"Alyssa." His voice is sharp, cutting through the air like a whip. "Why would you even say something like that? Aren't you pregnant right now? Is that why King said you wouldn't talk about it? You want to die? Do I really need to have you admitted into a fucking psych ward?" His questions cause a
War "Are you not telling them that you met up with Isaac last week?" I ask Bones, lazily gripping Irina's ponytail as her head bobs up and down in my lap. She's my favorite whore, always surrendering herself to my dark needs. Logan's usually smart enough to stay buried in the back of our mind w
Grayson "Babe, who was that?" Christine asks, propping herself up on her elbow. The cream sheet clings to her curves, but her tone is flat—disappointed. Again. "Club business," I answer, my voice clipped. She nods, laying back down and turning away from me, her shoulders stiff. I know I've
"War just called," I tell him, my voice turning serious. "I don't know what, but something might pop off tomorrow. Alyssa and Zuri don't leave our sight." "They weren't going to anyway," King replies, his voice laced with a dark possessiveness. "Alyssa's riding with me, and Zuri's riding with Niko
Alyssa After bathing Zuri, Niko helps me put her down for the night, gently planting a kiss on her head as he tucks her into her crib. The sight makes my heart clench. These moments—quiet, peaceful, filled with love—feel stolen, fleeting, like sand slipping through my fingers. Downstairs, Niko
King When we get home from the job, Mr. Rivera's pathetic pleas are still ringing in my ears, but we washed his blood off at the clubhouse. Mason heads straight to his room with a muttered "Goodnight," leaving me in the hallway, torn. Part of me wants him back in our bed. He's been keeping his dis
Alyssa Mason's scent hits me just before I feel him settle between my legs, his cock pushing into me slowly. At this point, I don't even need to look to know who's inside me. King's cock is a monster in both size and thickness. Niko's is the thickest, stretching my pussy to its absolute limit e
King Alyssa's body trembles beneath me as I press into her, inch by inch, savoring the warmth that wraps around me like home. She's sore—I can feel it. Niko and Mason fucked the hell out of her. But she takes me anyway, her nails digging into my back, her moans threading through the air like a mel
Even on the worst nights, when we crawled home from the clubhouse at dawn, I always stopped at her crib. Kissed her forehead. Whispered that we loved her. That ritual grounded me. Not doing it last night? Waking up in the morning knowing she'd wake up without us? It fucking destroyed me.We're w
NikolaiYeah. Letting Alyssa call Nina was a mistake.She's pacing the room like her skin's too tight, her lip trapped between her teeth, the burner phone pressed to her ear with shaking fingers. "Hey, Nina. Umm...how is she doing?"I glance at King. Then Mason. Then War.We're all bracing for it—w
Niko's hand smooths down my hair, his chest vibrating with soft, amused laughter. "It's okay, sweet girl," he murmurs, warm and teasing. "Me and Mace weren't complaining. And King—well, he was in a goddamn coma after that drive, so he didn't hear a thing."I hear the faintest smirk in King's voice w
AlyssaDespite the way Mason fucked me last night—slow, passionate, like he was trying to pull the sadness out of me one thrust at a time—I still wake up feeling like shit. Numb. Hollow. And aching in all the wrong places.Because no matter what I do, I can't stop the reminder that I won't get to
I thrust into her in one deep, hungry stroke, groaning as her pussy tightens around me like it's welcoming me back home.Fuck. I've missed her like this.I brace one hand against the wall, the other gripping her hip as I fuck her hard, driving the grief and exhaustion out of her with every thrust o
MasonAfter nine hours on the road, King is knocked out cold. Niko lies beside him, flipping through the TV channels with that blank look he gets when he's thinking too much. I'm at the window, AR-15 within reach, peeking through the blinds at the empty parking lot below.Alyssa's been in the showe
The guys had a little time with Zuri before she began fighting to keep her eyes open. I saw it on their faces—how hard it was to kiss her goodnight and walk away. But we all agreed. Leaving her here was the safest choice. Even if it feels like tearing out a piece of our hearts and leaving it behin
AlyssaLeaving Zuri behind is the hardest thing I've ever done. Harder than running from Isaac.Harder than learning I killed a man at seven because my father sold children for a living. Harder than choosing to die if it meant protecting the people I love. Because this...this feels like abandonme
He wants her to suffer first. "And you think any of us could live with that?" I spit. No one tries to step in and soften the blow. Because they know she needed to hear it. She swallows hard. Her voice cracks, but she catches it. "I just... I hate this. People could die because of me. I'm putting