He still hated him for it.
“Fine.”
“Good.” Carlos clicked his fingers and a laptop was given to him. “Here is your last known location of Creed.”
“You had this on you the entire time?”
“Creed and the Twisted Bastards MC are enemies of ours as well. You never stay one step ahead unless you know your enemy’s next move. This is where we last located. Where would he take them.”
Smokey looked at the map and clicked on the keyboard, bringing it in closer.
The place Creed was last seen was a motel, but he would be too stupid to take Ava and Raven there.
Smokey looked around and knew exactly where he’d go.
“There,” he said.
“That’s where he is.”
Carlos closed the laptop and left.
“Call the boys,” he said, turning to Hunter.
“You need me with you.”
“I need you to grab our men in case this goes south fucking quickly. Do it. I can’t have anything happen to Ava.”
Hunter nodded.
“The rest of you, you’re with me.”
He went to his bike, straddling the machine, purring it to life, and took off, heading toward the warehouse where Ava was.
If anything had happened to his woman, he wouldn’t fucking hesitate. He’d kill the bastard. There was no way he was going to be able to live.
With his men at his back, and Carlos and his men trailing behind him, Smokey tried to focus on finding his woman. On loving her. Never letting a moment pass him by when she didn’t know the truth.
He gripped his handlebars, trying not to let his emotions get the better of him. He was always in control. Right now, he felt close to exploding. He itched to kill Creed. To watch the life extinguish from him.
As he rode hard, the time passed too fucking slow. He was already breaking speed limits, and as he got closer to his destination, his need to hurt Creed increased. He wanted to annihilate him. To watch him fucking burn.
Ava’s sweet smile. Her kisses. The way she held him. It all flashed through his mind.
He was coming for her.
As he got near the warehouse, the smart thing to do would be to stop and sneak upon them. Smokey didn’t have time for that. He continued to drive past the part he would normally park to attack. He rode straight into the gates, pulling out his gun and firing at the single guard he saw waiting.
One by one, his men joined him, as did the cars.
Smokey didn’t wait.
His woman was in that warehouse. She needed him.
Holding his gun firmly in his hand, he shot at two men coming toward him.
His brothers joined him as they advanced into the warehouse. More men wearing the Twisted Bastards insignia came forward.
He fired. Some going for the head, others for the leg.
Ava’s scream filled the air.
Panic rushed through him as he advanced into the warehouse, aware of Carlos joining him. There were club men everywhere.
Fire rushed through his shoulder as he took a bullet. He ignored the pain, firing.
Trusting his men and Carlos to keep the bullets off his back, he charged forward and came to a stop where he saw Creed holding a gun to Ava’s head.
She held her stomach and he spotted a bruise forming on her cheek.
“Hello, Smokey.”
“You should have left her alone.”
“What kind of fun would that have been? You wouldn’t have come to claim her?” Creed licked her cheek and Ava screamed.
The sound was full of pain.
“Raven did provide me with some entertainment, but she was no match for my men.” Creed glanced toward Smokey’s left.
He knew Raven was on the floor. He’d caught sight of the puddle of blood.
Smokey didn’t know if she was dead or not, but Creed’s life had only minutes left to it.
Creed leaned down. “He’s wondering if he can kill me. How you will see him if he kills me right here. Will you be able to love a killer, Ava? Or will you turn your back on him like everyone else in the world?”
Ava turned to look at Creed. “I don’t care if he kills you.” She looked toward him. “He made me watch as Raven took each punch, each beating. He deserves to die.”
That was all Smokey needed.
Aiming at Creed’s head, he shot a single bullet, and it went straight through his head.
Ava let out a cry, moving out of Creed’s hold.
Carlos came forward as Ava screamed.
Smokey watched as liquid fell between her thighs, coating the floor. He went to his woman.
“The baby’s coming, Smokey.” She sobbed.
“I’ve got you.”
He glanced over at Carlos, who had picked up Raven.
“She’s got a pulse, but it’s faint. I will take her to the hospital.”
“If anything happens to her—” Smokey said.
“Nothing will happen to her.”
Smokey knew that sound. He knew what Carlos was thinking and feeling.
“You don’t get to have her,” he said.
Carlos didn’t say a word. He turned on his heel, and Smokey went to put that shit to right, but Ava screamed and he watched as she began to turn red.
“Our baby’s coming. I’m not in the hospital and it’s coming.”
“We need to get her to the hospital,” Ugly Beast said.
Ava chose that moment to scream again. He grabbed her hands as she spread her legs.
“Check,” Smokey said.
“Dude, I’m not checking.”
“I need to know if I can get her to the hospital. You’re the only one who knows what you’re looking for.”
“Dude, that requires me looking at your woman’s … parts.”
“Do it,” Smokey yelled as his woman screamed some more.
Ugly Beast looked like he wanted to kill him.
He did as asked.
Ugly Beast lifted up Ava’s skirt and quickly pushed it down. “Oh, yeah, that baby is coming.”
Ava shook her head. “No. No. No. No. It can’t come here. There’s so much blood. I watched Raven fight for me.” She sobbed. “I never got to tell her that I forgive her. I saw what they did, Smokey.”
“Raven is going to be okay. What we’ve got to do now is focus on you.”
Kinky, Hunter, Brick, Elijah, and Demon were there.
“Let’s get this out of the way.” He pointed at the body behind him as he removed his leather cut. “You’re not going to make it to the hospital, but we’ll take you there as soon as we can.” He looked at Ugly Beast. “You’re going to help deliver.”
“What? Fuck no. I don’t know how to do that shit.”
Smokey was already taking out his cell phone, dialing Ava’s doctor.
“It hurts. I need to push.”
The doctor answered, and Smokey quickly brought him up to speed.
“You need to bring her into the hospital.”
“Not happening. She’s having this baby right here. Right now. We’ll bring her to you as soon as it’s safe for us to move her.”
Ava chose that moment to scream.
The next few minutes were the most surreal of Smokey’s life. With the doctor instructing, Ugly Beast helped them to give birth to his son.
Chapter Twenty-Two