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“I will.”
The guys’ bikes were arrayed in front of the club, and Silver stared me down. A second helmet sat on his seat. I guessed he was my ride. Everyone except the five leaders left while I was in the dressing room. “If I’m staying with you guys, we need to go to my apartment and get things.”
He fit the helmet over my head, gently. “No.”
“Silver—”
Suddenly, his voice was in my ear through the helmet radio. “We’ll get your stuff, baby girl. But it can’t be today. We need to get you into our territory fast. I promise you’ll have everything you’ll need.”
The funny thing was, I still trusted him. What had been built over the last few years couldn’t be destroyed in an instant, even if I wanted it gone. Mybodytrusted him. “Fine.”
Puff fluttered her wings. “Careful because of Puff.”
I saw his eyebrows raise through the visor. “Puff?”
“Cream Puff.”
The corners of his eyes crinkled. “Hold on to her and hold on to me. We’ll get you out of here.”
He climbed onto the motorcycle, and all I could do was watch him. Every inch of his body was power, and standing over the bike was a striking image I wouldn’t forget. Hell, all five of them were like that.
It took me a second to climb on. Despite being around two motorcycle clubs for years, I’d never ridden one. It felt strange. Though part of that was because my entire body was pressed against Silver now, and that in itself was overwhelming.
Reaching up, I held onto Puff with one hand and put the other on Silver’s hip. His hand covered mine and pulled it to wrap around his stomach. “Hold on.”
That was all the warning I got before he revved and sped away. I gasped, curling into his back, gripping his shirt with my hand. Cream Puff made a tiny sound and burrowed deeper into my jacket. Good.
I realized my eyes were closed. Prying them open, the last bits of No Man’s Landflewby. And then we were out. I hadn’t stepped outside the boundary in years. Since I truly understood what it meant to be a hybrid and started avoiding anything which would mark me as fae like the plague. When I was younger, I didn’t know and didn’t care. No one was examining kids to see if they were forbidden hybrids, and my ears weren’t fae.
But as soon as I knew, I’d made sure I stayed safe.
Until now.
We flew through the city, Comet on one side, Delta on the other. Grave and Wraith followed close behind as we flew across bridges and all the way to the southern edge of the city. In an area that was more populated with warehouses than with people. But trees were visible beyond the buildings. “Is that—”
“The edge,” Comet said through the radio. “These woods are ours, too.”
“They’re yours?”
“Yes,” Wraith said. “They belong to us. A part of the compound.”
I blinked.Compound?
“I thought you were taking me to the clubhouse.”
“We are.” Silver’s voice was final. Turning a corner, an old-fashioned wrought-iron gate rose in front of us, and it opened like it knew we were coming. “The clubhouse isn’t the only thing here.”
A giant plaza unfolded in front of us, the majority of it filled with motorcycles. Buildings lined every side, and I had no idea what they were. One looked like a church, steeple and all. Another building had several stories and was covered in windows. One was filled with light and noise, already telling methatwas the clubhouse. A bar which reminded me a little of a saloon. The only building with an entrance to the outside world. There were other buildings too, but the fence with the gate ran outside of them. Before we passed out of sight, I caught the fence disappearing into the trees.
Silver pulled up right in front of the clubhouse. There was room enough for all five bikes here, and I knew without having to ask that these were their parking spaces.
They lined up and dismounted, Silver lifting me off the bike and removing my helmet for me. He smiled, and his eyes were kind. “Welcome home.”
I said nothing.
“Come on.”
I didn’t move. There were so many fae in there. Music and laughter, and it was probably exactly what I needed, but I couldn’t bear it. I couldn’t face all those fae, many of whom I knew, at least by sight, when all I wanted to do was cry.
