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“There is, kid. Just not the one you want.”
When I didn’t respond, he added, “Search your smarts, Lynx. You’ll see I’m right.”
Mom…
He was right. If someone still wanted Ev, they knew she’d be at the clubhouse. Ev had to be hidden away to blend back into a world that wasn’t connected to us.
Us—
I inhaled as the truth seeped inside me. “You guys know who’s after her.” I regarded my surroundings. “Is that why I’m finally outside?” I was getting riled.
“Boy, don’t start,”
“It’s someone who’s connected to that bitch Legend fucked.”
“Jesus H. Christ. You’re already sounding like a Stallion.”
“Am I right?”
He rubbed the back of his neck. “We’re working on it. That’s all you’re getting out of me.”
I’ll never forget the way she screamed as they took her from my embrace. It felt like losing Mom all over again. As she reached for me, I cried, “We will be back together some day. I swear it, Ev.” My dad tried to touch my shoulder to offer me comfort, but I wanted nothing from the man. I shrugged away, following my crying sister. “You hear me, Ev? I swear it.”
As the car pulled away, Everleigh being taken from everyone she knew, I ran after her for a few steps. When I realized my attempts were futile, I screamed to her, “I swear it!”
Then… I turned to ‘Legend’ and snarled, “You.”
Wiping a hand down his exasperated mouth, his own tears drenching it, he pled, “I had to, son. She has to be safe.”
Snot and spit dripped… “I. Fucking. Hate. You.”
Pain edged all over a face that had been aging daily, he nodded. “I’ll always love you, though.”
Leaving Legend where he stood, destroyed, I was thankful for my new shadow following me.
Time passed…
How do two young men become deadly rebels? Have them raised by the Steel Stallions: a one-percenter motorcycle club that was quickly rising to be a notorious group of men whom very few dared to fuck with. And the ones who had weren’t coming out to play and accept what they had comin’.
“Vice, you fuckin’ clock this guy.” I was so pumped up, you would’ve thought I was in the ring with gloves. Like I was the one who had been training for years.
I wish I had been. I wanted the freedom but wasn’t allowed. If I got hit in the head and received permanent brain damage, I would be leaving our ‘precious’ club’s future hanging.
On his stool, Vice’s oversized body leaned against the ropes, trying to catch his breath, all the while, staring at his opponent. With his mouthpiece, he didn’t talk, but his firm nod told me my boy was locked on his target and ready to win.
My Stallion’s black leather cut stretched as I grabbed his shoulders and proudly shook. “Finish this fucking guy. Then you get pussy, brother.”
A horned-growl vibrated under my hands.
Because of this fight, that we had mad cash riding on, Vice hadn’t had a piece of ass in weeks and was a tyrant because of it.
Wings and Jett started laughing. Whichever club girl was going to have to deal with my best friend tonight was in for a hell of a ride.
Vice and I were young men now, both patched Stallions, but neither of us was an officer. I couldn’t help but feel we were on standby—Legend’s chess pieces to place where he saw fit, whenever he wanted.
Legend never recovered from Mom’s death, and his mental battle was volatile at best. As was mine. All anyone could do was try to ride out our storm of overwhelming emotional rage, fear, and greed for revenge.
Once patched in, I learned that, not only had Legend cheated on my mother, but he did so with a planted spy against the club. Everleigh’s mother was much more than a gorgeous stripper. Not being an officer, I wasn’t privy to how the beyond-messy situation was handled once she was discovered, and pregnant, but I could imagine that it was a deadly clusterfuck.
