The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage)

Savage POV.

They fucking ambushed us and kidnapped my daughter. Angel has been laying unconscious on the hospital bed for three fucking days. Her hand is in mine as I sit beside her. Antonio, his men, Teagan, and my parents arrived not long after Foxy and her new friends escaped. I ran to the SUV that was on its roof to find Rebel gone and Angel unconscious and bleeding. I was shot in the shoulder, but I didn't care at that moment. My heart fucking stopped seeing my angel, my goddess, like that.

We have had teams looking for Rebel. All the traffic cams have been pulled and Ice, Rosena, and Simon are searching for the remaining Viper's. I need to get my daughter back and I will fucking destroy anything and everyone who gets in my fucking way. "Any change?" I shake my head, not taking my eyes from Angel, whose face is bruised and cut. This will kill her that she will feel like she failed to protect Rebel and our unborn child. Sadly, she lost the baby and I don't want to tell her, it will gut her. Like it guts me. They tried everything, but she had already lost it before she reached the hospital.

"Any news yet about Rebel?" I ask, not taking my eyes from my woman. Teagan sighs as she places her hand on my good shoulder and I look up at her and she shakes her head. I have never felt so powerless before. Knowing my daughter is out there somewhere and not knowing where she is. I fucking failed to protect my family.

"Ryder, we will find her and they will pay for this. No-one and I mean no-one does this to my family and lives to tell the tale. I have mobilised everyone to find them. All the Dons, the cartel, the Moretti's and those loyal to the DeNucci's are searching every crack for them. We will have them soon. I promise you that," she says when I hear a groan and I look at Angel, who is in pain as her eyebrows furrow as she tries to open her eyes.

I stand up and watch her. "Angel, open your eyes, princess." She blinks slowly as her eyes open and she looks at me before she bursts into tears. I climb up on the bed and hug her gently, not wanting to cause her anymore pain.

"Rebel, she took Rebel. Where is she? Please tell me you have found her?" she sobs, and it breaks my heart more. I sob silently as I hold her, hearing her wail like a banshee.

"We are trying to find her. Angel. I'm sorry, princess." She stiffens and I move back to look at her and her hands go to her stomach as the tears slide down her cheeks. She looks up at me and I see something flash in her eyes.

"I lost our kids." She says and I bite my bottom lip to stop from crying and I can't answer her. This isn't her fault.

"Don't do this to yourself, Angel. It is not your fault, OK? We will get Rebel back, I promise you. The doctors tried everything, but it was too late. I'm sorry princess, I'm so fucking sorry." And just like that, the tears completely stop. She looks towards the door and I wait for her to erupt, to scream, to do something, anything. But she is calm, too calm. Like the calm before the storm or the eye of the hurricane.

Teagan moves to her, but Angel just stares at the door. It's like she has shut down. She doesn't even blink. "Angel, look at me. This is not your fault." She turns her head slowly to look at me and the look gives me freezes me to the spot. Without a word, she turns her head back, reaches for the cannula in her arm and pulls it out.

"Angel, what the fuck are you doing?" Teagan rushes to her as Angel pulls the covers away, blood trickling down her arm. I move to grab her and apply pressure to her arm to stop the bleeding. She looks ahead. The door opens and in walks the nurse, seeing the blood and me and Teagan screaming at her, but it's like she has checked out completely.

She blinks and snaps her head to me and looks at me. I remove my hand from her and she walks to the door.

"Where are you going? Angel, you need to get back into bed." I scream as I try to grab her again. But as I grab her, she turns and throat punches me. She turns again and walks out of the room. She is on autopilot. I choke and gasp for breath as I stagger after her.

My family and hers are standing watching her as she walks past them in her hospital gown and bare feet. It is then that I see her take a gun from her uncle as she passes him.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

"ANGEL, STOP!" I shout when she does, only to push the door open.

"Why would you give her a fucking gun?" I shout at Gianni and he chuckles.

"I also gave the keys to my SUV. She needs to do this," he says, and I punch him.don't give a fuck if I have just punched Antonio's second.

I run after her and hear screams as peoplemove out of her way and they see her walking with the gun in her hand. The blood dried in streaked down her arm to her

fingers.

I catch up with her, gripping her by her shoulders as she looks up at me with tears streaming down her face.

"She took away our kids. I will take her life." She whispers as I hug her and kiss her face.

"We will get Rebel back. I promise you we will get her back." I say to her as I take the gun from her hands as her legs give out and I catch her as she falls. "We will find her." I say to her and she shakes her head.

"No, he will." She says as she looks up at me just as our families surround us.

"Mamma, ho bisogno di Boomer. Puo trovarla." (Momma, I need Boomer. He can find her.) I look at her in confusion and I look at Teagan and she nods her head.

"Ok, I'll get him. You have my word." She says and Teagan walks off, shouting in Italian to her men as they follow behind her. Antonio moves to me and scoops Angel up in his arms.

"Where are you taking her? She needs to be here." I say as I stand, and Antonio smirks at me.

"We are taking her to the one person that can track your daughter. Come on." I follow them to the SUV and we are heading towards the compound.

The drive is in silence and I think about all the things that sadistic cunt could be doing to my innocent daughter. But that is not going to help me in finding her. I need to be clearheaded in this in order for us to get her back.

We pull up into the compound, and Angel is out of the doors before anyone can stop her. She walks up the steps and inside as we all follow behind her. The members and the club girls try to speak to her, but she ignores them all as she heads to our room. She is stripping down, and she stops looking at her belly. Her lip quivers, but she shakes her head to stop the thought. She quickly gets dressed in all black. She walks past me and into Rebel's room and she picks up the plushy she sleeps with every night. "Boomer." She whispers as Boomer lifts his head from his bed in the room. Angel moves to him and drops to her knees as the massive dog whines and whimpers. He knows. He knows his little human sister and the baby are gone.

"Ragazzo mio, ho bisogno del tuo aiut. Trovala." (My boy, I need your help. Find her.) she says as he lifts his head as she holds out the plushy and he sniffs it deep and long. He whines again, and she strokes his head.

"Torvala." She says, and he is up on his paws and his snout to the ground. We follow behind him as he searches. I know this is going to be futile. She was taken in a van. How will he find her?

"Angel, she was taken away in a van. It's been three days. He won't be able to find her." Boomer growls and Angel looks at me with a smirk on her face.

"He can and he will. Don't

underestimate him. His breed was

used in war for protection. They are known as warrior dogs. He is a tracker, a hunter by nature. He will find her and he will stop at nothing until he does. Now either round up your men or stay here." She says as Boomer scratches at the clubhouse doors.

"Mount up. Stay behind at all times. We are going to find my daughter." I shout as Angel kisses me before she walks to where Boomer is. As she opens the doors, he was out like a horse from the starting gate. She jogs to the SUV, clutching her stomach. She looks at me and shakes her head. She climbs in as I

mount my bike and we follow behind her.

God, let us find Rebel and fast.