Free Split - Coffin Nails MC (Contemporary New Adult Erotic Dark Romance) (Sex & Mayhem Book 7) by Miss Merikan

one step closer
to her ultimate goal. She would bring Dad’s beloved son back and make her
mother proud.
    As adrenaline lost its effect, Asty’s body
started feeling heavy and sluggish. She slid lower over the sloping back,
immersing herself in the warm water that now had a distinct rosy tint. Pretty.
    Growled vocals resounded in the air,
pulling Asty out of the pleasant throbbing in her abused skin. She grimaced,
but with the phone lying within her reach, she couldn’t find an excuse not to
respond to a call from Dad. She briefly squeezed her hand on a towel to dry it
and grabbed the cell.
    “Yeah?” she asked, brushing her fingertips
over the wounds.
    “Hey, Asty. Don’t panic, but Beast is
acting very strange. You should come over and see him. Decide if he needs to go
to the vet or not. He’s bleating, has diarrhea … it’s messy.”
    The moment she’d been told not to panic,
her heartbeat skyrocketed. “What do you mean?” she uttered, rushing out of the
tub with so much haste she spilled some water on the tiles, and the blood still
dripping from the cuts wasn’t helping. “When did it start?”
    Asty wanted to use her towels, but
remembering the fresh wounds she didn’t want infected, she used a bunch of
tissues instead. She had some dressing materials prepared, but she had never
expected to leave the house that evening.
    “Half an hour ago Prospect noticed that he
was unusually loud.”
    “Oh, no ... we need to take him to the vet.
Can you put him in the trailer? I will be there in like ... fifteen minutes?” She
frantically put gauze over her wounds and fastened it with white body tape.
    “Will do. I’m really sorry, Asty. I hope
he’ll be fine. I’ll get one of the guys to go with you in case someone needs to
carry Beast.”
    “Okay, see you,” she said and dropped the
phone.
    She put on her clothes so quickly that she
managed to get to the clubhouse before the time frame she gave her dad. The
small trailer was already in the front yard, and Asty stopped her scooter as
quickly as she could, rushing to answer the calls of her furry baby. It seemed
as if Beast sensed her arrival, and his shrieking became frantic as she ran
past two guys, straight to the open trailer, where her pet was lying on its
side in some fresh hay. It moved its front leg, shifted its head, and cried
again, searching for Asty with its eyes, begging for help.
    Asty put her hands on Beast, scared when
she sensed him shivering beneath her touch, and the foul smell that exploded
from the small compartment made her gag. This was bad. “He needs to go to the
clinic. We need to go now,” she called, finally looking around to find her dad.
    Priest stood at the back of the trailer
with his bushy eyebrows in a frown. “Sorry, baby. I’ve got business. I’ll get
the prospect to go with you. Prince!” He walked out of her line of vision.
    Milk’s blond head emerged from the shadows,
and he scowled, pulling over a cart with piles of boxes. “Tooth sent him on an
errand. Our guys are all working. Maybe we could spare the Hogs, since they
aren’t involved in this thing?” he said, gesturing at the boxes
    “Get one of them. Fast,” Priest said and
walked up to the trailer again. “I’ll get one of the new guys to take you to
the vet. I hope Beast will be fine.”
    Asty could hardly focus on his words as she
stroked her pet’s muzzle, trying to keep from getting more frantic. That
wouldn’t be good for Beast. He needed her strong, not a crying mess. She nodded
and took a bowl and a bottle of water from a meal basket hung on the wall of
the trailer. Beast lapped at the water a bit, but that didn’t stop his shaking.
It was physically painful to see him like this without being able to do
anything about it. “You’ll be okay, baby.”
    And to make matters worse, she saw Hunter for
the first time in two weeks. He came into view in the open door, drilling holes
in Asty with his gaze. “You wanna stay in the back?” he said in