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When Falcon began rambling, I listened carefully. Falcon was a good person. Something had upset him, I could tell, but Falcon kept talking, and I liked that. He wasn’t shy in discussing his feelings, although I had to wonder if he’d be so honest if he knew I was awake.

When he spoke about Nova, I could hear his pain. Falcon hurt for her and this unknown cousin. He hated the men who were hurting them. But when he mentioned Jayes, I’d been unable to stay quiet. Falcon had news about my son, and I needed it.

“You took Jayes?” I was confused. Why?

“Yeah. Long story, Myka and I’ll explain, but we need to get the docs. You’ve been in a coma.”

Falcon’s words struck deep, and I panicked. “How long?”

“Myka…”

“Please?” I bit out, grabbing his wrist.

“In total, six, nearly seven days.”

I released Falcon in shock, and he pressed the bell for the nurse. I stared in horror. Had Falcon had Jayes a week? My son. My baby boy, oh God, I bet Jayes was so scared. Tears choked me as I imagined how confused Jayes must be.

“Hey, it’s okay, Myka. Trust me. Jayes is perfectly safe,” Falcon whispered, stroking my hair away from my face and guessing correctly what was upsetting me.

“Swear it!”

“I do. Just stay with me. The sheriff will be called. Once everyone has gone home, I’ll explain everything. Remember, you authorised me to be Jeyes’ guardian in case anything happened to you.”

Silently, I jerked my head in a nod and regretted it as pain shot through me. Falcon made a snarling noise, stood up, and opened the door.

“Myka’s awake and in pain!” he bellowed. Falcon came and waited at the end of the bed as a nurse finally appeared.

“I’ll call the doctor!” she exclaimed.

Hurry up, I thought, because I needed to know what was happening.

I eyed Sheriff Cates carefully. She’d been called by a doctor and had arrived five minutes ago. Sheriff Cates had asked Falcon to leave, but I’d panicked; he was my link to Jayes, and she’d relented. Falcon now sat watching us.

“Myka, it’s good to see you awake.”

“Thanks, Sheriff Cates.”

“Call me Elianna, Myka, please. I was anxious about you.”

“Not as much as me,” I quipped, but it fell flat.

“Can you tell me what happened? Did you see your attacker?”

Alarm raced through me, and I rose, crying out in pain. “You don’t have them in custody?” I screeched.

“No. When you were found, you were alone,” Elianna replied.

“I was beaten and nearly raped by Dawson, Lawson, and Rawson Beauregard,” I stated shakily. “And if you’ve not arrested them, then Jayes is in danger!”

“They won’t get into the clubhouse,” Falcon promised me. “Look, I’ve already sent Calamity a text telling him to lock Jayes down. He’ll bring Jayes inside and put four prospects on him. My brothers will stop those three from getting in.”

I nodded and breathed a little. Elianna’s eyes shot back and forth between us. I could see that she was confused.

“Myka, can you tell me what happened that evening?” the sheriff finally inquired.

I began by explaining about Jayes being injured and Falcon coming and how it put Dawson in a bad mood. I explained how they’d drunk nearly two twenty-four packs of beer alongside a bottle of cheap whiskey. Elianna asked a few questions, and I answered them. Then I started saying how Rawson wanted me to dance like a stripper.

Elianna remained impassive, but I felt fury rolling off Falcon. His hands were clenched into fists on his thighs. I continued, looking at the wall, and switched off. I clinically spoke about Rawson ripping my dress off and then dragging me into the basement. There was no doubt the three of them had intended rape, but I’d fought. Somehow, I’d managed to get hold of Lawson’s balls and had yanked so hard he’d passed out.