My Biker Saviour( Angels of the Dark MC #1)

Chapter 3[edited]

Chapter 3

Jace's POV

I wake up to someone shaking me awake, and without opening my eyes I grab my knife from under my pillow and flip them over pressing my knife to their neck. I open my eyes to see a startled Runner under me.

"I was pounding on the door for 15 minutes, but you didn't answer, we're leaving in half an hour, you need to get ready" he explained

"get out. I'll be ready in 20," I grunted out and let runner out of my grip.

I had an ice-cold shower and got dressed. I closed up my knife and put it in my pocket and went downstairs to the armory to get some stuff to transport Mr. Williams back to the clubhouse, I go back into the den and see a few prospects,

"HAWK, follow me with a car, so we can bring back this Jonah bastard back here and have a little fun." I grinned,

and the prospect, without looking me in the eye nodded and went outside to get the car.

I have a glass of whiskey and then walk outside to when the rest of the club is waiting on their bikes, along with some prospects driving 2 vans and a car. With Acid and Runner leading the brothers, we drive out of the compound.

Riding down the interstate on my bike makes me a little calmer, but the ripper still wants blood, making me agitated, I want to get my knife out and drive it down my thigh but I can't and it's making me even more bloodthirsty. I can't wait until I can get my hands on that bastard. His house is close, so the club rides past first and I slow down and turn off my bike as they go past, and hear Hawk doing the same with the car. He rolls down his window for me,

"stay here. Don't get out." I order.

Lilly's POV

Sometime last night he untied me from the table and chained me back up to the wall, my head peaks up at the sound of motorcycles, it must be some of Jonah's 'colleagues', I don't think they know I'm here, he's never brought any of them down here. I'm pulled out of daydreaming by someone kicking the front door down, whoever that was probably woke him up I hope he doesn't hurt them too badly, he hates when people wake him up.

I hear him stomping around upstairs shouting at whoever was at the door I heard snippets from both men, 

"Who the fuck are you?", "Angels of the dark", "trafficking ring", "have fun with you"

Then there was some more shouting than a shot ran out, scaring me, then Jonah's voice dies down. This is happening. Someone's come to help me. I could actually get out of here.

"Help! Help me!Please!" I screamed

"Please don't leave me here, please" I sobbed quietly thinking they did what they had to do and had left.

Then I heard footsteps coming down the stairs towards me, I hadn't thought about it before but what if the other man hadn't come to help but to hurt me too? I scurried into the corner. Another shot goes off and the door swings open, a man covered in blood comes through the doorway and I start sobbing. He's going to kill me. I realize this is what I've been praying for, so I calm down and say my last prayer and close my eyes expecting to hear another shot, this one aimed at me.

It didn't come. I slowly opened my eyes to see the unknown man staring at me curiously, almost like he was trying to figure out why I was there, who I was. He slowly came towards me, I backed towards the wall hoping he would shoot me and leave me to die peacefully.

"It's okay little one, I'm here to help you, he won't hurt you anymore," he whispered and I nodded back at him,

"I'm just going to get these chains off you is that okay?"

"yes" I replied quietly

The man looked at me like I was something precious, then I heard a snap, and felt the chains snap in two and I could move my arms freely. I nearly cried in relief, after so many years it feels unbelievable to be able to stretch my body.

The man started moving closer to me,

"Can you walk little one or do you need some help, I can carry you?" he asked quietly

"I can try to walk, I haven't in so long," I answer softly.

"Come on then, I'll carry you," he says gently pulling me into his arms so I can stand up,

he asks if he can touch me, so he can carry him to his bike and I nod lightly. I hold him tighter as he starts walking up the stairs. As we get to the top of the stairs the sunlight starts pouring in and I bury my head in his neck, it's hurting my eyes after not seeing it for so long,

"Are you okay little one?" he asks concerned

"yes I'm okay sir, it's just the sunlight I haven't seen it in years, it's hurting my eyes", I reply calling him sir, I don't want to be punished any more than usual

"Never call me sir again," he growls out,

I whimper, his anger scaring me, I try to get out of his arms

"I'm Jace to you little one, not sir, never sir. I'll look after you, I'm not going to hurt you, no-ones ever going to hurt you again now," he says a lot softer, the anger fading from his eyes after he sees my reaction.

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this is the end of chapter 3, I hope you liked it if you want to see the rescue scene from Jace's POV. 

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