Havoc (Storm MC 7)

“Nash is right,” Velvet agreed. “And the doctors are busy working on him. You don’t want to drag them away from what they’re doing.”

I stared at them. “It’s been hours!” All my fears collided and I could no longer hold back my tears.

I can’t lose him.

Nash held me until my tears stopped. “Like Velvet said, the doctors are looking after him and they’ll be out when they have news. And I’m sure it’ll be good news.” His words surprised me. He’d been so angry with Havoc when Paul threatened me. The gentle tone he’d just used was a vast change.

When I pulled out of his embrace, I whispered, “Thank you.”

He nodded and let me go. “I need coffee. You want one?”

“Yes, please.”

He pointed at the seats. “Take a load off and don’t go anywhere.” He took drink orders from Mum and Velvet and then left us.

I watched him leave before taking a seat next to Mum. She slid her arm over my shoulders and pulled me close. “Havoc means a lot to you, doesn’t he?”

Nodding, I replied, “Yes. More than I realised.”

“I think he’s good for you, baby. I’ve never seen you so happy with a man before.”

I rested my head on her shoulder and closed my eyes. It had been a long night and exhaustion embraced me. I wanted to stay awake for Havo

c but the act of resting my head caused my body to relax.

Mum murmured something but her words floated past without me deciphering them.

Havoc has to survive this.

I need him.

“Carla Walker?”

My eyes snapped open and I lifted my head.

When I saw a doctor approaching, I jumped out of my seat. “Yes.”

My breathing slowed when I took in the grim expression on his face, but I fought to remain calm. Who knew, maybe he always looked like that?

“I wanted to give you an update on your partner,” he said. I had to tell them Havoc was my partner for them to give me any information. “He’s had a significant liver laceration that has resulted in massive internal bleeding. The severe blood loss caused his blood pressure to drop dangerously low. We’ve given him a blood transfusion to replace the lost blood volume and prevent his body from going into shock.”

Internal bleeding.

Blood transfusions.

Going into shock.

The room spun while my brain processed all that.

This can’t be happening.

“Miss, are you okay?” The doctor took hold of my elbow and encouraged me to sit again.

“Carla.” My mother’s voice dragged me from my haze and I blinked as she came into focus. “Take a deep breath, baby.”

I sucked in as much air as I could.

I can’t breathe.