Total pages in book: 214
Estimated words: 199879 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 999(@200wpm)___ 800(@250wpm)___ 666(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 199879 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 999(@200wpm)___ 800(@250wpm)___ 666(@300wpm)
“No, you can’t,” I cry out, and he grabs my trembling shoulders.
“It’s okay,” he assures me softly.
He’s so wrong. “No.” I shake my head quickly. “He cheated.”
His brows pull together. “What? No. He’d never—”
“He cheated.” I gasp, trying to breathe, but my throat is closing on me. “You…can’t.”
“Ashtyn.”
“Tell him.” I grip his T-shirt and bury my face into it. He wraps his arms around me, and I begin to sob, repeating over and over that he cheated, hoping that he’ll understand what I mean because I can’t form a fucking sentence right now.
“I know what to do,” he assures me. “Trust me.”
I nod, knowing that Haidyn will help me. He takes my hand and rushes me down to the morgue. We go out through a back exit, and he’s pulling me through the trees.
“Where are we going?” I ask.
“There’s a tunnel back here that leads to a road. There aren’t any cameras out here, so no one will see that you’ve left.”
We come up to a hillside, and there’s an old steel door. He lets go of my hand and removes a key from his pocket. He opens it up and pulls me into it.
“Hai-dyn?” My voice shakes as I stand in complete darkness. The sound of dripping water echoes. Then, seconds later, he turns a flashlight on and takes my hand, pulling me through the tunnel. There’s already a car waiting on the other side. He helps me inside, and I bounce my knees, trying to figure out what to do.
Everything that Laura told me. I don’t want to believe I’m pregnant and it not be Saint’s.
He pulls up to a hospital, and I turn to face him. “Someone will see me.”
“It’ll be fine,” he assures me, giving me a hoodie.
I keep my head down and let him guide me inside and to a room. I’m on autopilot. Numb. I’m Saint’s wife. He married me. To be pregnant with another man’s baby isn’t allowed. Let alone he wouldn’t want me after this. What will their dads do?
I stand in the room, my eyes on the floor as Haidyn undresses me from the waist down. He then lifts me to sit on the table. “Look at me, baby girl.”
His hands are on my face as my watery eyes meet his.
“It’s going to be okay. You’re okay.”
“Saint…”
“We’ll figure it out,” he says and then kisses my forehead. But we both know that even if Saint wanted to stay with me and raise another man’s child, the Lords would find out that he cheated. He went against his oath. He’d be stripped of his title and killed. Or worse, sentenced to Carnage for the rest of his life. I’m not worth that.
The door opens, and my breath catches in my lungs when I see the man enter. Pressing myself up on my elbows, Haidyn grabs me and pushes me down. “It’s okay. You’re safe here.”
I shake my head, eyes wide. Is he crazy? “No…”
“This is Gavin,” Haidyn tells me. “He’s here to help, Ash.”
“Haidyn.” He nods to him, and I can’t help but wonder why he looks identical to Devin at Carnage. Are they twins? Surely not.
He grabs my legs to put them in the stirrups, and I jump, Haidyn gives me a soft smile. Taking my hand, he keeps his eyes on mine while I lie down, shaking as Gavin pulls me to the edge of the table.
Tears fill my eyes and fall to the sides as Gavin starts talking me through the vaginal ultrasound until the only sound we hear is the heartbeat of my child.
“Bullshit!” the sound of Kashton’s bark makes me flinch. “Haidyn wouldn’t do that.”
My watery eyes look up to see Saint glaring at me. I’ve never been more thankful to have duct tape on my face right now. So I don’t have to explain what I did or tell him what Haidyn did.
“No.” Saint shakes his head, also refusing to believe it. “She was never pregnant.”
“Oh, she was.” Ace laughs, and my chest squeezes. “Ashtyn’s mother came to me. Said her daughter was a whore. Addicted to sex. She showed me a picture of her. Then she offered me a job. To fuck her daughter. It wasn’t hard. She liked to party. So I went out, had a friend of hers drug her…” My breathing grows heavy. I wasn’t sure how I never knew it happened. I was sore for days, but I wasn’t sure why. “She bled all over my cock.”
Shame washes over me as I kneel in front of all these men while they talk about me and what I allowed to happen. How stupid I was. Tyson has seen firsthand what the Spade brothers have done to me. No one cares about a woman who spreads her legs for fun. That’s why we’re taught to serve. It’s not about us. It’s about the Lords. My mother tried to explain that to me, but I refused to listen. Thought I’d be different.