Page 47 of Scythe's Grasp


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“I told you Scythe and Styxx were mine,” she snaps.

“No, they’re not. You can’t own a person or put a claim on someone unless they agree to it,” I explain, and considering Scythe is telling me that Styxx is my future brother-in-law, it means Scythe is mine in more ways than one. “Now, simply answer the question. Yes or no, did you mean to help Porter?”

“Yes,” she sneers, crossing her arms over her breast smooshing them upward. “I wanted you out of the way, and he paid me two grand to help him.”

“And was the money worth it?” I ask. “Was it worth going against the club?” I step toward the barsand lean in. “Are you happy knowing you nearly got me killed?”

“If only you’d have actually died.” Slick spits.

“Right, and that’s why I hope whatever the club decides to do with you is worth every second of you getting what you deserve.”

“Oh, I have something in mind,” Beast speaks ups. “You don’t have to worry about it. She’ll be sticking around for just a few more weeks. I’ve got a buddy going to be coming for her.”

I turn my attention to Beast and eye him curiously, then look to my man. “What’s going to happen?”

“She’s going to a place in Virginia called Fairies of Healing Institution,” Beast answers.

“You’re going to send her to a mental hospital? Seriously?”

Several of the men chuckle, but it’s Scythe who answers. “Freckles, she’s not going to a hospital. She’s going where she can suffer for years to come for what she’s done in what’s pretty much an underground prison.”

“Oh,” I whisper. “Well, that should work for her.”

“Don’t worry, she won’t be getting away from the warden. They don’t call him King of the Underworld for nothing. Dude seriously looks like a skeleton. Fuck, she’ll probably die of fear at seeing him before trying to escape,” Styxx snorts.

“Well then,” I shake my head and curl into Scythe, “knowing that, I think I’m done here. She’ll be in good hands, and we can go to the lake, where I can relax.”

“Good.” Scythe tilts his head down, rests his forehead against mine, and smiles. “I’ll get you nice and relaxed, then we’ll relax in other ways. Including me loving you the way I want to.”

My heart soars at hearing him say those words. He’s not a man to talk about his feelings, and hearing him speak of loving me in any way always makes me happy he didn’t let me get away from him. Even when I gave up, he grasped hold of me and didn’t let me go.

EPILOGUE

BEAST

Staring across the clubhouse, I watch the ol’ ladies surround Bristol with their warmth and friendship. I haven’t really seen her since she got out of the hospital. She refused to see me. She told me to leave, and I did.

I didn’t want to, but I knew she needed time to heal. I figured I’d give her time to overcome what happened to her at the hands of Porter. No matter how much I wanted to be there for her. She at least let the club take care of her.

Reaper put her in his house with him, Ivy, and their twins. Far as I know, this is the first time she’s been out, and that means she’s healing. Right?

I tilt my beer to my lips and swallow several mouthfuls, finishing off the cool brew. With a little more force than normal, I slam the bottle on the bar top and motion for Gizmo to get me another one.

Tonight, Gremlin is getting his cut, though he’s said more than once he thinks he doesn’t deserve it, but he does. It wasn’t on him what happened to Josephine and that fucker Porter getting his hands on her. He’d been tased. The moment he came to, he did right. Now he’s going to be one of us and lose the shit name we’d given him. The club voted that he was to be Serpent.

Until later, the ol’ ladies are around, and kids are either in seats or toddling and crawling around. Some are being held by my brothers. Things have definitely changed around here, and there’s nothing wrong with it. It actually feels damn good.

But it won’t be for me.

The woman I want doesn’t even want me around her. Maybe it’s time I decided to go on the road for a while. Take some time to get my own head together with what she’s been through. Either way, she’s gone to me, no matter what I want.

I think that’s exactly what I’ll do. Get out of here for a while. See if I can’t help the club with pinpointing where the Scarlet Needles are. Those fuckers put a contract out to take some of the women, like Stella, and I don’t want the club hurt any more than it already has been. It’s time that group was put in the ground once and for all.

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