Avenging Angel (Knight's Legion MC Book 2) by Naomi Porter

Author:Naomi Porter [Porter, Naomi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ocean Dreams Publishing
Published: 2021-07-05T16:00:00+00:00

16

Storm

I slowed on my Harley as another pang hit my chest. The sons of a bitches came and went at the oddest times. It was strange. I was only thirty so it couldn’t be my heart. Could it? Damn, I have no idea. Maybe I should have Patch check me out. I hadn’t had a physical since I was in the Marines.

It couldn’t be stress-related either. Madeline and I were better than ever. I even suspected she might be pregnant. I felt it down in the marrow of my bones. My Angel was pregnant with my baby. I could tell by the changes in her body. Though I hadn’t mentioned it on the off chance I was wrong. Her dusky mauve nipples were darker. Little green veins appeared on her tits. Sugar told me she’d been taking naps in the afternoon while I was out. It was possible none of those were signs of pregnancy, but I hoped my woman was having my baby.

Madeline deserved an engagement ring. She wanted a wedding. I’d give her whatever her heart desired. Because my woman was my rock, the calming balm to my chaotic spirit, my everything. I guessed all that might be the culprit for these sharp little pains. I was about to have everything I wanted—my woman as my wife and a baby. Life was beautiful. Maybe my heart was having trouble adjusting to this change of pace.

Track slowed to a stop on the dirt road leading to the compound. I pulled over to the side as he took a phone call. He waved his hand, telling me to go. Another pang hit me, this time in the heart.

“Go, go, go!” he yelled, taking off like a bat out of hell.

Shit, something had happened. The pain in my chest grew. Maybe I was having heart issues after all. I’d call Patch after dealing with whatever was amiss.

Track and I pulled through the open gate. Dodge was out front, like he’d been waiting for us. Madeline’s parking spot was empty. Fuckin’ hell. I’d told her to be home by five.

It was after five-thirty.

I inhaled a deep breath, forcing myself to not blow a gasket. Pushing my kickstand out, I got off my Harley, irritated as fuck.

Track cut me a sidelong glance. “Let’s go but stay cool, man.”

Right. After Madeline disobeyed me. Not happening. She was lucky I let her off the goddamned property. Fuck, my firecracker knew how to rile me up.

Track ran into the clubhouse. Why was he running? What the fuck was going on?

“Who called?” My blood pressure rose with every step. Something felt off. Was I about to have a heart attack? I pressed my chest, wishing to ease the pain.

He rushed around the building, without so much as an answer.

“The fact that you’re telling me to stay cool is proof you know it’s bullshit Madeline isn’t home.” I clenched my jaw, blasting through the glass door. I needed a drink before calling my woman and giving her a major ass-chewing.

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