Never Trust the Living (Battle Crows MC #7) Read Online Lani Lynn Vale

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Biker, MC, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Battle Crows MC Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 64910 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
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The moment they made it up to me, I spoke.

“What are y’all doing here?” I asked quietly.

Was that my voice? Damn, it sounded like some wounded animal’s.

“Dory called us last night and asked if we could help y’all move back home,” Price answered, walking right up to me and throwing his arms around my head, squeezing hard. “How is she?”

How was she?

I swallowed hard.

She wasn’t great.

In fact, I didn’t know if she’d even make it off of the operating table they’d taken her to.

“I don’t know,” I admitted. “I haven’t been able to move since I got here.”

That was the truth.

Each time I tried to stand, my goddamn legs wouldn’t hold me.

“I’ll go check.” Tide moved past me to the nurses’ station he could see beyond the swinging doors.

We were in a hospital right outside of Tampa.

It was, supposedly, one of the best in the nation.

I was thankful that they’d airlifted her here.

She had a fighting chance, at least, if she was with a doctor that knew what he was doing.

“The baby?” I heard someone ask.

My heart sank.

That was another thing I had been trying very hard not to think about.

The baby.

Our son.

Our son that was likely dead.

“Don’t know,” I admitted.

Didn’t want to know.

I didn’t want to hear that he might be gone before he’d even taken a breath of air outside of Dory’s womb.

If I closed my eyes, I could pretend that this day hadn’t happened.

That I was still sleeping with her at my side.

But she wouldn’t do that ever again if she was dead.

She wouldn’t laugh. She wouldn’t smile at me. She wouldn’t look at a piece of food and I wouldn’t have to coax her to eat it. I wouldn’t get to bring her home a cupcake anymore, or watch her wash her hair. I wouldn’t be able to see her holding our son in her arms.

I wouldn’t be able to do much of anything.

What was the point of living…

“How much more can she take before she can’t take anymore?” I asked aloud.

But I hadn’t aimed that question at anyone in particular.

It’d been more rhetorical than anything.

“Eventually, she won’t be able to get up anymore when life knocks her down.”

Jeremiah.

The one man in my family that’d always had Dory’s back.

I looked over at him and felt a sick sort of understanding with him.

One that acknowledged how much of a piece of shit I’d been in the beginning but had turned around to be the exact opposite.

Now, the thought of not having Dory was breaking me. Then? What would’ve happened before? Before I’d realized that she meant the world to me. Before, when I couldn’t see her standing in front of me when my head was buried in my own fucked up thoughts?

“She’s going to make it,” Shine declared.

Shine, one of the most vocal in the beginning of his dislike for Dory.

He’d changed.

In the last six months, as he’d gotten to know Dory for who she really was, and not for who he saw her as when she didn’t engage, had come to know and love her just like the rest of us.

That had a lot to do with his wife, Iris, though.

Would he have made that gesture if it’d been only him?

“I don’t think that she can,” I admitted. “Not after everything…”

I couldn’t tell them what happened to her. Couldn’t explain.

A shuffle had me glancing up to see Davis, or KD as Dory had dubbed him, limping toward us.

He looked at me like he wanted to rip his heart out and hand it to me.

“I’m so sorry,” he said. “I’m so fuckin’ sorry I didn’t protect her.”

Wake caught KD and directed him toward an empty waiting room chair across the room, while I watched him go.

KD had tried. I could tell that he’d tried to protect her. Had protected her as best as he could with what he’d been given.

But still, it hadn’t been enough.

I should’ve done more…

Tide came back with a grim look on his face.

“As of right now, she’s still in surgery. She suffered a lot of damage from the bomb, but she’s hanging on,” he promised. “They had to deliver the baby and he’s fine.”

The baby is fine.

Four words that rocked my world.

“Is he?” I asked, feeling numb.

“Yeah,” Tide confirmed. “They have him in the NICU right now because he’s having a little trouble breathing on his own since he’s just a bit early. But they believe that they’ll get him straightened out and you can see him soon. Okay?”

I nodded.

At least, I thought I nodded.

Tide pulled Haggard over toward the side of the room, and the rest of them joined them.

He started to explain something to them and then gestured to his head in a way that I knew he was talking about how Dory had been hurt.

He gestured to a few more places, but in the end, I looked away, unable to stomach how she’d been hurt.


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