Page 29 of Fury (The Dark Angel’s MC #3)
Fury
I blink, then blink again, my body not wanting to comply, and I swallow hard, bile rising.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
I try to stand up straight, but again, my body doesn’t move, and I groan as I lean back against something hard.
“Stay still, baby,” a voice whispers as I feel my cock being removed and lips touching around the head, but it doesn’t twitch, and I groan again in displeasure, trying to push away whoever is touching me, the feeling not right.
“Come on baby, get hard for me,” the voice whispers again, a voice that sounds like fucking Lacey, and I try to shove her away again, dizziness hitting me hard.
Fuck she’s drugged me, hasn’t she?
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
How did she even get inside the clubhouse? The bitch is banned…
I try to shove her away, but without any luck, and the sensation of vomiting hits hard, a sensation I won’t push away, hoping it hits her in the face.
“What the fuck?” I hear booming, making me groan, my head pounding before I feel hands grip me, a hand tapping my cheek slightly as someone who sounds like Brick as I fall into him snaps, “Fuck me, she’s drugged him.”
“Where did the bitch fucking go?” I hear Medic ask.
“Fucking find Lacey now, and someone call Blade!” I hear Brick command as he takes my weight, his whispered, “I’ve got you, son, I’ve got you,” just hitting my ears, and I mumble, “Sky….” as everything goes black.
“Fucking hell, she could have killed him with the amount of GHB she gave him,” I hear Blade curse, and I moan, my head throbbing as bile rises.
Fuck me…
“Fuck Nyx, you with us, son?” I hear my dad ask with concern, and I rasp back, “No, I feel like I’ve been hit by a fucking truck.”
I squeeze my eyes tight as I gingerly sit up, trying my fucking hardest not to vomit before I finally look around the room to see I’m in mine at the club.
My dad, Blade, Brick, and Mama all look at me with concern, and I ask, “Where is Tate?”
“With Bently in the common room, the new prospect,” my Mama says, “I just wanted to quickly check on you.”
I clear my throat to ease the dryness and nod as I try to stand, but dizziness takes hold before a hand grabs my shoulder, and Blade demands, “What do you think you are doing? Get back in bed!”
“Can’t,” I grunt as I slowly stand, “I need to call Sky, get her to pick me and Tate up.”
“Brother, that may be a problem,” he mutters and I pause and look at him with a frown and settle again for a moment and he clears his throat and admits, “I went to confront her…”
Anger seers through me, and I snap, “You did fucking what?” but wince at the throbbing in my head and grab hold of it.
Fuck that hurts.
“I know, I know, I shouldn’t have, and fuck did she get mad, like real mad, and chucked a stapler at my fucking head before storming away,” he admits.
I take deep breaths not only to control my anger but the urge to vomit and demand, “What did you say to her?”
“Uh,” he stutters as Brick gives him a hard glare, and he admits, “Nothing bad. She snapped at me about Mama leaving and us treating her like shit, and I demanded who said it to her when we didn’t, and I explained Dad was struggling.”
“Ah fuck’s sake, Blade, you’ve just set your relationship back by miles,” I sigh, dropping my head before a thought hits me, “Fuck, what time is it?”
“It’s eight in the morning, sweetheart. You’ve been out all night,” Mama says while Blade demands, “How in the fuck have I set us back?”
Ignoring him, I look at Mama and ask, “Can you call Skylar for me? I don’t want her to worry.”
“Uh, brother,” Blade says, and I glare at him, but he holds his hands up in peace and admits, “I pissed Skylar off that much yesterday she stormed here, so I don’t know, but what she saw made her run away…”
I slowly close my eyes and mutter, “What happened?”
My memory is hazy. I remember Bently handing me my drink, the only one I was going to have before grabbing Tate and going back to Sky’s but after that, fucking nothing.
“Lacey snuck into the club,” Brick says, “I walked into the common room after trying to find Anna to see Lacey giving you head while you were barely conscious.”
I look his way in shock and deny, “What the fuck? I’d never let her touch me, any woman for that matter!”
He gives me a soft smile and replies, “I know, and I also knew you were drugged, but before I could grab her, she ran. Venom is looking through the cameras, but son, Trent said Skylar showed up then left after a few minutes before I got here”
I slowly close my eyes and mutter, “Let me guess, she thinks I cheated?”
So much for her trusting me, though to be fair, if Lacey had my dick in her mouth, I can’t really blame her from running, right?
Damn, now I feel dirty.
Mama whispers, “I don’t think so sweetheart, I think she got freaked and needed to understand what she was seeing but uh, we can’t get a hold of her and-and some brothers think Anna’s taken her.”
I sigh, dropping my face to my hands.
“Nyx,” Blade begins, but his words cut off as my door opens, and I look up to see an extremely pissed off Venom storm in and I raise a brow and ask, “Did Raya knee you again?”
He shakes his head, his eyes showing concern, and I sit up straighter as worry shoots through me that he didn’t take my bait.
“Where was Bently last seen?” he demands, and I frown while Mama steps forward and states, “In the club garden with Tate five minutes ago, why?”
He doesn’t break eye contact with me as he admits, “He’s the one who slipped GHB into your drink before helping Lacey escape.”
My whole world spins, and I stand, fighting off the weakness from the drug, and I shout, “Fucking find him now, find my daughter!”
He nods and rushes out with Mama, Dad, and Blade following.
I turn to Brick and demand, “Where is my phone?”
He grabs it out of his pocket, and I take it while gripping his shoulder for support and turn the screen on. I hear Brick suck in a breath at the photo of Sky and Tate, but I ignore his reaction and bring up her number before putting the phone on speaker.
It rings several times, and just before I think it’s about to go to voicemail, she picks up.
“Nyx, I just need some time,” she answers with sorrow, “I know things probably didn’t look as they seem, but I just, the pain I felt seeing it scared me.”
“Precious, I need you to stay calm for me,” I reply, already knowing what she saw scared her.
I will never allow her to leave me. She knows this, and I know she needs space to come to terms with how much she actually loves me, but she can’t have that right now.
Our daughter is missing, and she needs to know.
Fuck, Lacey took Tate…
“What’s happened?” she demands more firmly, and I swallow hard, the pain shooting through my chest causing it difficult to breathe, and I admit, “A prospect drugged me for Lacey, the same prospect Mama left Tate with while she came to check on me five minutes ago.”
Brick jaw ticks as her breathing quickens, and she demands, “Where is Tate, Nyx? Where is my daughter?”
Fuck I can’t even soften at the use of my because my whole fucking world is crumbling as I admit, “Gone, precious, she’s gone.”
Skylar’s screams echo in the room before I hear, “Skylar? What’s happened?” and Brick tenses as he demands, “Is that Anna?”
I ignore him, focusing on the phone as I state, “I’ll find her, precious, I’ll find our daughter, I promise.”
My door opens again as Sky’s sobs echo in the room, Anna’s voice along with it trying to reassure her, and Blade’s eyes go wide at my phone hearing his mother.
“Brother, any news?” I demand, gaining his confused attention.
“Lacey met Bently at the back gate with a screaming Tate. Venom’s trying to track them,” he admits, his eyes on my phone and I nod and state to my girl, “I’ll call you once I’ve found her, Skylar, alright?” she sniffles not replying, and I demand, “Mama Lopez, do you have her?”
Brick and Blade tense as Anna replies, “I have her, Nyx. I’ll bring her to the club. Go find Tate!”
I hang up as Blade demands, “I want a fucking explanation as to why my mother is with my sister, and I want one now!”
“I’d like to know as well,” Brick adds, and I growl looking between them.
“Now or after I’ve found my missing fucking daughter who has been taken by a jealous clubwhore who could hurt her?” I demand, full of anger and disappointment at them.
Blade pales while Brick winces, and I shove past them, ignoring the bile that wants to come out while trying to ignore the fact I was sexually fucking assaulted.
Their boots follow me as I rush into the common room, ignoring all the concerned eyes, including Mama’s tears, then turn towards Church where I find the room full, Venom’s laptop open, and the TV on showing footage of a beat-up Cadillac speeding through town.
I feel eyes on me, brothers worried as a hand clamps down on my shoulder that I know is most likely Blade, probably feeling bad, but I ignore him and focus on the screen, looking for clues as to where they are taking my daughter.
I have a child to find and a woman to fucking kill!