Nikolai "What do you mean Gray pointed a gun at you?" I growl, checking her over from head to toe as if an imaginary wound might reveal itself. Alyssa stumbled into the room shaken, tears streaming down her face as she told us what went down in Gray's office. Mason's heads-up already had my stomac
Alyssa Last night, after King offered Mason the chance to join us, Mason hesitated, saying he needed time to think about it. Still, he ended up sleeping in the room with us, curled up in an armchair, which left me a little bit disappointed but ultimately respectful of his decision. I don't want hi
After everything that happened yesterday, I can't look at my brother the same way, but I can't help feeling concerned. "Rough night?" I ask lightly, glancing at Zuri to find her watching him with wide, curious eyes as she shoves a banana into her mouth. "Christine flushed all my fucking pills dow
Mason Damn it. Why am I such a coward? From the way Niko was looking at me last night, it was like he was silently urging me to take King's offer, but I just couldn't do it. I don't know why. I'm already helplessly attached to Alyssa; I want her more than my next fucking breath, but the thought
I take a step closer to her, my heart pounding. "Then, I'd give you whatever you wanted, little warrior. I just want you to be safe and happy." Right then and there I decide that I'm done standing on the sidelines. No matter what it takes, I need her to be mine. Even if I have to play by King's ru
Alyssa Niko walks me downstairs and out back toward a massive barn in the rear of the clubhouse. Apparently, this is their "church," a spot reserved for serious club gatherings, and tonight, it's for me and King. My nerves are skittering, but I manage to keep it together. Niko's solid grip on my
Alyssa I follow King to his black and blue Harley, already regretting my eagerness. I just wanted the pleasure he offered me, not the ride on his roaring death trap. Damn King and his filthy promises. "Can't you just eat me out and fuck me right here?" I ask, my voice betraying a hint of nerv
King The night air is thick with the scent of pine and earth as I count down from ten, each number a beat pounding in my chest. Alyssa's footsteps have already disappeared into the dark woods, and the thrill of the hunt sparks a wild heat low in my gut. It's a perfect night for this, to let out
Carol doesn't even blink. "Why? We're all adults here, dear. I'm sure Alyssa's heard of cuckolding."Oh. Oh my god.Everything clicks.Carol wanted King to be their bull.She wanted to fuck him—while Martin watched.And honestly, based on Martin's calm, collected demeanor... he was probably ready t
I was wondering what cover story they'd use.That sounds believable. Honestly, it's better than something I could've come up with. The woman goes straight for King, pulling him into a hug."King, dear," she beams, her voice just a little too sweet. "How are you doing?""Not bad, Carol." He reaches
Alyssa"Are you sure I shouldn't be cooking dinner?" I ask, curled between King's legs on the couch, my back resting against his chest. His arms wrap securely around me, our fingers laced together. His warmth anchors me—steadies the part of me that keeps waiting for everything to fall apart.Today,
And I'll make sure he never gets close enough to hurt her again. Even if it means I never see her again. Even if it kills me inside. I'll just keep myself busy. The Iron Serpents belongs to me now. This place is my home to rebuild. The drugs stay. I don't give a shit what anyone snorts, smoke
War "You can't keep me in here!" Logan's voice ricochets through the bars of the cage he built for me—now the same one I've slammed shut on his pathetic ass. "Oh, I can, motherfucker," I growl. "You're the reason we can't have her." I kissed her twice tonight—the first time, not because I deser
I never thought they'd actually propose—or actually want to be married.Especially King.But he did say one day he wanted me to have his ring and property patch. I guess that day is today.I try to keep it together—really fucking try—but the grin's already pulling at my mouth."Don't you think this
AlyssaThe house we pull up to hours later actually looks... normal.Not some abandoned, half-collapsed shithole like I'd pictured. No broken windows. No graffiti. No front door hanging off the hinges. Just a small, weathered house tucked in the woods, its cracked driveway swallowed by weeds, a wra
The van rumbles low behind us.Somewhere in the distance, police sirens whisper on the wind."Can I kiss you?" he asks, his voice rough around the edges. Holy shit. Was he just asking the guys for permission to ask me?"Okay," I breathe.His mouth claims mine—slow, bruising, deliberate. Nothing li
AlyssaThe container door stays shut after they leave me with Gray, not wanting me to inhale any more fumes. Gray shifts restlessly beside me, having already ordered the other Reapers guarding the perimeter to clear out. He's ready to get the hell out of here, but we have to wait for the guys to fi