Page 6 of Fallen Rider


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The women crowd closer to each other, sharing worried looks. It’s Beth that my eyes are drawn to, though. It’s a subtle movement, but I don’t miss the way my sister-in-law’s hand goes to the swell of her stomach, where my niece or nephew is growing.

She’s anxious—we all are—but she has good reason to be with a baby in her belly. My brother has been an overbearing nightmare since he found out Beth’s having his kid. Not that I blame him. Things are out of control. Never before have I felt any danger from being associated with the Lost Saxons—at least not until Simon Wilson appeared on the scene. Since then it’s all been downhill, with Tap and Dylan betraying the Club and now the Reapers trying to muscle in on the Saxons’ territory.

“Darling!” Mum’s voice reaches me before she’s pushing past Sofia and Chloe, who are gathered around me. “Are you hurt?”

I shake my head, and give her the words, because she looks like she needs them.

“I’m fine, Mum.”

She watches my hands before her gaze snaps to my face, clearly not assured.

“Jem took care of me,”I add, hoping this will help.

“Of course he did,” she murmurs, her faith in my brother unshakeable. “I wish Adam would get here, too.”

I glance at my younger sister, letting the question dance across my expression, but she shrugs then signs to me, “He’s rounding up other family members, I think.” There’s no reason to sign—I can hear—but we often communicate like that when we want to speak without being heard.

I can’t stop the shiver from crawling up my spine. I hate the idea of my little brother being out there, but I also know he can take care of himself. He’s as capable as Logan and Jem.

“So, this is what war with the Reapers looks like?” Beth mutters.

“I guess so,” Sofia concedes.

I can’t help but think they’re both wrong and this is only the prelude to the main event.

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