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“Good. Now get some rest, and we will meet tomorrow at dusk. I expect you to have everything in order by then.” Without another word, Lawrence disappears.
Before Sawyer has a chance to open his mouth, I charge him and knock him back into the cell, crashing his back to the wall. I snarl and snap my fangs, my whole body rigid with my anger. What the actual fuck is happening? This was supposed to be an in-and-out operation. We weren’t supposed to make this kind of deal with an asshole. We already have one that is just shitting all over us back in La Vega.
“You better have a fucking good reason as to why you made this deal without even talking to us first. And second in command? We are fucking equals, Sawyer.” I fist his shirt in my hand, tightening the collar around his neck.
“Knox, please. Calm down.” Hayley’s soft voice whispers from behind me, and it’s the only reason I don’t punch Sawyer in the face.
I know he did what he did because he was protecting Hayley, but he needs to know that even if I might’ve done the same thing if I were in his place, he can’t start making decisions on everyone’s behalf. We always agree on what to do together as a crew. It’s how things work between us and how it will always work. Hayley isn’t just his. She’s our girl, and the future he chooses affects everyone.
Slowly swiveling around, I face Hayley and her big blue eyes and quivering lip. I can’t stand the sorrow on her face, so I close the space to her and kiss her, trying to stop her mouth from trembling. I hug my arms around her and pull her in close, savoring her touch and how perfect she feels in my arms.
“I’m sorry. This whole situation is just fucked up. All I want is to take you back to the Bella. I want to kiss you and show you how much you mean to me and to get Sawyer’s smell off you. It’s making me incredibly horny. I’ve missed you.” I try to keep my voice light despite the darkness burning through me. “Can I at least take you back to the room here since I know taking you home is impossible? I’d like to make sure you are physically okay.”
“As long as you promise to shower with me first,” Hayley says, tilting her head back to look into my eyes.
“Absolutely. I’d like nothing more than that.” I lick my lips and kiss her again. “And then we need to talk.” Shifting, I look at Sawyer and Monroe. “All of us.”
The two of them nod in agreement.
Sawyer motions for us to follow behind him. “Tell me about it. Our lives are about to change. Not only that, so will our eternities.”
A part of me hopes for the better, but the more realistic part of me knows that it’s going to be hard. Things could get worse.
I have a feeling that the only way we are going to get the life we want is if we succeed at taking La Vega from the leadership and stopping Lawrence from trying to move in.
Humanity depends on it.
So does the Bella Crew.
Chapter 8
HAYLEY
Dhampir Life
“THIS COULD ULTIMATELY be a good thing. We’ll have access in and out of the city. Do you know what we could accomplish with that kind of clearance?” Sawyer sits on the edge of a queen bed, his long legs bent as he rests his elbows on them.
“I don’t fucking care about any of that. Tell me about dhampirs. How the hell did you even know about them?” Turning in the rolling chair, Knox meets my gaze. “How are you taking it? It had to be one helluva information bomb. I can’t even imagine, vixen. I can barely wrap my mind around it myself. I need to know what you’re going through. I need to figure out if there’s anything I can do to help you.”
Monroe bounces the balls of his feet, moving me up and down on his lap. He rests his chin to the crook of my neck and kisses my skin softly. “Can I just fuck someone up already? Maybe I can take your damn place at whatever the fuck these Fright Fights are. I’m not going to lie. If I can fuck up some crazy vampire, I’m good.”
I can’t stop the laughter bubbling from my throat. Shifting on his lap, I turn sideways to get a better look at his face. Monroe grins at me, showing off his fangs, and I stretch closer and kiss him. I can’t help myself. He’s so hot when he’s all riled up and needing to embrace his murdery, crazy-ass side.
“You would be amazing.” I nuzzle my nose to his, feeling his beard tickle my chin.
“He might be skilled enough, but look at Sawyer. He’s a fucking freakshow. He might have tons of people lining up, and Lawrence knows that.” Knox links his fingers together.
I crinkle my nose. “Freakshow? Far from it. He’s sexy and tall. Handsome. I can’t get enough of him.”
My words light Sawyer’s face with a cute smile.
“Yeah, yeah. We get it, little bird. You want to bone him all the time now. I think I could still put on a better show.” Pulling his knife out, Monroe twists his hand and spins it by the hilt in front of me. “We could have a lot of fun. Just imagine all of the training I’ll put you through.”
I giggle as he growls and kisses my throat again. “I’ll even let you pin me on occasion. Maybe. I rather enjoy seeing you beneath me.”
Heat flushes my face at how easy it is for Monroe to talk about these kinds of things in front of Sawyer and Knox. Actually, they all are comfortable with it. I can tell that since he mentions it, they’re all now thinking about having sex with me. And I know for sure that Monroe is, because I feel his dick harden under my ass.
So I wiggle. I roll my hips teasingly, just wanting to do anything to distract him.
