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Eric.
Becker.
Euro.
My chest fills with anger as I push Gray from the SUV and clamber out after him. Adrenaline courses through my veins as I start to run toward them, but it’s like I’m moving backward, aimlessly getting further and further away from the carnage. I don’t miss the moment Axel steps out with his gun and pulls the trigger, dropping the Brute to the ground as the bike spins out in the distance before crashing into a container.
Axel’s wide eyes meet mine and it speeds my world back up as we meet beside our injured brothers. Wounded at the hands of another Brute.
Fury burns through me, and I’m charging toward the fallen Brute before I even realize it. There’s no question that this fucker is dead, but that was the whole point. I see it all now. He was a pawn, a sacrifice for their plans, as I read the words scrawled onto his t-shirt.
You will fall one by one unless you get in line.
THIRTY-ONE
Scarlett
It’ssurprising what sucking good dick can do for your mood.
I was already feeling less groggy this morning when I woke up, but everything that followed with Ryker has me feeling practically normal again. Well, as normal as I can be. Admittedly, I wasn’t quite ready for someone to touch me just yet, the anxiety I was swamped in bringing all of my pain and trauma to the forefront of my mind. I didn’t want to admit that out loud though. A moment to myself is all I needed, and now I’m excited for him to get back.
A climax is calling to me, not one from my own hands, but from one of theirs, or preferably, their dicks.
My cell phone vibrates on the mattress beside me, pausing the podcast for a brief moment before it continues to play. I glance down at the message that pings on my screen and instantly tense, looking around my room like there’s someone here to see me.
Kronkz: Hey, weird hot guy check in. You’re welcome. Everything okay? I know you usually drop off the face of the earth from time to time, but never this long. If you need me to come save you from something, then say the word, and ideally, where you are because you’re impossible to track. Let me know.
Fuck.
I consider any type of response that can explain the mess of my life.
Hey, I’m good. Just lost my entire home to a fake explosion that killed everyone I ever knew, but it’s all good because I’m getting fucked like nobody’s business and living my best life.
Hey, I’m alive, still keeping all of my secrets, surrounded by people who don’t know the true me. So, nothing new, how are you?
Hey, come rescue me from myself, would you? I should have run immediately, but now my life is intertwining with what was once the enemy. Help a girl out?
Hey, everything is amazing. Fancy playing a video game later?
I don’t send a single one of them. Instead, I toss my cell phone to the side again, pretending like I haven’t seen it. Flopping back on my bed, I almost roll off it when my bedroom door swings open and Emily rushes inside.
My heart lodges in my throat, my eyes widening as I glance at my cell to make sure the message is no longer on the screen, but she’s not paying any attention to it. Before I can utter a single word to her, she’s thrusting her cell phone in my face, a panicked look in her eyes.
She gulps hard as I bring it to my ear, but I don’t speak until I hear someone else on the other end of the line.
“Scarlett, are you there?”
Frowning, I glance at Emily. “Emmett?”
“Obviously, who else is going to be calling my sister’s cell phone?” he grumbles, like I’m being stupid, but all I can see is Emily’s face, the strain to her jaw, the tightness around her eyes, with unshed tears threatening to fall.
“I’m looking at an upset Emily here, Emmett, I had no fucking clue who would be causing her that pain,” I snap in response, hearing him curse under his breath before he sighs.
“Shit, please keep an eye on her until I get there.”
“What’s going on?”” I ask as Emily takes a seat beside me on the bed.
“You helped with my leg, so, how are you with bullet wounds?”
