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
Alyssa Three days after being at the clubhouse, I feel like I'm somewhat settling in. I get along with all the guys despite the fact that the four other women who live here, aside from Nina, seem to hate me. I'm assuming King has fucked them at some point because every time he walks through the do
"Oh, I could finish it. But I don't look good in orange and my princess needs me." Gray abruptly stands up, tugging on my elbow. "We need to talk. In my office. Now." Oh, shit. I swallow hard, avoiding eye contact with the guys as I follow him past the bar. The weight of all their stares pres
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