Mason POVMy bike roars through the dark streets, the engine’s growl matching the storm in my head. Finn’s words keep hitting me like a punch. Hera is a stripper? While being a stripper isn't a bad thing and in her line of work, she might be doing it as part of an operation. I mean,the females at Shadow Riders do that too when circumstances push them to.My problem is,why didn't she tell me about it? I would have understood. I would have been okay with it. What I am not okay with is learning the truth from my brother in such a humiliating way.Then there's how he put it, claiming that she is driving a wedge between us in an attempt to silence him from telling me about that part of her life.Honestly,I don't want to believe she would do that but then I can't understand what she had in mind keeping something like that from me. I am her man,her partner and that's not something you keep from someone you love.There was a time I thought we were always honest to each other and told each ot
Mason POVFinn leans back in his chair, a faint smile on his lips. His eyes search my face for a moment before he motions for the chair across his table.“Mason, good to see you. I didn't know you were coming.” He says.He stands from his chair and walks to a table arranged with different drinks.“Want a drink?” He gestures to a bottle of bourbon as he picks a glass for himself.I shake my head, my hands clenched at my sides. “I’m not here for a drink, Finn.” I announce.I don't know why he is pretending like I am here to catch up with him or something. He can already tell that I am not here for that from my expressions so why play dumb?“Oh yeah? Then you need my help with something?” He probes,his eyes trained on the drink he is pouring for himself.“ Not that either. I have questions that I need answers from you. No,I actually demand answers.” I declare.Finn halts in his actions,his head lifting to meet my gaze. He then laughs,a laughter that's made to feel casual but it makes my
Mason POVThe air is cold and it bites at my face as I storm out of the stables.Zero’s words still echo in my brain. They feel like a punch to the gut. A coward?Weak?Afraid? I can’t believe he said that to me, of all people. I have bled for this club, put everything on the line for the Shadow Riders and that's what I get? From Zero of all people?My hands clench into fists and my knuckles turn white as I try to shove down the anger boiling inside me. But it’s not only anger bubbling inside me. There's this gnawing doubt of what if Zero is right? What if Hera is not wrong about Finn? I shake my head to clear my thoughts.No, that can't be true.Finn is my brother and I know him well.He wouldn’t do the things she is accusing him of.I march toward the clubhouse.The crew is waiting for me. Zero mentioned something about them waiting for me to start the church. But right now, I’ve got nothing but questions and a headache that feels like it’s splitting my skull. I push the door o
Hera POVFive hours after the meeting I push the door to the basement open and I am instantly hit by the smell of rust and a lingering scent of blood.This is where I had my men keep Victor after our last encounter.Justin stills behind me. These are the kind of places he hates with passion but today,he just had to come with me.Victor is chained to the floor and wrists bound together.He looks like hell and I have to say,that sight gives me pleasure. He looks nothing like the man who threatened me a few days ago with Lily and Linda's life.He has dried blood on his face and his shirt is torn. His eyes look red, like he has had a puff of weed but I know it’s the torture he had received here.There's a bowl of rice sitting next to him untouched. I don't know if he just doesn't want to eat or is boycotting eating purposely. Either way,it doesn't concern me, not in the least.Carl,the guy who has been keeping an eye on Victor steps forward and dips his head in acknowledgement.“ What's
Mason POV I have been lost in thoughts since I left Hera's house or should I say since she kicked me out? I can't believe it. She practically kicked me out, refused to listen to me.Finn is my brother,my blood brother and Hera implying that he is Eagle doesn't make alot of sense. I mean,he is not definitely a saint but a human trafficker? A rapist and a killer? That would never be him.I trust my brother,I just need to find a way to make Hera understand that he is not the monster she thinks he is. She clearly mistook him for someone. I mean, people can be different but look alike, right?I am by the stables for the past two hours. I came here to think but the more I try to think,the more I feel myself drowning in my own thoughts. The sound of approaching footsteps pulls me from my thoughts. I turn around to see Zero standing at the door,arms crossed and a frown on his face." You've been here for long. The church was supposed to begin an hour ago." He informs me. Right,we were suppos
Hera POVThe crew looks shocked by the revelation. Again,I revealed the news when it's not my place to do so. Nyx’s face hardens, but she doesn’t deny it. “Long-lost, yeah. But that doesn’t change a thing.” She turns to me, her eyes fierce. “If that bastard is your enemy, MG, he is mine too. Brother or not, I don’t care. Anyone who hurts you, hurts us.” she declares.I feel a weight that has been pressing down on me since last night slowly dissipating. I was worried there might be a chance Nyx would choose her new family over us..I guess I was worried for nothing.My chest tightens, a mix of gratitude and guilt washing over me. She has always been loyal, but this—this is something deeper. I swallow hard, trying to keep my emotions in check. I shouldn't have believed her, believed that killer angels mean a lot to her than blood relations.Mr. Lamberto clears his throat, his voice calm but firm. “Hera, this war is between Eagle and the Shadow Riders, not us. The Killer Angels don’t