But I’m still here.
He wants to make me feel worthless. Break me like he used to.
But I’m not that girl anymore.
I have people now. Real ones. A man who held me like I mattered. Who looked at me like I was worth everything. Who kissed me like I wasn’t too much, but just enough.
I close my eyes.
Mason.
Please find me.
Please.
Chapter 9
Viper
Thecallcomesinjust as I’m lighting a cigarette, boots planted on Saint’s porch, tension crawling under my skin.
I promised her I’d be the one to take her home from the coffee truck.
Promised her and failed.
“Road Captain!” Tanner’s voice is ragged, hoarse.
“What?” I snap.
“They took her. Ava. Four men and a woman. They jumped us. We tried. We fucking tried, but they knew what they were doing.”
My world tunnels.
I drop the cigarette and crush it under my boot.
“Where the fuck were you when they took her?”
“Outside the cabin. We didn’t see them until it was too late. She opened the door and they came out of the trees. I swear, man, I tried—”
“You’ll answer for this later,” I growl. “There will be consequences.”
I end the call.
Saint and Havoc are already watching me. Havoc’s leaning against his bike, arms crossed, jaw clenched. Saint holds his burner in one hand, a cigarette in the other, eyes gone dark.
“Someone better be dead,” Saint says flatly.
“Two prospects almost are,” I bite out. “Ava’s gone.”
Havoc straightens. “What the fuck?”
“They lured us out,” I snap, pacing. “That trafficking tip was bullshit. Ghost said it went cold the second he checked it. Whoever fed us that wanted us gone.”
Saint flicks his cigarette to the ground. “So this was a setup.”
My phone buzzes again.
Ghost.
