All Chapters of Wolf Riders MC: Chapter 91 - Chapter 95

Grace’s POV“We’ll get them through your brother, Carlson,” Prez stated – as if he’d already thought this through. Hell, he probably had but didn’t act on it because he didn’t want me in any kind of danger.I shivered, just thinking about the hard, possessive kiss earlier. He kissed me as if he needed me more than his next breath. I didn’t know you could love someone as deeply and completely as I loved my big, bad biker. He gave me that teenage, butterfly-in-your-belly feeling that I never thought I would experience when I got to my age. Made me smile like a goofy fool and laugh uncontrollably without feeling ashamed of it.He made me feel like being me was enough…“You need to call him and draw him out somewhere where we easily can access him,” Prez continued, looking at St

Grace’s POV“WHO’S BRILLIANT IDEA WAS THIS ANYWAY?!”Gunshots were going off left and right, and all I could really do was duck down and cover my head with my arms, trying to make myself a small a target as possible. I was facing down, unable to see what was going on around me, and in a way, I was grateful for it. Because, if the sounds of screams, shouts, and guns fired were any indication of how bad it was...I didn’t want to see it!“Yours!” Prez growled into my earpiece, and I heard more shots being fired. It echoed somewhere in the distance as well, indicating that he was somewhere close by. “Now stay low!”Like he needed to tell me!I let out a small whimper, and tugged my legs and arms closer to my stomach, wishing I could roll into a

Grace's POVWithout a word, I followed him upstairs. He took me two doors down the hall and entered one room – not even knocking first. I don’t know what I was expecting – some scene out of a porn film or at least naked girls plastered all over the wall. What I absolutely didn’t expect was to find a room filled with hand-drawn pictures of motorcycles, wolves, and even some landscapes drawings. My mouth dropped as I watched in astonishment the amazing details and how realistic they looked. There was a picture of his mother holding a baby, that I imagined was Cade. Another picture of baby Cade--- and another one! I smiled. He had a lot of them, reminding me of how much he loved his baby girl...There was one of his motorcycle. One of the members that weren’t around anymore or had moved out of the clubhouse. Some of his sisters and--- I grinned when I found a picture of Steel and Knives back in t