Undaunted (The Kings of Retribution MC)

I’m taken aback at the harsh tone in his voice, but can’t seem to find anything to say.

I’m feeling claustrophobic, as a panic attack starts taking hold.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Logan

“What the fuck, Bella! Why are you here? And why in the hell haven’t you returned my calls?” I snap at her. She flinches at my tone.

Fuck. I didn’t mean to sound so harsh, but the shock at her being here and seeing the panicked look on her face has put me on edge. She’s white as a fuckin’ ghost, and her body is trembling.

“Angel,” I say, gently reaching out to her, but she takes a step back.

“I need to see Jake,” she whispers with a shaky voice.

The music has stopped and everyone’s eyes are on us. Her eyes are darting around the room, uncomfortable with all the attention we’re getting.

“What’s wrong? Why do you need to see Jake?” I plead, trying to draw her attention back to me.

Just as she goes to say something, Prez comes from his office.

“What the hell is going on out here?” his voice clipped and alert from the sudden silence in the clubhouse.

He notices Bella standing in front of me. Taking in her state, he quickly strides over to her. Gently grabbing her shoulders, he says, “Sweetheart, what’s wrong?”

“I... I need to talk to you,” she murmurs.

“Okay, but first I need you to calm down for me. Can you do that?”

Nodding, she takes a couple of deep breaths.

Shit...it hits me. She’s having a panic attack. Fuck. Turning to Gabriel, I inform him, “Get everyone out, now. Party is over.”

Gabriel walks to the middle of the clubhouse and whistles, drawing everyone’s attention to him, “Party’s over. If you’re not a member, get the fuck out.”

I turn my attention back to her, “Come on, babe. Let’s go to Jake’s office.”

I go to grab her hand, but she moves away from me again, leani

ng closer to Jake as we make our way to his office. What the fuck is that about? That’s twice she has avoided my touch.

Jake guides her to take a seat on the couch, while I grab a bottle of water from the mini fridge. I hand her the water, twisting the cap off she takes a long pull, drinking half.

A moment later after she has calmed down and gotten her emotions under control, I ask her again, “Babe, what’s going on?”

She looks at me and for a split second, I see hurt on her beautiful face, just before it’s replaced with anger. She turns towards Jake to speak instead, and it pisses me off.

“When I got to the bakery, I noticed someone across the street smoking a cigarette, and I started to feel uneasy like he was watching me. It kind of creeped me out, but by the time I left he was gone, so I just brushed it off.”

Kneeling in front of her I ask, “Did you see what this person looked like?”

She shakes her head no and takes another drink of water before continuing. “It was too dark for me to get a good look. Anyway, not long after I left, someone pulled up behind me with their high beams on and started following me. I started taking different turns in the opposite direction of my house, thinking it was one of Lee’s friends trying to mess with me. When they continued to follow me I panicked, and decided to come here. They followed me onto the compounds private road until about halfway down before doing a U-turn.”

Jake and I look at each other, thinking the same damn thing. Los Demonios are behind this shit.

I blow out a breath.

“You did good coming here,” Jake assures her. “The club’s going to take care of it.”