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Swift shakes his head. “Her orders were to make you fall forher, so when you knew it was her who was going to be the one to kill you, it would be fucking heartbreaking. We wanted you to feel at least a little bit of the pain my father feels every damn day when he thinks of the team he left behind.”
“I left them behind too!” I scream at him. “I feel that fucking pain every. Damn. Day. But I don’t go around plotting the demise of the insurgents who killed them or the fucking American government for sending us there in the first place. It wasourfucking job. Our mission was to protect the ambassador and his family. Gates and I did that.I don’t know whatmorehe fucking wants fromme!”
“I want you to admit you killed our team,” Gates bellows from behind me, Mav, South, and Dutch holding him captive.
I spin, staring at how frail he has become. “Do I tell myself every fucking day that I killed them? Yeah, I fucking do. But if I really stop and think about it, therealanswer is no. I carried out the mission, Gates. I hate that they died. Most days, I wish I was with them on that field, but wecan’tlive in the damn past. We gotta move forward. This rumination shit gets you nowhere but stuck in stagnant muddy water, drowning with nowhere left to breathe.”
“You a fucking poet now? While that’s touching and all, you shouldn’t be allowed to get away with what you’ve done,” Gates growls.
“I haven’t gotten away with it, Gates. I suffer every fucking day. I joined this club because of what happened. And while I willneverregret joining Defiance, it stoletwo yearswith my daughter from me. Two years where I thought she was dead.Thatwas fucking torture.You think I haven’t suffered? I assure you, I have lived through worse pain than you could possibly imagine.”
“Boo-fucking-hoo! You got your fucking daughter back. All you do is fucking whine about your fucking bitch of a daughter,”Swift rebukes.
I turn, raising my gun, anger flowing through me like a swarm of enraged bees, the hum ringing in my ears when my finger pulls the trigger without a fucking second thought. The gun recoils in my hand as Swift screeches in pain, his knee jerking back as the bullet slams into his kneecap. He drops to the ground like the sack of shit he is, the guys still holding his arms.
Gates surges forward, but the others hold him back. “You fucking bastard! You shot my son,” Gates yells.
I lift my gun, aiming it at Gates this time, my breathing fast and heavy. “He called my daughter a fucking bitch.No onetalks about her that way. I’ve had enough of this shit. Brothers, take them to the farm.”
They all chuckle as Swift shakes his head adamantly. “No! No! Alpha, you can’t do this to us.”
“I can, and I will,” I reply.
The guys begin dragging them, struggling and fighting to get away.
I turn to Haven, a curious expression crossing her face. “You ready to see why the pigs are so fat?”
“No… really?” She lets out a small laugh.
“Oh yeah! Why else would bikers have pigs?”
She smirks. “I thought it was for the manure for the cannabis plants. You know, because it’s packed with essential nutrients like NPK, and it contains a load of organic matter helpful in improving soil texture and quality.”
I stare at her, my smile widening. “You’re adorable when you nerd out on me.”
Swift and Gates continue to howl as the guys drag them to the farm.
“Fuck off!” She punches my arm, shaking her head. “Okay, let’s go see my babies eat some fuckers. I hope it’s bloody and painful.”
I let out a bellowing laugh while I follow behind her and we head for the farm. “Oh, it’s going to be bloody and painful, all right.”
And I can’t fucking wait to watch the show.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Alpha
The pigs can sense a change in the atmosphere. They’re running about in their pigsty like ravenous beasts, waiting for their food as the guys and I crowd around the front of their pen. I stand in front of Swift and Gates while the guys hold them back, and I shake my head.
“Gates, you planted your son into our ranks to get back at me. We were a brotherhood. I thought that stood for something. I guess I was wrong. You’ve brought Swift into the mix and somehow got me to trust him to the highest degree. Now you have to watch him suffer foryoursins.”
Gates spins to Swift and turns up his lip. “He knew what he was getting himself in for. Gates men are built strong. My son will go down fighting for the cause.”
Swift glares at his father. “This was never meant to be the outcome, Dad. I was meant to be running this place, not banished from it and fed to the fucking pigs.”
Gates turns up his nose. “You failed your mission, son. You deserve everything you get for being a complete failure to the cause.”
Furrowing my brows, a small sense of guilt flows through me. Having a crazy sonofabitch like Gates for a father, I see the pressure Swift was under, but it doesn’t excuse the shit Swift has done.
