Then there were the rapes. God, the fucking rapes. I doubled over, holding my stomach, and the dry-heaves turned into full-fledged vomiting.

Alex.

This was hell.

I pulled at my hair, rose to my feet, and turned in circles as the urge to break something overcame me. The memories shredded what was left of my mind. I’d fucking tortured her. I’d forced her under water, had brutally fucked her. I’d left her cold, shivering, and freezing inside that cage, even after she’d nearly drowned. Holy fuck. I’d almost made her suck Jax’s cock.

I’d treated her worse than a dog.

The truth was so much worse than what I’d feared. What kind of man does that?

The kind of man I’d become.

The kind of man who’d stabbed a guy in the neck, choked him out like it was nothing, then burned down his fucking house.

Jax staggered to me, holding a hand to his bloodied head. “You okay?”

“Rafe Mason is dead.”

“Dude, how bad did you hit your head? You’re fine, but you won’t be if we don’t get the fuck outta here.”

“I remember.”

His eyes widened. “What? Seriously?” He wiped the bloody hair from his eyes. “What do you remember?”

“Everything.”

Since I wasn’t moving, he grabbed my arm and hauled me to the street. We walked the four blocks to his van, and thankfully any passerby was too worried about the billow of smoke pummeling the sky to pay us much attention.

Jax pointed to the passenger side of the van. “Get in.”

Sirens blared as I slid into the seat. Jax started the engine and jerked away from the curb, tires spinning. He shot down the street, made a turn, then another, and the wail of sirens grew faint.

“I can’t go back, Jax. I can’t face her.”

“You just got your memory back.”

“I’ve taken enough from her. She’s better off without me.” I waved behind us, at the dark cloud of doom attacking the sky. “The threat is gone. She can move on, free from this, from her father, from me.”

“She fucking loves you. Do you really think she’ll just get over it?” He braked hard on a yellow light, and I shot my hand out to keep from careening into the dash.

“It’ll be hard at first, but I have to believe she’ll find happiness, live a normal life. Fucking find some closure and heal. As long as I’m around, she’ll never give me up.”

“And her brother will never give her up,” Jax pointed out.

I balled my fists. “I’ll take care of him. He’ll never hurt her again.”

“I’ll help you take care of him, but you need to get your ass back to her. You left her chained to your bed, man.”