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“Slasher? But I thought… I don’t know. Don’t the Kings own you?”
Some of the Cunts scoff like the idea is ridiculous.
“Nobody owns us,” Rose clarifies. “We choose to be here.”
“Yeah, but—”
Beth interrupts me. “You’re not hearing her, Z. We chose this life, which means we chose the Kings,” she clarifies.
“We can still be exclusive if we want to,” Alana chirps.
“So are you exclusive with Slasher?” I ask curiously.
My cheeks turn red when Sasha and Alana share a look that’s all too easy to decipher. The two of them were… last night they… well, they were together, while also with the Kings.
“For now,” Alana answers easily. “At least in the sense that I’m not fucking other Kings, and he’s not sticking his dick into another Cunt. Isn’t that right, Slasher?”
When she shouts the last part, he comes back out, looking slightly annoyed. “Is what fucking right?”
“Do you stick your dick in anyone else’s holes?” she asks with barely contained glee.
“That depends,” he rasps.
“On what?” she volleys.
“On whether you let anyone else fuck you,” he growls.
I want to ask Slasher why he isn’t in church with the rest, but I don’t think I need to. I’m pretty sure he’s babysitting us. If my suspicion is correct, maybe I shouldn’t avoid thinking about the run in with Adam, and Rocco’s warnings.
Fuck, it can wait. At least a little bit longer.
“Enough of this stalling,” Sasha suddenly says. “Where the hell have you people been? And why did you fly out of here like a bat straight out of hell?”
Alana shoots me a glance.
“Nuh-uhh,” Rose says. “Don’t do that weird shit. We have a right to know since it clearly concerns the club.”
“How do you figure?” Alana shoots back.
Beth gestures behind us. “Umm the emergency church is a big fucking indicator.”
Alana sighs and shoots me an apologetic look. “Right. Gray and Zo had a run in with a Reaper prospect.”
As one, the Cunts gasp and begin talking over each other.
“Shut the hell up if you want answers,” Alana hisses. “Gray called Rocco because he wanted backup to pack some of Zoe’s things. Apparently, the Reapers have been at her house as well.”
“So you risked your life to help the princess get her precious shit?” Rhiannon asks, outraged.
“No, it’s not just that,” Alana explains. “We packed her papers, passports, and shit like that as well. So shut the fuck up.”
They did? Why didn’t I notice anything like that when we unpacked?
Shit, of course, I didn’t. I never thought to look in any side pockets or anything—instead, I focused on the main compartment in each suitcase.
This doesn’t make any sense, though. Why are they all up in arms like this? I know there’s some kind of rivalry between the two MCs, but is it really that bad?
“Why are the Kings so scared of the Reapers?” I blurt out, completely tactless.
