Loving Lo: Devil's Knights Series (18 page)

“Cyn, you sleeping? You just called me.”

“Meg.” She croaked again.

“Cyn, what’s wrong? Are you ok?”

Cyn didn’t say anything, but I could hear short, shallow, breaths. “Cyn, talk to me. Where are you?’ I crawled off Lo, looking for my pants. ‘Just tell me where you are, honey, I’ll come to you.” I had my pants in my hand, turning them right side out when Lo ripped them out of my hand.

“What’s going on, Meg?” Lo demanded.

“I don’t know, Lo. It’s Cyn, but she can’t talk. All she’s said is my name.” I whimpered.

“It hurts, Meg. I need help.” Cyn quaked into the phone.

“I know, honey, I’ll help. Just tell me where you are.”

“Home. Meg… Nick… it hurts…”

Anger surged through me as soon as she said Nick’s name. “I’m on the way, honey. Is he still there?” I asked. I was on my hands and knees looking for my flip flops.

“Gone.” She whispered.

“I’m on the way, Cyn, stay with me. It’s gonna be ok.” I found my flip flops and slide them on. I headed for the door, phone to my ear, grabbing my keys off Lo’s desk.

Lo grabbed my arm, swinging me around to face him.

“I need to go, Lo.” I demanded.

“I know, babe, and I’m coming with you.” I looked him over, noticing he was fully dressed. Boots and all.

“Then let’s go.” I tugged my arm out of his grasp, but he tightened his hold.

“You need pants, babe.” Lo rumbled.

“Fuck!” I screamed. Lo held my pants out to me and I grabbed them. I shoved the phone at him, and flipped my sandals off, shimming into my pants. I shoved my feet back into my sandals and grabbed the phone from Lo. “Cyn, you still with me?’ I shouted into the phone. I heard nothing and looked at my phone. ‘Shit. She hung up.”

“Let’s move, babe.” Lo ushered me out the door and down the hall. It was two o’clock in the morning and the party seemed to be dwindling down. “Demon!” Lo shouted.

“Yo!” Demon shouted from the bar.

“Gather anyone who’s not drunk or buried deep in pussy. Cyn’s fucked up. We need to leave now!” Lo ordered.

“What the fuck happened?” Rigid boomed. He was sitting at the table, half empty bottle in front of him.

“Not sure. Cyn called, told Meg she needed help.” Lo told him.

“She said she needed help, it hurt, and Nick, her ex.’ I rattled off. ‘We need to go, like now. I’m leaving.” I was freaking the fuck out.  I had no idea what was wrong with Cyn, but I knew it wasn’t good. I was going to fucking kill Nick.

“I’m with you.’ Rigid moved from the table towards the door. ‘Let’s go.”

I looked around, Demon, Swinger, Gravel, Gambler, and Speed were already, waiting for orders. “I can only fit three people in my truck.”

“Rigid is the only one too drunk to drive, the rest of them can take their bikes.’ Lo ordered. ‘Everyone follow us. We don’t know what we’re walking into. Everyone stay alert. Let’s move.”

We moved out the door and headed to my truck. “Keys, babe.” I handed them off, not caring who drove as long as we got to Cyn. Lo grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the driver’s side. He pressed me against the door, caging me in.

“We need to go, Lo.” I was beyond impatient.

“Eyes, babe.”

I looked at Lo,
way
annoyed. “What?” I snapped.

“Breathe, baby. Whatever we find when we get there, you need to stay calm for Cyn. You got me?” Lo asked.

He was right. I had no idea what Cyn was going through, but I needed to stay calm and help, not make things worse. “She’s pregnant, Lo.” I whispered.

“Fuck me.” He hissed out.

“She was meeting with Asshat tonight to tell him.” He truly had earned that name now.

“Tell me what you know about him.” Lo ordered.

“Troy and I don’t like him, never have. We both thought he treated her like shit and didn’t deserve her. I don’t think he ever hit her before, at least she never told me he did.’ I wrung my hands. ‘Oh my god, Lo, what if he has hit her before and she felt she couldn’t tell me. I should have went with her tonight. I asked her if she wanted me to and she said no, I should have went.” I threw my head back, running my fingers through my hair.

“Meg look at me.’ Lo laced his fingers through my hair and tilted my head down. Tears were streaming down my face. I was losing it. ‘Stay with me, babe. I love you.”

“I love you too, Lo, but that isn’t helping Cyn.” I wailed.

“Yes it will. I love you, Meg, that means me and my club have your back, no matter what. I’m here for you, you need me, lean on me babe, and I’ll give you whatever you need to get through this. Remember that.”

Lo was perfect. Any doubt I ever had about him and I being together disappeared. I was never letting him go. “I love you with all my heart, Lo. Thank you for being here with me.”

“Always, Meg. Always.”

“Let’s fucking go!” Rigid bellowed.

“Let’s go get your girl, babe.” Lo kissed my forehead, pulled me into his arms, and pulled the door open. I slid in next to Rigid.

“Cyn’s fucking hurt and you two are standing around fucking talking. Fucking ridiculous.” Rigid ranted.

“Shut it Rigid. You don’t know shit.” Lo pulled out of the lot, headed to Cyn’s. I looked behind us, five bikes following close.

Lo grabbed my hand, pulled it to his lips, and kissed the back. “I’m here, babe. Always.” Lo murmured.

“Always.” I whispered back.

I had no idea what we were about to walk into. The fact that Cyn could barely talk worried me.

Rigid sat next to me, hands clenched, staring out the window. I could feel his rage and anger radiating off of him. I knew he had liked Cyn, but I never realized to what extent. “It’ll be ok, Rigid.”

“Better fucking be or I’m gonna kill that fucker.’ Rigid fumed. ‘Cyn is mine.”

“Does Cyn know that?” I was pretty sure she didn’t. Last I knew, she wasn’t a big fan of Rigid’s.

“Not yet, but she will.” Rigid vowed.

“Just keep your fucking cool brother, Cyn needs you.” Lo reminded him.

“She needs all of us.” I whispered.

We sped off into the night, not knowing what was ahead of us. The only thing I knew was no matter what, I had Lo.

Always.

The End

(For Now)

Up next… Cyn and Rigid’s story

Finding Cyn

Beaten and broken down by the man who was supposed to be her happy ending, Cyn’s lost and alone, with no happy ending in site.

Can Rigid break through Cyn’s walls, showing her she is more than her shattered past, or will her demons consume her before Rigid can find her?

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