Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 57341 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57341 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
His ties to Adelaide did not give him free pass of my fucking territory or my clubhouse.
On top of the blatant disrespect, anyone could have followed them. At least if they had informed me, I could have put up proper safety measures around town and my clubhouse to make sure that they weren’t tailed by anyone.
But no, just as it was always Tristan’s style, he did whatever the fuck he wanted to do without regard to the woman he was supposedly in love with. I was at my goddamn wits end with him.
“What the fuck are they doing here, River?” Sam asked as he stepped up beside me, his eyes narrowed on the two idiots riding onto my lot.
“Fuck if I know,” I answered gruffly. “I had no fucking idea they were riding in.”
I clenched my jaw when Sam scoffed. “Fucking dick,” he muttered.
Reina poked her head outside, and I met her eyes coolly, arching a single eyebrow at her in question. She swallowed nervously but kept her gaze on mine. Pride swirled in my chest for her. She was slowly coming out of her shell, being braver, and I had my woman to thank for Reina finally becoming stronger.
“River, Adelaide just got sick all over the kitchen floor,” she informed me.
“Fuck,” I cursed. I looked at Sam. “Don’t let them into this clubhouse until I come back out to find out what the fuck they’re here for,” I ordered before I turned around and strode into the clubhouse, heading for the kitchen to go take care of my woman.
Adelaide was bent over, dry heaving into the trash can that Reina had probably put in front of her. “Reina, get one of the women to clean this kitchen up, and then make Axel a bottle. It should be almost time for him to eat.” I crouched so that I was at eye level with Adelaide. She looked up at me through teary eyes, breaking my heart. Her face was pale, and she gagged again, squeezing her eyes shut as she did so. “Can you make it to our room if I carry you, darlin’?” I asked her gently, reaching out to push some of her dark hair behind her ear.
She nodded, slowly standing back up to her full height. She was pale and swaying slightly on her feet, her hand reaching out for me to hold herself upright. I quickly slid my arms under her back and knees to lift her against my chest, striding out of the kitchen to take her to our bathroom. Her skin was practically on fire, and I knew if I couldn’t get this fever to break soon, I would need to take her to the doctor.
Adelaide hated doctors. Hell, she barely tolerated her midwife.
I pressed my lips to her forehead before I sat her down on the closed toilet seat. “Sit right there for a minute,” I ordered before I strode back into the bedroom and grabbed some Tylenol for her to take to see if I could get the fever to break. Tylenol was safe for her to take during her pregnancy, and I knew if I had to take her to a doctor, this is what they would prescribe her for her fever anyway.
When I strode back into the bathroom, she was leaning her head back against the towel rack behind the toilet, her eyes closed. Sweat trickled down the side of her face. I frowned. Fuck, I hated that she felt like shit. “Adelaide, darlin’, I need you to take this,” I coaxed as I crouched in front of her.
She slowly opened her eyes, taking the bottle of water I had grabbed and the Tylenol from me. “Do you want to lay in here, or do you want me to put you in bed with a trash can?” I asked her as I soothingly rubbed her belly, feeling Jaxon kick beneath my hand. Adelaide moaned in discomfort, her hand weakly reaching up to wipe the sweat from her face.
Jaxon moved under my hand again, already seeming to know my touch. “Bed,” she grumbled. “Is Axel going to be alright?”
I lifted her easily, loving that she was such a good mom that she was still worried about him despite how ill she was. “Yes, darlin’. Reina has him, and I’ll take over from her when I find out why Tristan and Jesup are here.”
She looked up at me tiredly. “They’re here?” she asked, frown lines appearing on her forehead. She didn’t look happy that they were here, and that surprised me. Normally, she would be ecstatic.
Guessed after what Tristan did to try to ‘protect’ her, she wasn’t too happy with him.
I nodded, clenching my jaw. This was the last damn thing she needed on top of her being sick. “I’ll come in to check on you in a little while, darlin’,” I promised as I laid her on the bed. “Try to get some rest.” Grabbing the little trashcan from the corner of the room, I set it beside the bed in case she needed it.