“Sir, you need to sign in,” The nurse says as she hands me another board.
“Reception called ahead,” She says when I don’t sign in straight away. I take a deep breath and sign the form and ignore her curious gaze.
“Miss Bray is on the 4th door on the right,” She directs me. I head to Sienna’s room, not looking into the other rooms as I walk past. Kylie and Raven are sitting on the couches inside the room. The room is enormous, and the bed is a queen-size normal bed. Sienna is out cold with drips in her arm and hand. The side lamp is the only light in the room.
“They gave her a mild sedative, she lost a lot of blood,” Raven informs me.
“No shit,” I respond.
“You know she’s going to need our help,” Kylie says.
“Tough shit. She’s gone as soon as she and her baby are fit to hit the road.”
Frost narrows her eyes, “She’s gone as soon as she is safe.”
“Don’t take me on with this little sister, you would lose,” I warn Kylie, because with Sienna Bray there is no outcome which ends with her staying.
“She is my family,” Kylie says in an exasperated tone I KNOW all too well. Normally, I would cave into my sister’s demands, but not when her safety and the clubs are at risk.
“She’s dangerous, and you and I both fucking know it. Do you remember what she tried to do?”
“It was 10 years ago, we have all changed,” Her voice rises and she makes it sound like my reservations are incredulous.
I slide a hand through my blonde hair, my eyes glinting as my sister stands up, breathing hard. She’s getting angry. At least she still feels even if it is mostly anger. Unlike me, I am an unfeeling fucker and in some cases it is a good thing. It helps keep the ones I need to protect alive. Even when they don’t like it.
And my little sister will not like it one bit.
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