Page 64 of Eight Bikers' Heir
“I’ve got you,” I promised her, feeling her arms wind around my sides. I let the guys pull me back onto the floor with Aisling on top of me.
Kai, Hayden, and Auden knelt beside me, checking on both of us.
“Everyone good?” Hayden asked.
“Not me! I’m stuck down here!” Bradley called from the basement.
Despite tears glistening in her eyes, Aisling smiled a little.
“Someone get him,” she said.
Auden kissed her on the forehead before helping Bradley out of the basement.
“Are you okay?” Kai asked her as he leaned close, inspecting her closely. He then frowned. “Why is your cheek so red? It almost looks swollen.”
Aisling swallowed hard.
“Ghoul slapped me,” she said.
Silence rang throughout the clubhouse at first as everyone processed her words. Then, all hell broke loose.
“He what?”
“I’m going to cut that motherfucker’s hand off!”
“He’s lucky he went on patrol tonight!”
Aisling grabbed Kai’s hand.
“I want to leave. I want to go home,” she said with a pleading look on her face.
Kai’s anger simmered down a little as he nodded.
“Let’s go,” he replied, helping me and Aisling to our feet. He then picked Aisling up bridal style, holding her close to his chest. “You’ll ride with me.”
“Hold on. I’m not done with these bastards,” Bradley said with narrowed eyes. He glanced around before heading out to the joined garage, soon walking back in with a container of gas. “I’m burning this place down. Drag the unconscious ones outside.”
No one argued.
The Hornets deserved even worse than that, but we were on a time limit. The other Hornets had to be coming back soon because the triplets could only distract them for so long. Hayden, Auden, and I dragged the unconscious Hornets outside and across the street, while Bradley poured gasoline all over the inside of the clubhouse.
Kai carried Aisling outside, standing next to us as Bradley finally walked out.
“She should do it,” Kai said with fire in his eyes. He looked down at Aisling. “Want to?”
Despite being tired and weak from all she had been through, Aisling’s face hardened with determination as she nodded. She walked across the street to Bradley and held her hand out once he took a lighter out of his pocket.
“Let me. After all they did to me… our son… us,” Aisling said.
It looked like Bradley fell in love with her all over again as he handed the lighter over to her. If it hadn’t been clear before that she was one of us, there was no questioning that now.
Aisling flicked on the flame, staring at it for a few seconds before tossing the lighter into the foyer. Flames immediately spread throughout the inside, growing with a roar.
Bradley took her hand and led her away from the clubhouse as it steadily started to burn, smoke starting to roll out of the open front door.
“Serves them right for messing with us,” Bradley spat.
I smirked a little as I watched more flames erupt, steadily destroying the Hornets’ safe haven. They wouldn’t recover from this. We would make sure of that.