Page 86 of Twisted Fate

“Because, I like you. There’s another crew coming to town. Satan’s Soldiers are a whole different level of fucked up, so keep an eye out. Okay?”

I frowned, relaxing more as he watched me as if waiting for me to burst into tears or some shit.

“What does that have to do with me? I only got warned about you because you’d use me to hurt Skeet, so…”

“I’m not like the Soldiers, babe. Yeah, I was going to play with you to get under Skeet’s skin when I met you, but I was never going to actually hurt you. The Soldiers on the other hand are coming for you specifically.”

My blood ran cold as I stared at him blankly, my heart thumping in my chest.

“The fuck for? I don’t even know them.”

“No, but news travels fast between crews, and they’ve heard about you dealing with Tristan and Liam. When a tough bitch comes and fucks shit up, crews get excited, alright? The Soldiers want you gone, and it won’t be a pretty way to go.”

Fuck.

“I can handle their bullshit, Hunter. I handle yours just fine.”

He stepped closer, his fingertips gently brushing my arm, causing my skin to tingle at his touch.

How come when I panic these days, I get horny too?

“You can’t handle them. They won’t just threaten to shoot you and drop you in a hole, Rory. These guys are nasty and have no respect for women. They’ll torture you for weeks before actually letting you die.”

I ran a hand over my face with frustration before meeting his gaze again, not understanding what I was supposed to do with that information.

I kept my expression hard, not wanting to show him any weakness.

“So, what the fuck do I do then? I don’t even know what they look like or anything. I’ll shoot at anyone who tries to come near me.”

“Trust me, you’ll know if you see one. Talk to Slash, I fucking mean it. Be careful,” he said gently, giving me one last glance before turning to leave the shed.

“So, you’re fucking the enemy now? Nice touch, Aurora,” Skeeter called out from across the room, and Hunter instantly turned to face him with a blank expression.

“No, but I’d ask her about what I spoke to her about. Before she’s fucking dead,” then he left with his guys, all eyes going to me to explain.

When I stayed quiet, Diesel moved over to me and gently touched my arm.

“What did he mean by that? Did he threaten you?”

I sighed, resting my forehead on his shoulder for a moment to get a hold of my thoughts, before moving into the middle of the room to speak.

I couldn’t deal with it alone, even I knew that.

“Another crew’s on the way. They want me gone, and Hunter was just giving me a heads up.”

Slash tensed, instantly on full alert.

“Which crew? The fuck did he tell you about it?”

“Words out about who really killed Tristan and Liam. Apparently, tough girls in this scene don’t always make a good impression, and for some reason I’m something to be dealt with.”

Skeeter smacked his hand on the table and spoke up, not hiding the fear in his voice.

“Which fucking crew, Rory?”

I knew by Hunter’s concern that they were bad news, but I kept my voice steady as I replied with a cringe.

“Satan’s Soldiers.”