Rhea's POVThe bike went down hard.I yanked the handlebars too sharp, too desperate, and the world tilted sideways. Asphalt rushed up to meet me. I hit the ground and rolled, Rook's jacket tearing away, skin scraping across pavement hot enough to burn.Pain exploded through my already injured side. Fresh blood, hot and wet, spread across my ribs. I couldn't breathe. Couldn't think past the single screaming thought in my head.Jax.I'd left my son behind."No, no, no." I pushed myself up on shaking arms. The bike lay on its side ten feet away, engine still running, back wheel spinning uselessly in the air. "No, please no."My legs barely held me when I stood. The world swayed, going dark at the edges. Blood ran down my side, down my leg, pooling in my borrowed boots. Too much blood. I was losing too much blood.Didn't matter. Had to get back. Had to get to Jax.I stumbled toward the wrecked bike, my vision blurring. How far had I come? A mile? Two? Too far. Way too far. Jax was back t
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