Jake’s Angel (King’s Of Fury MC #2)

Chapter 47

CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN

AVERY

Whose alarm is making that horrible beeping sound? Someone needs to turn it off. Damn, why is there a pain in my chest? Hello? Can anybody hear me? Why do my eyes feel so heavy? What the hell is going on?

I keep trying to open my eyes, but nothing happens. I hear muffled voices, beeping and whooshing sounds all around me. I’m just here in this vast white space.

I’m warm. Almost too warm. My body dips, then something heavy lays across me and I’m engulfed by a familiar scent and a soft thumping sound.

Leather and sandalwood.

Thump, thump, thump, thump.

Jake ?

I take a deep breath. Shit, it hurts. I inhale once more, craving the comfort only he can provide . I feel his lips on my temple as he shushes me and whispers in my ear, “Shhh, Angel. I’ve got you.”

“Doctor says it missed her lungs and went clean through. She has some muscle damage, but he also said it would heal over time with therapy.”

Caleb?

He sounds angry. Why is he angry? Why can’t I open my eyes?

“You should all go home. Get a shower and get some food in you. We’ll stay here with her.”

“I’m not leaving her.” Jake’s so stubborn.

“Me either. Not until I see she’s okay for myself.” Gabe?

“There’s no place more important that I need to be right now.” Gramps?

What are they all doing here? Wherever here is?

“Well, a few of you need to move out to the waiting room or I’m going to get Wyatt and Declan to carry your stubborn asses out. This poor girl needs her rest, and the staff needs to be able to get to her. That’s not the easiest thing to do with all four giants pretending to be humans blocking their path.”

Lisa. Sadie says she always knows how to make them listen.

“Anybody tries to move me, and I’ll put a bullet in their ass.” Always so grumpy.

“Jacob Taylor Mackenzie you will do no such thing.” I chuckle to myself. At least I want to, but my body won’t listen.

“She was hurt protecting me.”

Thump. Thump. Thump. It’s getting faster. I can hear the growl and the tension in his voice. I wish I could snuggle up to him and comfort him. I’m all right. At least I think I am. “I’m not leaving until she does.”

“Well, then you’ll smell like a horse’s ass while acting like one. Won’t she appreciate the sentiment?” Liz.

I fight to open my eyes, to let them know I’m here. I can hear them, but my eyes are too heavy, and the words are stuck in my throat. I need to tell them. I feel myself slipping back into the darkness where everything around me fades to nothing.

Where’s that music coming from? One of my favorite dance pieces. When the next song comes on, I know exactly where it came from. Sadie.

My eyes are heavy as I fight to open them. Small glimpses of light flash with each flutter of my eyelids. When I finally get them open, I have to close them again real fast.

It’s too bright in here. I try to move my arm to block the light.

Ow. Shit. Why is there so much pain? My arm. My chest. My head. Sharp, throbbing pain.

There’s a loud rapid beeping sound above my head.

“Aves?” Sadie is at my side. I close my eyes tight, trying to turn my head to avoid the light, but the pain is too great. I whimper.

“Hold on.” She strides over to the window, closing the blinds.

“Hey. You’re back.”

I try to focus on answering her. Trying to get the connection from my brain to my mouth to function, but my mouth is so dry, and my throat feels sore and scratchy. Frustrated, I feel a tear slip down my face, but I can’t move anything to stop it. I’m barely able to whisper, “Jake?”

“Hold on, I’ll get him. He’s just outside the door with the nurse.”

I open my eyes to slits, enough to glance around the room, but not to be blinded. The recliner in the corner has a pile of bunched up blankets and pillows on it. There’s a small love seat sized couch beside it with another pile of blankets, a book, and what I recognize as Sadie’s computer bag.

My eyes feel heavy. Sleep is creeping back in, but I’m fighting to stay awake. I need to see him. I need to see that he’s okay. Another tear slips down my cheek, followed by a handful more. I close my eyes and let them come.

“Shh. What is it, Angel?” I feel Jake’s hand wipe away the wetness and caress my cheek with his thumb, slowly moving it back and forth. It’s soothing. “Are you in pain, baby? Nod if you hear me.” I try. I try so hard, but I can’t do it.

What the hell is wrong with me?

“Nurse? I think she’s feeling pain. She’s crying but won’t wake up. Is there anything you can do?”

I feel someone moving my blankets around, feeling around my arm, then a cold rush moves through my body, followed by a metallic taste on my tongue, and blackness takes me under again, relieving me of the pain.