Chapter 87: King

The bike purrs beneath me. I've been working on it for the past month. There isn't a true farmboy out there who doesn't love to tear into an engine, and I'm no exception. One of the island men has been helping me when I run into trouble. Now, this baby purrs with power.

I take the winding turns with Beck on my tail. Even with a mate and child, he takes his bodyguard duties seriously. Not that I didn't try to get away without him, he's just caught on to my disappearing acts and is prepared.

Axel's schedule shows him at the southern end of the island for a week. It's where we're headed. I could have used the Morse Code machine, but we like keeping it for emergencies. The small electronic pulse it gives out attracts hellhounds. We use the machine for communication with the U.S. and little else.

The road winds even tighter once we're out of the city. Beck curses when he takes a bug in the mouth, and I laugh as he spits into the wind. The stars and moon light the night, and I enjoy the f