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Chapter: 15 Ashes And Embers
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Her Reckoning Chapter: 17 Ressurection
The clubhouse was alive with noise — the low murmur of engines cooling in the yard, the clink of bottles, the restless pacing of men who had lived too long on the edge of war. Grim leaned heavy against the table, smoke curling from the cigarette between his fingers. Hawk sat restless, boot tapping against the floor. Sierra hovered near the couch where Emily usually sat, her arms crossed, her eyes sharp with worry.The front doors slammed open.Every head turned.Emily stepped inside first, her clothes torn, her skin smeared with blood that wasn’t hers. Her eyes were wide, burning, but steady. Behind her, the doorframe filled with a shadow that froze the room.Rhett Maddox walked in.The air cracked. Hawk’s cigarette slipped from his mouth. Tank lurched to his feet, his chair screeching across the floor. Sierra’s sharp intake of breath cut the silence like a knife. Kayla’s hand flew to her mouth, tears already spilling.And Grim—Grim didn’t move. His cigarette burned down to ash betwee
Her Reckoning Chapter: 16 The Final Reckoning
The night air was sharp, heavy with the smell of oil and dust.Ghost stood alone in the empty yard of an old truck stop, the neon sign long dead, the asphalt cracked with weeds. His hand rested on the butt of his pistol, his pale eyes fixed on the dark stretch of road. He’d chosen this ground. Away from the clubhouse. Away from Emily.This wasn’t a war for the Vipers. This was his reckoning.The rumble of engines came slow, deliberate, crawling closer until headlights washed across him. A blacked-out SUV rolled to a stop, doors opening with quiet precision. And then he stepped out.Marcus Kane.Time hadn’t softened him. If anything, it had carved him sharper, leaner, meaner. His smile cut wide when he saw Ghost, the glint of a knife at his hip. “Seventeen years, old man. Thought you’d died with her.”Ghost’s jaw tightened, his voice low, steady. “You should’ve made sure.”Kane’s laugh was soft, mocking. He stepped closer, slow and sure. Ghost drew his pistol, aiming steady at his ches
Her Reckoning Chapter: 15 Ashes And Embers
The night bled red.Rhett lay in the dirt, every breath burning, blood trickling hot down his neck. His body was wreckage — ribs screaming, legs heavy as stone, arms useless where the Serpent had twisted them back. The taste of iron filled his mouth, copper and smoke choking him as the sound of the truck’s engine faded into the dark.He tried to move. His hand clawed weakly at the gravel, fingers trembling, scraping raw. Nothing answered him. His body was a cage, broken and leaking.But in the haze, he heard it — the low growl of engines.For a heartbeat, he thought Kane had come back to finish the job. But the sound swelled, familiar, steady. Vipers.Headlights cut across the road, painting the desert white. Tires screeched as bikes skidded to a stop. Boots pounded on gravel. Voices — sharp, frantic — filled the night.“Rhett!” Hawk’s shout ripped through the dark, raw with panic.Tank was at his side in a heartbeat, his massive hands turning Rhett over, cursing low and vicious when
Her Reckoning Chapter: 14 Blood And Vows
The room smelled of blood and smoke.Emily sat at the long wooden table in the main hall, her hands clenched so tightly her nails cut into her palms. Rhett was beside her, steady and unyielding, his hand heavy on her knee. But tonight she wasn’t alone in more ways than that. Sierra stood just behind her shoulder, arms crossed, sharp chin lifted, her presence like a shield made of fire. Kayla was on her other side, quiet and solid, one gentle hand resting on Emily’s shoulder, steady as stone.The Vipers filled the room — Grim at the head, Tank and Hawk leaning forward with dark eyes, Cherry braced in the doorway, smoke curling from her cigarette. And Ghost, pale and still, standing at the far end of the table, his shadow stretching long in the swing of the overhead bulb.Silence pressed in, thick enough to choke. No one spoke. They were waiting for Ghost.His pale eyes swept the table, then landed on Emily. For the first time, she saw the cracks — not weakness, but grief carved deep, t
Her Reckoning Chapter: 13 The Reaper's Truth
Emily’s boots scraped the dirt as she twisted, panic tearing through her chest. The man’s arm was iron around her waist, his hand clamped across her mouth so tight her jaw ached. She kicked, clawed, tried to scream, but the night swallowed everything.The clubhouse yard was only a dozen paces away, Rhett’s voice carrying in low, sharp bursts, his back turned. So close. Too far.The man yanked her deeper into the shadows, his breath hot and foul against her ear. “One sound and I’ll—”The rest never came.A pale shape moved in the dark, silent as smoke.Ghost stepped out from behind the shed, his cigarette ember glowing faint red before he flicked it aside. His eyes caught the moonlight, cold and merciless.The man froze, his grip on Emily tightening for half a second too long. That was all Ghost needed.He closed the distance in a heartbeat, a blade flashing once in the dark. Emily felt the arm around her jerk, a cry ripping out of the man’s throat as steel bit deep into muscle. His gr
Her Reckoning Chapter: 12 The Coming War
The lot still echoed with cheers when Emily felt her knees go weak.It had spilled out of her before she could stop it, the words torn from her throat like a confession. Six weeks of silence, of trembling hands and sleepless nights, broken wide open in front of the entire club.I’m pregnant.Now it wasn’t a secret.It was out there, heavy and alive, staring back at her in every pair of eyes.She’d thought the world would split in two. That Rhett would rage, that the Vipers would judge, that her place here would crumble to ash.But none of that happened.Instead, Rhett had fallen to his knees.He had touched her belly with shaking hands like it was holy.And then the Vipers cheered.________________Emily stood trembling in his arms, her body shaking with sobs she couldn’t control. Relief flooded her veins, sharp and overwhelming, until she thought she might collapse under the weight of it.“You’re not alone,” he’d told her.Not alone.The words echoed, wrapping around her tighter than
