When the Past Comes Riding InRhea's POVThe sound of engines hit me first. Not just a few bikes. Dozens. The deep, threatening rumble that made the ground shake and sent every instinct I had screaming danger.I dropped the wrench I'd been holding and ran for the clubhouse. "Jax! Inside, now!"My son looked up from where he'd been playing with toy cars in the yard. "But Mom..""Now!" The command in my voice made him move, scrambling toward the door.Around me, the Steel Serpents were already mobilizing. Rook burst out of the clubhouse, gun in hand, his face grim as he assessed the situation."North entrance," someone shouted. "At least thirty bikes."Thirty. My blood turned to ice.The Grim Howl patch. The message is carved in metal. I'd known they were coming, but I'd hoped for more time. More time to run, to hide, to protect my son."Get the civilians inside," Rook ordered, his eyes finding mine. "Rhea, take Jax to the safe room."But I couldn't move. Couldn't breathe. Because the b
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