tied her to me in every way possible. She is now Mrs. Eliot Holiday. I didn’t want to go another day without her being my wife. Is it fast? Hell yes. Do I care? Fuck no. She’s mine and no one is going to take her from me. She was tied to me when I made her my ol’ lady, I just made it legal in the eyes of the real-world law, and not just biker law.

We haven’t heard anything from her parents since they tried to take Posey. To say I’m worried is an understatement. I have a feeling they’re waiting for us to put our guards down to make their move. With her father being a powerful man, I don’t want to take any chances. I just hope we can get them before they get us. Find out their plans and act accordingly. I don’t want anything happening to my wife or my daughter. If anything were to happen to either of them, I don’t know what I’d do. I’d lose a piece of myself. I would be worse off than I was when I thought Megan was dead.

Speaking of the she-devil. We got a call from Venom, and he told us that she escaped their hold when she killed two of his men that were guarding her during transport back to his clubhouse. They’d stopped overnight since it was so late and that’s when she made her move. In the middle of the night, she managed to get the upper hand on the two of them and escape. So, on top of Alanis’s parents, we have Megan to worry about. I figured she would have made a move to get Morgan back, or take revenge for us to handing her over, but she hasn’t and that’s left me feeling uneasy as well.

Alanis had to leave early to go to the businesses we own and get the receipts and everything else that she needs to do her job, so I took the kids to school. Since our parents left, we’ve come up with a different system to get the kids to and from school. One of the moms would normally do it, but since they’re on vacation for ten more months, we’ve got to do it. I don’t mind though. Our moms just wanted to do it because they said it was more time to spend with their grandchildren. After dropping the kids off at the school, I swing by the diner and grab Alanis and I some coffee and breakfast to go, which doesn’t take long because the people who work for Elise know the members of the club and have our orders ready first. We’ve tried to tell them that they should worry about the customers that were before us, but they don’t listen, so we simply gave up trying after Elise gave us an earful each time we tried. My phone ringing brings me out of my thoughts. I grab it from my pocket and look at the caller I.D. and see that it’s my wife. “Hello, little minx.”

“Hey handsome. I’m on the way back to the clubhouse, but I wanted to let you know that someone has been following me since I left the house.” After hearing that, my body tenses and I go on high alert.

“How far are you from the clubhouse?” I ask.

“Two minutes. They’re gaining on me Eliot.” Her voice was calm at the beginning of our conversation, but it’s sounding more panicked now. I hear the tell-tale sign of metal hitting metal. “They just hit the back bumper. Someone is pointing a gun out of the passenger window Eliot.” Shit! Fuck! That escalated quickly. Someone wants her bad enough to take things up a notch and try to run her off the road, or worse, try to kill her. With a gun, it’s probably the latter.

“Stay calm. Speed up and take the turn as fast as you can to be safe. You’ll be alright babe.” I take the phone away from my ear and send a message in our group chat that the executive officers share.

Alanis is being tailed. They hit the back of her car. Someone is pointing a gun at the car. T-minus two minutes.

I don’t wait for a response because I know my brothers will get to her in time. “The guys will meet you at the gate Alanis. Where are you now? Talk to me baby.” I say, forgetting about the food and run to my bike. I put on my helmet, connect my Bluetooth and start my bike. Rushing out of the parking lot, I break all the traffic laws to get to my woman.

“I’m almost to the turn. I’m going too fast.” She says.

“Slow down as much as you can and take the turn Alanis.” I demand. “I’m on my way. I’ll be there as soon as I can. The guys should be there.” Shots ring out and Alanis screams. I hear tires squealing and her scream again. “Talk to me!”

“I made the turn. Barely, but I made it. They shot the back window out and the windshield is spiderwebbed. I can hear the guys coming down the lane. The car didn’t make the turn when I did.” She says. I’m two minutes away. I managed to make the twenty-minute drive in five. I hear the squeal of her tires as she slams on the brakes. I my heart is racing so fast in my chest I think it might jump out.

“We got her brother.” Westyn’s voice comes on the line. “She’s fine. Shaken up, but she’s fine.”

“I’m turning in now.” I disconnect the call and speed through the gate. I don’t take the time to make sure my bike is upright. I just jump off when I come to a stop and rush to my woman. When I reach her, she leaves Westyn’s arms and jumps into mine. I brace myself and catch her. She wraps her legs around my waist and buries her head in the crook of my neck. She’s shaking and I can feel her tears on my neck. “Shh. I got you baby girl. I’m here.” I rub a hand up and down her back, whispering soothing words in her ear.

“Prospects! Get Triggers bike and park it where it belongs. One of you take Alanis’s car to the shop. Make sure you get the receipts and shit out before you do. Church in five!” Westyn barks out orders as I take Alanis inside. “Reaper call Hannah and have her come check on Alanis. Doc’s in the next town over getting supplies for the clubhouse. He won’t be back for a few more hours.” Walking into the clubhouse, I sit on the couch in the corner. She’s stopped shaking and crying, but she refuses to bring her head out of the crook of my neck. So, I just hold her tighter to my body.

“Look at me baby.” I tell her softly after a few more minutes. After shaky breath she brings her eyes to meet mine.

“I was so scared. I wasn’t sure what was going on at first, but then I made a few unnecessary turns and they still followed. I knew something was wrong. That’s when I called you. I didn’t know what to do. I tried to stay calm, but then they sped up and hit the car. Then they shot at me. I-I didn’t know what to do Eliot. What if the kids were with me?” She says in one breath, fresh tears streaming down her face.

“You did what you should have. You got here safely. You called me. You did good baby. I’m just glad we got you a new car and you weren’t driving the beater.” When she first moved in, we went out and got her a new SUV. She wanted a GMC Terrain and that’s what she got. I’m sure if she was in the beater, she wouldn’t have made it as far as she did. She may have had faith in that pile of junk, but I didn’t. “It’s okay baby. You’re safe now. I’ve got you.” I say softly.

“Hannah will be here in five.” Jackson says as he enters the room. I give him a chin lift and hug Alanis closer to my body. “I sent two of the men in the direction the car went to see if they could catch it. Do you know who was behind the wheel?” He directs his question to the woman in my arms.

“I didn’t see anyone. The windows were tinted.” As she’s talking, I check her over for injuries. With the adrenaline running through her body, I know she wouldn’t feel pain if she was injured. As I look over her body, I notice my jeans have a dark spot where she’s straddled my waist. I lift the front of her dress up and see blood. Alanis looks at what I’m doing and goes pale. Her face pinches with pain, the adrenaline finally wearing off. She lets out a whimper. I jump from the couch and before I make it a step further, the front door bursts open and Hannah walks in. “E-Eliot! It hurts.” Tears stream down her face. I don’t know what pain she’s feeling, but my mind is going to the worst-case scenario.

“What’s going on?” Hannah asks, rushing towards us.

“I don’t know. She was talking to Jackson, and I was inspecting her for injuries and noticed blood on my pants. I lifted her dress and saw where it was coming from. I need to get her to the hospital.” I rush out.

“I’ll meet you there.” Hannah has a knowing look on her face, and I hope that I’m wrong with my assumption. I haven’t seen this much blood coming from a woman since I rushed Aliana to the hospital when she had the twins. I nod and rush toward the cage waiting in front of the building. I put Alanis in the passenger seat, buckle her up, and rush towards my side. Before I’m even in completely, I’ve got the truck started and I’m barreling out of the clubhouse compound. God please don’t let this be happening. We didn’t even know! I grab my woman’s hand in mine and give her the support she needs right now.

“This can’t be happening. Eliot, please tell me this isn’t what I think it is.” She pleads. I wish I could, but I can’t tell her what she wants to hear. I can’t tell her that she’s more than likely losing a baby. Our baby. One we had no idea even existed. How do you tell your wife that she’s losing something so precious. “Please.”

“I…I can’t baby girl. I can’t because it would be a lie.” I tell her softly. “What I can tell you is, we don’t know for sure it’s what we think it is. It could be something completely different.” God, I hope it is something different, but deep in my gut I know that she’s losing this little one.

When we make it to the hospital, I pull up to the emergency room entrance and rush to get my woman out. There’s a nurse with a gurney already waiting for us. “Dr. Johnson called, we need to take your wife to the back to be examined. We’ll come get you when we can.” The nurse says, leaving me to wait for the news I already know.

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