Page 3 of Mended Souls
“She had a panic attack in the basement.”
“Do you not know how to answer your goddamn phone? Where the fuck is Hawke?”
Speak of the devil.Hawke suddenly came back into the clubhouse, looking even more disheveled than when he left. Hunter’s face softened slightly, but she was still radiating with anger. With the entire situation with Fallon and Layla, we were all on edge.
“Is she okay?” I asked.
He ran his hands down his face, wiping the tears he didn’t want anyone to see. “She coded again. If she survives the night, she has a fightin’ chance.”
Hunter’s face softened slightly, but she was still shaking with anger. “Blaize, I need you to tell me what the hell you did.”
I crossed my arms across my chest. “I didn’t do anything. The chain cut her when she panicked, and she has a few small cuts.”
“Chain? Did you chain her in the fucking basement like she was a bad guy?”
“She—” An ear-shattering scream ripped through the air, and the three of us darted for the infirmary.
CHAPTER 3
BLAIZE
Doc was bleeding from his nose as he tried talking to Kadence who was cowered in the corner. Her eyes were wide and searching, but she was trapped somewhere else. I knew this look of emptiness that was washed over her face—fear,trauma. Her breathing was erratic and shallow, her chest unable to take in a full breath. She was trembling, trying to find stable ground, but failing. She was whimpering,noandstopescaping her lips like an unanswered prayer as her nails dug into her upper arms.
“What happened?” I thundered.
“She woke up and saw me,” Doc started, nursing his broken nose. “It’s not her faultyoufucking traumatized her. I can’t get her out of this state.”
“Sedate her,” I said blankly. I was surprised he didn’t already do that earlier, but she passed out in the basement prior to him getting down there.
Kadence screamed, snapping my attention back to her. There were tears streaming down her face, and she was on the verge of passing out. “Get him off of me!” She jerked, blood dripping from her arms.Fuck. “No! Make him stop! Please. Please. Don’t let him hurt me!” She was sobbing, fighting a faceless demon.
Hunter tried to get closer to her, but Kadence screamed again, her leg kicking out and hitting Hunter’s shin. “Shit. Kadence, babe, I need you to focus on my voice.”
“Doc, you need to do something! She needs to be sedated!” I yelled. I didn’t care about some moral bullshit or whatever kept Doc from sedating her. Kadence was going to hurt herself more.
“No!” she screamed. “D-don’t let him hurt me.”
“Blaize!” Hunter screamed. “Stop! She w?—”
“Goddamnit, Blaize! She was fucking drugged and raped in New York!” Hawke yelled at me, falling to his knee. “She was drugged. I did it again. I hurt her.”
I looked at Hunter. Her jaw was tight and her blue eyes were glassy. This was hitting close to home for her, but the gentle nod of her head confirmed it.
Fuck.
This was my fault.
God fucking damnit.
That was why she didn’t tell me. I’d never been selfish until it came to Kadence and finding out who she was and why she came here. She told Hawke because she trusted the burly biker after he saved her. I’d never deserved her truth, but it wasn’t about me, anyways. It was about her and the pain she endured that she didn’t want to share. I just learned more about her in five seconds than I’d learned the entire two and a half months she was in my town.
And I ruined everything.
I looked at Kadence again. She was still trapped, and now I knew the dark nightmare she was captive in. It was my fault, and now I would get her out of it, even if it made me the villain. “Give me the fucking syringe. I’m already the bad guy in her nightmare. What’s one more mistake if it helps her?”
“Blaize,” Hawke seethed. Hunter wasn’t saying a word. I knew where she was right now.
“If you would have told me what the fuck happened to her in the first place, this wouldn’t have to happen. Give it to me, Doc. Now!”
