Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Whizz stared at her for several seconds. Neither of them spoke or moved. Lacey didn’t know what else to say to make him see her point of view.
“I’ll go and talk to Tiny. Eat something or I swear I won’t take you anywhere.”
“I’ll eat,” she said.
He left, locking the door behind him. Whizz didn’t trust her, and she couldn’t blame him. She wouldn’t trust herself either. This club wasn’t just a place for men to get their rocks off.
The Skulls was a family to the core. Tiny united them all within Fort Wills. Would she ever become part of their dynamic? The whole setup seemed too good to be true.
Walking into the bedroom she saw the plate waiting for her.
She picked up the knife and fork. The pancakes were no longer warm. She didn’t mind. Lacey ate through the stack while watching the door.
Time passed. She didn’t know how much time had passed before Whizz opened the door.
“Tiny has agreed, but we’re taking Lash with us.”
“Why?”
“Tiny doesn’t trust you, and he doesn’t want anything to happen to me.” He carried a pile of clothing. “Angel gave me this.”
Finishing off the last pancake she took the clothes from Whizz, heading into the bedroom.
“Be warned, Lacey, you try anything and Lash has been ordered to kill.”
“That’s why Lash is coming? You couldn’t shoot me?”
“I’m not interested in killing you. I’ve never wanted to kill you. It’s why you’re alive today.”
She stared at the clothing in her hand then up at Whizz. “If it was left to the other men in the club, they’d have killed me?”
“You risked the club, Lacey. You’re a Savage Brother, and you should have died with the rest.”
Closing the door, Lacey knew it was because of Whizz that she was still living. Would the other brothers kill her?
Pushing those thoughts from her mind, she quickly stripped down. She needed to get out of the clubhouse and see the reality of her situation.
****
Angel tucked some hair behind her ear as she made her way toward the secluded warehouse where Gash had told her to meet him. She hated doing this behind Lash’s back, but this was the only way she could protect herself. He was going into town with Whizz and Lacey. She wished she could go with him, but he’d told her no. Lash didn’t want her anywhere near Lacey while she was so unpredictable.
Angel loved him with her whole heart, and the only reason she was doing this was for him. If she’d not married him, fallen for him, she wouldn’t need to worry about the future. She wanted more children and to be a real part of the club. There was no way she could do that while being at the mercy of every crazed enemy that rolled through town. She was tired of being afraid of the unknown.
Rubbing her hands together she stood waiting.
“You came?” Gash asked, rounding the corner. He was smoking as he moved toward her.
“I was serious about this. I want to be able to fight and look after myself. The only way I can do that is by getting someone to teach me. Prison wouldn’t have been a comfort.”
He tilted his head to the side, staring at her.
“What happened this morning bothered you. Raven is nothing but a whore to be used, and you couldn’t stand for the bitch to be put in her place.”
“Lash was being crude. He can’t step in for me.”
“Those bitches will walk all over you. You never hear them saying shit to Eva. Lash protects you because you’re too fucking sweet for your own good. What are you going to do when Lash finds out?”
“If Lash finds out what we’re doing, I’ll handle it. He shouldn’t be angry. I’m doing this for him.” She placed her hands on her hips, waiting for his comeback.
“Is that right?”
“Tiny wants him to step up as club president when the time comes. I’m going to need to fill Eva’s shoes. I can’t do that while being afraid. I’ve got a place to earn within the club.”
He took several steps toward her. She backed up, terrified.
Gash was taller than she was, stronger. He could hurt her, and no one would have a clue where she was.
Tears sprang to her eyes at the predicament she’d put herself in. Suddenly he stopped moving.
“Shit, you’re that scared?”
She shook her head, but she couldn’t stop the shaking. “I’m not scared.”
“You’re shaking, Angel. I’m not the enemy, but you’re scared.”
“Lash has told me you’re unpredictable and that a woman put you in prison for lies.”
“He tells you a fucking lot.”
Angel swallowed. This was a big mistake, and she said as much.
“Look, I’m not going to hurt you. You were not the bitch who cried rape and murder, okay. I’m not going to hurt you. I happen to like you.”