All Chapters of Steel and Sin: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Ashley stepped outside for air. Water dripped from the roof, forming muddy puddles between the bikes. She crossed her arms, exhausted, but the tightness in her chest wouldn’t ease. Nolan was barely okay. From inside, she heard shouting. Ashley turned. Jax and Ace were face to face, ready to explode. Cole paced near the bar, unsure whether to step in. “I told you we should have struck first!” Jax yelled, slamming his fist on the table. “But no—you wanted to wait. To play it safe. And now Nolan is bleeding out in the back room!” Ace didn’t flinch. “If we’d charged in like you wanted, half this club would be dead. You think anger wins wars?” “I think your waiting gets people killed,” Jax shot back. “While you plan, Alvarez’s men get closer. They already know where we are.” Ace’s jaw tightened. His voice dropped. “Maybe they know because someone’s been leaving clues.”

Rain had washed away most of the blood from the yard, but not the memory of it. Ashley stood by the window, staring at the wreckage beyond the fence. Delgado’s men were gone, but it didn’t feel like victory—just a short break before the next fight. Cole was outside, still limping but wearing his new patch with pride. Every time she looked at him, her chest tightened with pride, fear, and a pull she couldn’t shake off. She caught herself watching him too long—the way he adjusted his vest, the bloodstains that refused to wash off his hands. He caught her looking and gave her that boyish grin, like nothing could hurt him. It made her heart ache more than she cared to admit. She turned away quickly, pretending to study the layout. Nolan walked in slowly. His bandages were gone, replaced by a clean shirt, but the fever still hadn’t fully left his eyes. “You shouldn’t be up,” Ashley said, not looking at him. He ignored her. “We need information. Delgado wouldn’t send that many t

Ashley hadn’t slept. Ramirez’s words kept replaying in her head—You are standing in the middle of a storm, and you don’t even have a roof. She wasn’t sure if he was warning her… or marking her. By dawn, a truck screeched into the yard, tires spitting mud. Jax jumped down from the driver’s seat, his face set in a look that meant bad news and blood. “Got something,” he called, yanking open the back of the truck. Inside, bound to a chair with duct tape and rope, was a man Ashley didn’t recognize. Mid-forties, rough skin, broken nose. His shirt was soaked through with sweat, a cartel symbol half-torn off his sleeve. Cole hauled the man out, throwing him onto the floor. The man groaned, his lips split, one eye swollen shut. Nolan stepped out of the clubhouse, rubbing a hand across his jaw. “Who is he?” “Name is Rico,” Jax said. “Iron Fang runner. Caught him snooping near the fence around midnight. He tried to ditch a burner phone before we grabbed him.” Ashley crossed her arms. “So

The rain had finally stopped by morning.Ashley woke up to the sound of Ace breathing beside her. She just watched him for a few seconds—his calm face, the faint trace of a smile still there even in sleep. She didn’t know what last night meant, but it had felt real. And that was enough.She got out of bed carefully so she wouldn’t wake him and pulled on her hoodie. The floor was cold under her feet. As she walked down the hall, she heard voices from the kitchen—low and tense.Nolan’s voice came first.“…we are out of time. Delgado’s men are regrouping. I don’t care what intel says… we are not ready.”Ashley stopped halfway down the stairs.Jax snapped back, “We will never be ready if you keep second-guessing everything.”“I’m not second-guessing,” Nolan shot back. “I’m making sure we don’t die out there.”Cole’s voice joined in, rough and tired. “We are not the ones falling apart, Prez. You are.”No one said a wo

By the time the sun rose, the Vipers were already on the road… tired, bruised, and running on almost no fuel.None of them wanted to say what they were all thinking—La Boca wasn’t a win. They had just made it out alive.When they got back to the clubhouse, something felt wrong.Ashley’s stomach tightened. “Something is not right,” she said softly.Jax scanned the area. “Where is the gate watch?”Cole frowned. “There should be two guards out front.”But the post was empty. The gate was cracked open, like someone left in a hurry… or wasn’t coming back.Ace kicked a gas can near the bikes. It was completely dry. “We are out of fuel too.”Nolan’s tone turned sharp. “Check the armory.”They rushed inside. The lock was cut, and the ammunition boxes were overturned. Half the weapons were gone.Ashley picked up a bullet casing from the floor, turning it in her hand. “This wasn’t random.”“No,”