LOGINGhost POV
I keep fucking chasing her, and to her it’s still nothing more than infatuation. Like I’d drag her across states, risk everything, fight everyone, and keep her in my sights every second of every day just because I’m infatuated. She has no idea.
She squirms against my shoulder, fists thumping my back, voice spitting out curses and sharp words that just make me smirk. Let
Siren’s POVI stand staring at Echo as he walks ahead of me, completely naked, covered in blood and mud, and yet he moves like it’s the most natural thing in the world. Of course it is. It’s Echo. Nothing ever fazes him.As we near the building, one of the officers hands him a dressing gown. He slips it on, shaking his head with a low chuckle that makes me smile despite everything.Nathan points to a side room and they guide Echo inside. I’m pulled into another.I sit down and look at the female officer across from me. She sighs before taking her own seat.“Look, before you arrest him, it was consensual,” I say, unable to hold it in. “All of it.”“We need confirmation of that.” She slides some papers across the table.I glance
Echo POVMy hand slides up her back and wraps around her throat again, fingers pressing just enough to feel her pulse thunder against my palm. She taps my arm instantly, three quick taps, and I loosen my grip right away.“You tap so fast tonight,” I growl against her ear, thrusting deeper. “But I love feeling that little panic in your throat before you remember the rules.”She whimpers, body clenching around me, and I can’t resist. My hand returns to her throat, gripping tighter this time. She taps again, immediate and desperate, and I release with a dark chuckle.“Too much, Little Birdie?” I rasp, slamming into her harder to make up for the loss. “Or just enough to remind you you’re mine?”Her only answer is a broken moan, hips pushing back against me despite the exhaustion. I grip her throat a third time, fingers
Echo POV“That’s it,” I rasp, twisting my fingers deeper, chain biting just enough to make her feel every ridge. “Feel the metal owning you. Feel how it marks you inside the same way I mark you outside.”Her breath hitches, moans spilling out despite her fight. I keep my palm grinding against her clit, chain links rubbing relentlessly, while my fingers thrust faster, curling to hit that spot that makes her eyes roll back.“You’re going to come on my hand wrapped in my chain,” I whisper, voice dark and possessive. “You’re going to come knowing every link is mine, every inch of you is mine, and no threat in the world will stop me taking what belongs to me.”She sobs my name, body trembling, and I add the other two chain-wrapped fingers, stretching her wide, thrusting all four deep while my palm presses th
Echo’s POVI stare up at the canopy of trees, blood dripping from my nose, and wonder why the fuck she aimed for the face. A kick to the balls would have hurt less and let me see straight. She’s fighting like she actually believes she can win this, and part of me is so damn curious about what club rules she wants to change that I almost consider letting her.Almost.But she’s run the wrong direction, deeper into the woods I know like my own scars, and I don’t lose. Not even on purpose.I wipe the blood from my nose with the back of my hand and start walking. I don’t need to run. I can read her like an open book, the way she glances over her shoulder, the slight tilt of her body when she changes direction. It gives me all the head start I need to cut her off.I step into her path just as she looks forward aga
Siren POV“You psycho!” I scream over my shoulder, voice cracking. “You fucking lunatic! What the hell is wrong with you?”His laugh rolls through the dark like thunder, deep and unhinged, sending shivers racing down my spine. “Keep running, Little Birdie. I love hearing you call me names while you try to escape. Makes catching you so much sweeter.”I veer right, hoping to find the wall, the gate, anything that leads out, but the trees just thicken, shadows twisting around me. My bare feet slip on damp leaves, and I stumble but catch myself on a trunk, pushing harder.“You’re lost, aren’t you?” he calls, voice closer now, amused and hungry. “All these trees look the same in the dark. You could run forever and still end up right back in my arms.”
Siren POV“Gates are open,” he calls through the trees, voice carrying like a dark promise. “If you get back to them and I don’t catch you and fuck you, you can have anything you want. Anything. Including a say in the rules of the club.”I stop for half a second, breath ragged, heart slamming against my ribs. Is he serious? I could wipe out the rule where they beat people for breaking club law. I could end the week-long hell for anyone else who gets into a new relationship. I could change things.I have to find my way back. I have to do it.My lungs burn as I crash through the underbrush, branches clawing at my arms and legs like they’re trying to hold me back for him. The thin chemise is already torn in places, cold air biting my skin, but I don’t stop. I can’t stop. The footsteps behind me are steady, deliberate, not r
Ghost POVMy whole body sags into the chair, spent and buzzing, every muscle slack like I’ve got nothing left to give. Maybe it wasn’t the brightest idea, goading her into riding me while I was tied up, but fuck it. After thinking
Vesper POVHe could be dead right now. That thought keeps spinning in my head like a knife on repeat. All because he wasn’t focused, because he didn’t watch his back. He got lazy, cut corners, and put himself right into danger. An
Vesper POVThe guys catcall and laugh as he carries me straight through the bar and down the hall. He ignores them all, his focus fixed only on me.“Put me down,” I mutter, though my heart’s pounding far to
Vesper POVI know what his plan is, and I’m not about to stand here and let him take back control. The moment I pull up at the club, heads turn, and eyes follow me as I climb off my bike. Yeah, I probably look like hell. I need to







