"I was fifteen at the time," he continues, his voice low and steady. "One night, my mom got into a fight with her boyfriend. He took a knife and started cutting her, so I jumped in, and the fucker managed to get me. But it wasn't enough to stop me. I beat him half to death. My mom called me a fuckin
King "Niko," I groan, hearing Zuri cry through the baby monitor on the dresser. It's only been a few hours since we passed out, but that's what happens when you spend all night fucking. "I got it," Alyssa mumbles against my chest, her voice slurred with sleep. But her body says otherwise. She's
Nikolai When I slip back into King's room, Alyssa's still naked and asleep, bundled up in the covers. I hate to wake her up when she hasn't had enough to sleep, but Gray's demanding we be there in an hour. "Sweet girl, wake up," I whisper, leaning down to kiss her shoulder as I gently pull the c
As soon as we enter, King's gaze snaps to mine, and the tension hits like a sucker punch. Most people wouldn't catch it, but I know him well enough to tell that he's fucking pissed. The scar over his eye tightens and pulses, twitching with every second we've been gone too long. Oops. I definitely
Alyssa I can't believe we're going to the clubhouse. The Crimson Reapers' clubhouse. The one place I've been forbidden to go my entire life, both by my father and Gray. The closer we get, the more tension builds in my chest, like a pair of headphones you can't untangle. "I can practically h
"And she agreed to this?" Mason asks, his voice even. "Hey, who do you think I am? King?" Niko asks, sounding half-offended/half-playful. "Plus, it isn't just about sex with her. We're together now." Together. It sounds so strange hearing it out loud for the first time. I steal a glance at Ma
Alyssa When we step inside the clubhouse, I'm hit with a wave of testosterone and tension so thick, I almost choke on it. Two massive men stand at the door, their muscles bulging like they either live at the gym or spend their days breaking bones. Thankfully, they barely acknowledge me as we walk
Alyssa Inside the elevator, the déjà vu feeling creeps back in. I look around, trying to figure out where I've seen something like this before. Isaac's law firm? No. "Alyssa," Gray's voice snaps me out of it, and when I turn to look at him, for a split-second, I swear I see him as a kid, stand
I instantly remember when he told me his mom used to call him that.Of course she's a reason why he spiraled.I reach up to cup his face, my fingers stroking his beard tenderly. "Stop it. You're not a monster." My gaze shifts to the tattoo of my name over his heart, and I trace a finger over it, eli
"Please. Let me help you," I say, my voice cracking with fierce love for this new version of the man I love. "Let me make you feel whole again."He stares at me, his jaw working as if searching for words. After a long, heavy pause, he finally admits, "What if you can't fix me, kitten? What if I'm to
AlyssaSomething jolts me awake—a gut feeling that something's wrong. I sit up, realizing I must've dozed off after Gray left and one of the guys moved me to the bed. Niko and Mason sleep soundly beside me, snoring like bears that haven't hibernated in years.I smile softly, glad they're finally cat
Fuck. I hate that we had to miss her appointment today.Another damn reason why King's so on edge.I pass the ultrasound to Mason and gently lift Alyssa into my arms, careful not to wake her. "Were you trying to stay up for us, sweet girl?" I whisper, pressing a tender kiss to her temple as her soft
NikolaiI stare down at Vince's crumpled body on the floor, a bullet hole mangling his forehead. I can't decide whether to feel relief or dread. With Gray's bullshit, my gut screaming suspicions, two back-to-back hits on our supplies, and his mom unexpectedly showing up, King finally lost it.He ca
Gray: I know, but I'll handle it. Me: You mean Alyssa will handle it. She's the only one gonna be able to stop that motherfucker from blacking out and killing us both. I just hope you know what you're doing. Gray: He'll just have to understand. I did what I had to do. Me: Understand my ass. Ma
War I lean back in my chair, taking a slow drag from the blunt, letting the smoke curl between my lips as I watch Isaac begin to stir. Blood drips from his forehead where I headbutted him, streaking his pretty-boy face with red. Good. I should've done worse. Hell, I wanted to do worse. But I s
I bite back a laugh. "No schedule. We just do what we want, whenever we want."Chelsea exchanges a look with Ashley before turning back to me, mischief twinkling in her eyes. "Okay, but do they ever get jealous? Like, what happens if one of them wants you, but you're already with someone else?"Ashl
AlyssaAs soon as the ultrasound technician hands me the printed copies, I tuck them carefully in the diaper bag. I can't wait to show the guys later. I haven't seen much of them since the other night when we were all together. Usually, I'm already knocked out by the time they drag themselves home i