"I agree," Gray responds, his tone hardening. "But I also believe that you should stay on your side, and we'll stay on ours. It'll keep the tension between our two clubs down." "Oh, so you want a treaty?" Bones asks, his eyes gleaming with amusement. Gray doesn't answer, just watches with that
TW: Child abuse, suicide, emotional distress Mason With King and Niko gone for the meeting with the Iron Serpents, and Zuri finally asleep upstairs, Alyssa and I are alone. She's watching "Enchanted" for what has to be the millionth time. I've never actually watched the damn movie. That's usu
Alyssa My chest is tight as I sit beside Mason, thinking about his story, replaying every heartbreaking detail. No wonder he's so guarded, so closed off. He's been through so much, and all I want to do is hold him longer, like somehow my touch could chase away all the pain he's been carrying for s
Alyssa The next morning, Zuri and I are moved into our "temporary" room in the clubhouse. It's bigger than I expected, more like a mini-apartment with a bedroom, kitchen, and attached bathroom. They didn't skimp on making it feel comfortable, bringing in new furniture since Zuri's room is still in
He says nothing. Instead he crosses the room in a blink of an eye, his hand snaking around my throat. "I can still punish you," he growls. "You're not immune to getting spanked just because we're here." I scowl at him. "We're not together anymore. I don't want anything to do with traitors." I snee
Nikolai "Your employee...Isaac Carter, where is he?" I ask, the question sharp and cutting through the silence in the room. The man tied to the chair shifts uncomfortably, sweat already breaking out on his forehead. He clearly wasn't expecting anyone to break into his office, not after it was lock
Alyssa After finally putting Zuri to bed, though it felt like a battle considering how long she fought, I find myself in the dark, wide awake. I understand now why Zuri struggled so much. This place is new, unfamiliar. I miss our beds at King's place. The silence of the room feels oppressive wi
I sigh bitterly. "Guess that depends on how obedient I am." Or how unlucky I am. There's no doubt in mind that Isaac would drag it out. He would make me suffer before he finally killed me. Make sure I watch him steal Zuri away from me. That's the kind of monster he's become. "I want him dead s
I sit up, blinking the fog away as we pull into the lot. "Can I go with you? I need to stretch my legs." And fucking pee. Niko glances at King. "Fine. Five minutes," King says sternly. "Not a second more." Niko nods once. "Heard." "I'm coming with you," Mason says, already sliding the door ope
Mason soon returns to the car, a new pair of keys clutched in his hand. His face is unreadable, but tense. Something else must've happened. He opens the back door and grabs my hand to help me out. "Let's go. I'll fill you in on the bad news once we're out of here." My stomach plummets. Bad news
Alyssa We sit in the car, parked beneath the flickering lights of a gas station that looks like it's two seconds from giving out entirely. It's 2 a.m., freezing outside, and the only reason I'm not shivering is because Niko's got the heater blasting like he's trying to cook us. Mason steps out to
I brought this heat down on us.Fuck. King's gonna kill me.I drag their bodies into the bathroom, wipe down every surface I touch, and shut the door behind me. Then, I glance both ways down the hall. No doors opening. No screaming. The silencer didn't echo loud enough to stir anyone up. But my tho
WarAfter two straight hours of trying to block out the circus act happening next door—moans, groans, skin slapping, and Niko's ridiculous fucking whimpering—I'm ready to put a bullet through my own head. I guess the whole fuck-fest is them "making up" after Alyssa gave them the silent treatment al
We obey.Mason's fingers slide inside her, curling just right, while mine find her clit, circling fast and tight. She whimpers. Then moans. Then screams—loud, guttural, breaking apart in our hands.I glance at the wall, wondering if War's listening.I mean, there's no fucking way he can't hear this.
"Shit," I breathe. "If you're down, I'm down."He straddles me carefully, adjusting with slow movements like he's afraid he'll hurt me. It's kind of nice. But ridiculous, considering how badly I want him to ruin me.His balls drag across my face and fuck, I can't stop myself—my tongue flicks out.
NikolaiMy jaw's clenched so tight I swear I might actually crack a molar.Alyssa's riding Mason like she's got something to prove—like every bounce is laced in vengeance. Her eyes burn with a cold fire, the kind of ruthless command she only pulls out when she's been pushed too far.And God, it's be
He's not off the fucking hook either. I glance back at Niko. He's panting, eyes glassy with lust, still kneeling on the bed like a good little sinner waiting to be pardoned. "Niko," I say, my voice sharper now. Commanding. "Bend over."His brows lift in a flash of surprise. And then... he obeys.