Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19107 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 96(@200wpm)___ 76(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19107 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 96(@200wpm)___ 76(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
But now? Now, I was ready to start my life and actually live it.
10
KNOX
They fucked with the wrong man’s girl.
All I could think about was how scared Kelsie had been.
All I could picture was her telling her story to all the patches in the meeting room just hours before.
I was gonna get my vengeance, and I was gonna saturate the ground in their blood because of it.
Someone would die tonight. Many would. My brothers knew it too.
We rolled out that night. No hesitation. No mercy. But Kelsie was always on my mind. Always.
Through snitches and contacts, we found out easily enough—thanks to my woman’s foresight to read the cut of the asshole who was currently taking his last breaths on earth—where the three fuckers were who had started this shit.
The warehouse was on the outskirts of town, right outside of our territory. We’d been told it was a place where a lot of vagrants, criminals, and undesirables hung out, because it was lawless.
The intel had come in fast—and we heard the three of them were holed up within those broken-down and debilitated walls right now. The Reapers had known about this rogue MC, a shit-stain of a club that was an annoyance to society.
They could have stayed alive if they’d just been that—an irritant. But they fucked with the wrong group of men, and we’d take care of these three tonight, then deal with the other MC members later.
We’d ridden out of town in silence and were now parked in the shadows of the alley, watching and waiting. My fists ached from holding my handlebars so tightly, wanting to use them to suffocate a man until his lifeless corpse fell to the ground.
I wanted my blade to sink in deep, to taste the blood of my enemies as it coated the air. And I’d make that a reality tonight.
I looked at the prez, watching him stare at the warehouse intently. I knew his mind was running a mile a minute, and then he exhaled, looked over at me, and gave one nod.
“Let’s roll out,” I said in a low, gravelly voice. And as we headed toward the warehouse in the pitch-darkness, I felt the adrenaline rush through me, felt my blood boil, and I just grinned.
Everything happened so fast. It was a blur of shouts and bodies and movement. The moment we kicked the warehouse doors open, chaos hit like a fist to the side of a face.
“Let’s get this party rolling, motherfuckers!” my brethren behind me shouted in unison.
Two of the rival patches came at us instantly, but another one of them tried to run. That poor bastard didn’t make it far before Stark tackled him to the ground. I watched as my MC brother slammed his fist into the asshole’s weak-ass jaw before grabbing his hair and smashing his face into the concrete. Stark stood, then brought his boot down on the runner’s skull until teeth scattered like dice across the warehouse floor.
I didn’t waste time. Kelsie had described the fucker who’d been up in her space, and I spotted him fighting with Traeger. Taker, the bastard who’d harassed my girl, was a big motherfucker, but I was bigger.
And I was meaner.
“That little bitch is mine!” I roared and charged forward. Traeger looked up at me and immediately stepped back, even going so far as to gesture toward Taker like my crazy-ass friend was a fucking showcase model on The Price is Right. So I had free rein to fuck up the asshole, who was currently spinning around, trying to figure out why the hell Traeger suddenly stopped beating his ass.
I slammed into him full force, dragging him back by the collar and smashing his head into the concrete wall. Once. Twice. And on the third crash, bone cracked, and blood sprayed out of him like a broken pipe.
The piece of shit slumped forward, wanting to let his body take him to the ground, but I yanked him up again by the throat and pressed him to the wall.
“You like threatening women, huh?” I growled, my face inches from his, and I bared my teeth. “That’s right. You’re a pathetic Iittle bitch, aren’t you?” I slapped him across his face, a move that was surely humiliating for a man of his stature, unused to going up against anyone who isn’t half his size. “Picking on someone you thought was much weaker than you. But she showed you, didn’t she, little bitch?” I bitch-slapped him again, emphasizing it each time I used the name Kelsie recollected him calling her while his filthy hand gripped my girl by her hair.
I pulled my blade from my cut and showed him how shiny it was. It wouldn’t be for much longer.
“How fucking stupid of you to think you could go toe-to-toe with us,” I snarled and then grinned maniacally. “Little bitch.” I spat a mouthful of saliva at him, and then my grin was back in place. “That was my woman you fucked with, and I’m gonna show you what I do to little bitches who fuck with what’s mine.” I showed him my knife again and heard the chaos behind me fade away as my brothers finished off the other two men and then stood there to watch me get to work.