Flashback – six weeks ago!
Steel's POV
I was still staring at the pictures, feeling numb and emotionless. I felt betrayed, but a part of me remained logical and sought an explanation. Hell, there had to be an explanation! A reason why she’d do something like this. Even in the photo she looked pissed off, as if she wasn’t happy about it. Did someone force her to do this? Was---
“I say we kill her!” I heard Rabbit roar from somewhere far away. “Let’s fucking kill that bitch!”
Suddenly, the sound in the room filtered back into my brain, and I heard what they were talking about…
“I second that,” Knives chimed in, the hunger for blood shown in his eyes. “Someone like that doesn’t deserve to live!”
“Why?” Bunny lowly chimed in, his voice barely audible in the chaos. “Why would she---?”
“Money! Why else?” Rabbit fumed, looking ready to kill with that wild look in his eyes. “She’s a blood whore! A fucking Jud
Flashback – six weeks ago!Steel's POVI was still staring at the pictures, feeling numb and emotionless. I felt betrayed, but a part of me remained logical and sought an explanation. Hell, there had to be an explanation! A reason why she’d do something like this. Even in the photo she looked pissed off, as if she wasn’t happy about it. Did someone force her to do this? Was---“I say we kill her!” I heard Rabbit roar from somewhere far away. “Let’s fucking kill that bitch!”Suddenly, the sound in the room filtered back into my brain, and I heard what they were talking about…“I second that,” Knives chimed in, the hunger for blood shown in his eyes. “Someone like that doesn’t deserve to live!”“Why?” Bunny lowly chimed in, his voice barely audible in the chaos. “Why would she---?”“Money! Why else?” Rabbit fumed, looking ready to kill with that wild look in his eyes. “She’s a blood whore! A fucking Jud
Steel’s POVI got a text from Prez.Prez: Did you send Pitbull my way?Steel: YesPrez: Thanks man! I owe you one!I wanted to reply “good luck” but thought better off it. Prez definitely had the hots for the blond nurse and hell, if he wanted to take a shot at taming that wild, she-wolf--- well, let’s just say if he got his dick bitten off, I wouldn’t be surprised! But I had more important things to take care of right now…I took dinner up to our room and made sure that my woman was well fed. She ate without protest, but the way she was looking at me, I knew that I would have to explain everything to her later.In a way, I wished the meal would never end. That the meat I cut down for her would go on for eternity. Because--- I was scared! Scared that she’d see me as the coward I was. Of how I’d abandoned her and left her when she probably needed me the most. Of how MY broth
Cracker’s POV“How long did you have together?” Steel asked softly, kissing my temple. I just sighed and leaned into him, ignoring that I shouldn’t be doing that. I was too tired to fight it and too emotionally drained to wonder about it. All I knew for now was that while I needed someone to hold me, Steel had been there. Picking me up and keeping me in his arms while I cried for the friend I’d lost…He had picked me up off the floor and sat us down on the couch, cradling me like a lost child. I’d cried my heart out into his chest and was now left with a strange feeling of emptiness…“I found him just after Jasper moved,” I replied, letting my thumb glide over the golden pate that had his name engraved on it. I could hardly believe it had been 7 years since he became a permanent fixture by my side.“Someone had just tied him up and dropped him into the trash,” I sniffled, hating how weak and miserable I sounded. “The vet said that it some
Cracker's POVFinally, after one week, I got to go home! Jill, Rabbit’s woman, was outside waiting for us, and despite me wanting to tell her and all the MCs to go to hell, the thought of climbing in and out of Grace’s small beetle with a broken leg, two broken ribs, fractured and /or sprained--- just about everything…Yeah, the club SUV easily won my vote…“Home sweet home,” I groaned, but was pleasantly surprised at the sight that greeted me. First off, the house did need some loving when I bought it, needing a splash of paint and basically being a little of a fixer-upper. And then Grace had told me about the state of the house, when she and Prez had gone back to secure the evidence I’d gathered…So to see the house in practically perfect condition was a surprise that almost brought tears to my eyes. And I say almost, because--- I knew it was the Riders who did this – their way of apologizing – but I couldn’t help but
Cracker’s POV“If I kill him,” I growled out, as Jones closed the door behind him. “Can you be my alibi?”“Fuck that!” Grace snorted and turned to me again, winking. “I’ll help you bury the body!”Jones and his buddies claimed that they had nothing to do with the attack! Wow, what a surprise! They even claimed that I must have hit my head or something, despite me clearly remembering him being there.“Did you see a face?” Jones had asked with a smug, arrogant look on his face.“I heard your voice, you idiot!” I retorted. “And no, you were all wearing ski masks.”To that, he went on about a long lecture on how people sometimes thought the people who rescued them were the people trying to hurt them because they were traumatized. I just sighed and rolled my eyes at him.“So I imagined you kicking me around like a freaking football,” I snorted, instantly regretting it seeing that my ribs were broken. “Good to know. Now, un
Grace’s POVMy family was rich!As in our toilet paper was made out of dollar bills, that how filthy rich we were! Dad was a successful banker but had retired and now spent his time investing money instead, making millions by lunchtime. And mom was a retired runway model but had her own agency now. And you’d think that growing up in a family that could buy you anything from a new phone to an island, life would be good…That wasn’t the case!Individual thinking?The Devil’s work!Disobeying your parents?Punishable by an eternity burning in hell…To this day, my parents still haven’t forgiven me for running away so I could study to become a nurse, instead of agreeing to the arranged marriage they had planned for me.I was 16!Now, 15 years later, I’d learned to just accept that I was and forever would be nothing but a disappointment!Liam, on the other