Kian“I hate to break it to you, guys, but we've got a traitor in the club,” Alpha Jax spoke in his gravel-rough voice, his piercing blue eyes ablaze with fury.“One of our own has been pulling all kinds of shady shit, and the elders are all over it,” he growled, scrubbing a hand over his face. “Drugs . . .” He flicked his gaze to me, knowing how much I despised that filth. “Stealing firearms from the docks.” Jax huffed an exhausted sigh.“But those are the Reaper's guns. Who the hell would be dumb enough to steal from him?” Blade spoke out, saying what we were all thinking.Jax nodded in agreement. “Exactly. Who would be dumb enough to pull that shit?”We all exchanged suspicious glances, but no one came out and said what they were thinking. There was only one person I had in mind, and he was right at the top of my shit list.“The problem we have is that our name is being dragged through the mud. We're being blamed for this. Someone wants us gone, and they've recruited one of our own

KianHer blue eyes locked with mine, searching for the slightest hint of a lie. She had that look of distrust about her . . . like she was used to people letting her down. That was all about to change. If there was anyone she could learn to count on, then that would be me. It had been a long time since I had held anyone dear to me. Too long since I treasured something close to my chest as if it were the most precious thing on this earth. My whole future was staring back at me, crying out for me to seize it. The beast in me wanted to sink its teeth into her neck and claim her for my own, but a faint voice inside my head was beseeching me to hold off. To give her time to warm up to me and learn to love the monster I’d become.I pulled out a switchblade from my back pocket, and her eyes flared wide. Maybe I should have warned her first, and I sure as shit shouldn't have chuckled, but I just couldn't seem to stop myself.“Hold still, I’m just gonna untie your hands.” I tried to make my vo

Kian"Here, why don't you freshen up and let me take care of everything else?" I said, handing her the bundle.She was just about to apologize for being a burden, but I exaggerated clearing my throat with an abrupt, “ahem”. "Go on, get." I jerked my head. "I need to square a few things with the Prez and have the doctor check you over."Gia bobbed her head and smiled. As soon as I heard the soft click of the bathroom door closing, I pulled out my phone and called Dr. Rayne. She informed me she would be over within the hour, so I contacted Jaxton next."Hey . . ." He answered the call in an anxious tone. "Blade and Ace told me what happened. I thought I gave you strict instructions to bring all captives to the clubhouse? What part of that order confused you? Because it seemed pretty straightforward to me.""I got this one, bro. Just trust me on this, okay?" I replied, pacing the living room floor."It doesn't work that way, and you know it. We need to find out what she knows. Maybe she

Gia Kian's room smelled just like him: leather, smoke, and engine oil. He hadn't made his bed this morning, leaving the comforter in a bundled heap. I had to straighten it out before I could lie down. His mattress was so soft it was like I was floating on a cloud. The same whitewashed walls flowed throughout the apartment. He wasn't big on cleaning. I could tell by all the dirty fingerprints around the light switches. His house was far from filthy, just disorganized.There weren't any pictures or posters anywhere, certainly nothing that could tell the story of his life. Beast, Kian, or whoever he said he was, remained a mystery. He didn't own matching furniture; it was as if he'd gained things as the years went by. Bike parts were on top of every surface like greasy ornaments. My eyes landed on the ashtray full of cigarette butts, giving away the fact that he smoked. Was he the kind of guy who liked to light up after he fucked? I glanced around to see if I could spot any feminine ite

KianI couldn’t sleep.Violent thoughts whirled around my head like a tornado. I wanted to hunt down and kill Claw, but that was a dumb idea. It had to be done right. There was no way I could wage a personal war without dragging the entire club into it. Gia was mine, and that was the second half of the problem. One thing was stopping me from telling her that. I didn’t want to influence her choices. If she felt any spark of attraction toward me, it had to be as nature intended. Not because I turned all “caveman” on her ass and dragged her to bed by her hair. That wasn’t me. I wasn’t Claw.Gia didn’t deserve a moron like him, or a monster like me. She deserved so much better.It was usually peaceful out here on the balcony top at this time of night. A high-pitched war was taking place in the parking lot. I peered over the rendered wall to scan the ground below. Two stray cats were fighting like Berserkers and making enough damned noise to wake the dead. It made a change — me being a spe