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I’m not going to St. Matthew’s.
And I’m not going to make it home by curfew, either.
I step forward, giving all my attention to Farrow Kelly, unable to believe what I’m doing. “You guys have an extra motorcycle?”
Kade jerks his head toward me.
Farrow’s mouth lifts in a smile as he looks me up and down, a Green Street tattoo etched on his neck. “Yeah, but we don’t have a track, honey. Can you handle it?”
“I can handle it,” I reply immediately.
I know where they like to race. Phelan’s Throat. A closed road full of potholes and fallen trees that makes a steep climb with an even steeper down slope. If I can show my dad that I can race it, he’ll train me.
Even if it’s just so no one else does.
“Can I be your prisoner?” I ask.
“Dylan,” Kade grits out.
But I ignore him. “I need to get out of here for a couple of weeks,” I tell Farrow.
Farrow chuckles, looking to Kade. “Did I really just get this lucky?” But he switches his attention back to me before Kade can answer. “Daddy gonna be okay with this, Baby Trent?”
“Do you care?”
If he’s afraid of my father, he won’t admit it in front of everyone.
But he’ll take me. I’m perfect payback for Aro.
“We don’t trade women to Weston,” Dirk states.
But Farrow is already pulling out handcuffs and bindingmy wrists in front of me as a dark-haired young woman with three roses inked on the back of her left hand rips off a piece of duct tape and plants it over my mouth. It’s all a part of the ceremony of being a prisoner.
She smiles at me. “This won’t be fun, honey. Brace yourself.”
My stomach dives, and air pours in and out of my nose.
They shove over a guy with chestnut brown hair in exchange—I think his name is Stellan—as another one pulls me by the chain between the cuffs and leads me away with Farrow and the two young women.
“Dylan, goddammit,” Kade growls. “You’re going to get hurt.”
He says the same words he said five minutes ago about racing.
I resist the urge to look back at him as we cross the bridge, because he sounds almost angry enough to come and take me back.
Would I let him?I might’ve before. Kade liked to tug, and his pull was always strong.
Hunter was kind.
Kade gave his attention sparingly.
I always thought Hunter would be there.
Kade was so loud sometimes, I couldn’t hear anything else.
Hunter only took off his headphones to hear me.
But Hunter is gone, and I don’t know why Kade wants me around. The only thing that feels good anymore is racing.
