Chapter 35
Phoenyxx
Hands behind my back, I pace the parking garage, waiting for my six loves to return. The need to hold them is overwhelming.
Watching them kill awoke my own bloodlust. I want to hurt and maim someone, but there’s no one take it out on. So, I stuff it down as much as I can and keep pacing.
Two of my men were hurt during this escapade. Synn was fucking shot, and Purge was beaten to a pulp. Needless to say, my anxiety is through the roof.
The sound of the door rumbling has me racing over. The SUV’s come back in, one by one. Synn’s in the first one to park.
His door flies open, and he’s slowly helped out by Maverick. As soon as he sees me, he limps over faster.
“Wife, were you watching? I did it. They're gone. Dead as fuck,” Synn laughs in glee.
I frown. “Synn, you were fucking shot! I almost died watching that!” I look over to Maverick. “Is he going to be okay?”
Maverick heaves out a breath. “I believe so, yes. It missed anything vital. The bullet went in but came back out clean. But he needs to see the Doctor right away.”
I go to say something, and Synn steps forward, shushing me with his lips, kissing me thoroughly.
I need to go with him, but I also need to see how my other guys are doing. I watch as the Doctor appears in the doorway, helping Synn walk from his other side; M Another door slams, bringing my attention back to the garage entrance. Purge’s voice reaches my ears. “Iskra, did you watch it? My father is no longer a threat.” He grins, making me sigh. His face is battered with bruises. His left eye is swollen, and his lip is split. His arms are full of bruises, too. “Purge, you’re black and blue, and you could have a concussion. I was terrified watching that fight. Please, go find where the Doctor took Synn!” “Wait, what? What happened to Synn?” “He was shot in the chest. He's okay, though. Maverick said it was a clean shot or something. He was walking and alert.” Purge pales. He leans in to give me a peck on the lips, then rushes inside the Compound. More doors open and close, and my other guys come over to us. Ghost grabs me, making me shiver when he skates his lips over my neck. “Malishka, my father is gone. But my mother...” He extends a hand to the car, and a shaky woman emerges. She moves to him, eyes darting about in fear. “Mother, this is the love of my life, Phoenyxx. You're safe now. All the fathers are dead,” Ghost says. Her eyes go wide, and tears slip out of her eyes as she lunges forward to hug me. “Thank you, Phoenyxx. Thank you for loving my son,” Ghost’s mother rasps. I start crying myself, seeing the emotion all over this woman’s face. “Let’s get you inside.” Ghost puts an arm around her to get her in the compound. I lean in to whisper in Ghost’s ear, to alert him on Synn and Purge. His eyes widen, and he nods, hurrying inside. I get tackled by a hug from behind, Razor whooping it up and spinning me around in a circle, making me dizzy. Smacking him, I tell him, "Stop!” He puts me back on my feet. with a hand at my back to steady me. “I’m free, Fiasca.” Razor beams. I tell him the situation, and he kisses me thoroughly, following the others. Frost saunters over. He has a woman next to him holding his arm for dear life. “Is this your mother?” I ask Frost, giving her a kind smile. “It is. Mother, this is my girlfriend, Phoenyxx.” She pulls away, wrapping me in a hug. “I’m so glad you’re alive and well, Caterina. I've worried so over all these years. Your parents must be overjoyed.” I pull back in surprise, which is mirrored on Frost’s face. “You knew my parents?” She smiles softly. “I did, yes.” I clear my throat. “We are all happy.” I say warmly, not bothering to correct the name. Frost’s mother nods, her eyes sparkling. “Good. You deserve a good life. My son does also.” I whisper the deal to Frost, also. My eyes get misty as he leads his mother inside. The last car carrying my guys comes through, and I sprint toward it. I didn’t hear the last cars come in, but I’ve been impatiently waiting for this one. A very shaky Trikk steps out, his eyes red and swollen from crying. I jump into his arms, smothering him with kisses. “Bambi, my God. My beautiful girl. I did it. You helped me. I love you so much,” Trikk sobs openly into my hair. My heart hurts for him. “I want some time with you alone, once we get back in, okay? I need you,” I tell him, need bleeding through my words. Trikk doesn’t answer, just carries me to the door, kicking it to let us inside. God, I don’t want to freak him out more by telling him about Synn and Purge. He would be hurt worse if I didn’t, though. “Trikk? Synn and Purge were hurt, but they’re fine. I promise.” My eyes shine with tears. He doesn’t say a word, his jaw ticking the only sign he even heard me. He is in a really bad way. The rest of my family waits inside. Hunter, Sam, Valley, and Cynthia all wait, along with Jax and Thor—who’s holding Cynthia’s hand. They just watch us go, understanding how much my sweet guy needs me after watching everything. Bryan My throat is dry as I step from the SUV I was in, full of respect for The Six after witnessing everything. I may not have done much to help, but at least I was there in case they needed me. I am full of relief that Purge and Synn aren’t more injured than they are. I care for all The Six. Now, I need my girl. I hasten my stride to get to the door and inside. I barely get it open when Valley shouts my name and throws herself at me. She is crying, which makes tears spring to my eyes. I tenderly wipe hers away. “Val, baby, I’m fine. It's over. Please don’t cry.” “I could have lost you—again. I was so scared,” Valley confesses. “You will never lose me. I love you more than you could ever know. You have me for life.” I grab her face and kiss her soundly. Valley kisses me back enthusiastically, and the ever-growing bulge in my pants makes my reaction to her obvious. I pick her up, making her squeal. Carrying her back to her room, I plan to show her in every way how much I love her. Phoenyxx Leading Trikk to his bed, I sit cross-legged, facing him. He’s still struggling to calm himself. “Trikk, you are my world. What you just did… it makes me respect you that much more. You’re free now, baby. No more being forced to fuck anyone, ever again.” “Bambi, you... I can’t tell you how much I love you. I never thought someone would want me for me, not just for sexual pleasures. When you look at me, you see ME—not the playboy. I am yours forever,” Trikk says sincerely, making me well up with even more emotion. Leaning toward him, I wrap my arms around him. We cry together for a while, safe with each other. Once the tears stop, we pull apart. “Trikk, about Synn and Purge...” He cuts me off with a kiss. Sparks ignite over every nerve ending in my body. I can feel his love through his touch, and his inability to process right now. He slowly removes our clothes, and I let him, knowing he needs this from me right now. He makes love to every inch of me, from head to toe. He shows me he means every word he said, making me need him even more. I lay Trikk back, loving him all over with my hands and lips. He groans, and I take his cock into my mouth. His brunette hair is messy in that sexy way, his green eyes glassy with desire. I make sure to stop so he doesn’t come yet. I move to climb on top of him, but he takes over, placing me onto my back. He parts my legs, grasping his cock and lining it up with my soaked entrance. He pushes in so slowly, it’s almost agony. We make love that way, tenderly, multiple times until we fall asleep in each other’s arms. Hunter I watched the events unfold, heart in my throat. I was rooting for every one of those six boys. I almost threw up watching Synn get shot, then Purge getting hit in the head with the lamp. Sometimes, it still feels odd to be on the same side. But Pretty Girl brought us together. I'm a little jealous that she went off with Trikk, but I understand why. He needs her now more than any of us. Jax comes over, motioning down the hall. “Let’s go chat in my office.” He tells the same thing to the team that was with The Six, and we all follow him there. Once everyone’s inside, Jax shuts the door. “No need to debrief me, I witnessed it all. That's not why I called you all here. We need to come up with a sound plan to deal with The Retreat. More accurately: getting the students out.” Music to my ears. I was going to bring this up, so I'm glad he is on the same page. “I agree. There are innocent young people still trapped in there. One obvious point of contention is not alerting the media or law enforcement,” I affirm. “I hear you, Harris. My thought is to get help from The Six; their connections may be able to lend a hand. We'll need their help to pull it off.” “I completely agree,” Maverick joins. “It’s the best solution.” “Since Purge’s father is no longer an obstacle, it should be easier. However, there are still the masks to consider, plus other staff. We need to meticulously plan every step.” Jax tells us, tapping his foot—a sign he’s flustered. “What about The Camp?” I inquire. “We will discuss that after we take care of The Retreat. Those trapped students take the priority.” “Sounds good.” We all turn to go. The next step will be to talk to the guys. Phoenyxx I stretch and yawn, waking at the same time Trikk does. The sun is up, so we slept through the night. Before I’m even fully awake, I remember my two injured guys. “Fuck!” Trikk climbs out of bed, offering me his hand. “Let’s get you fed and caffeinated, then go see the guys Bambi,” he says as he smiles. I'm glad he’s acknowledging it now. We both get dressed, and head out to the kitchen. We eat fast, then hightail it over to the room the Doctor had seen me in before. Synn is lying in a bed, head propped on a hand, talking to Purge, who is sitting on the edge of his own bed.