The shock had worn off and the disaster we were in had become clear.
No doubt, she wasn’t a total stranger to violence being the sister of the Crimson Crows president. Would at least know a modicum of his brutality.
She hopped on and I peeled out, yanking back on the throttle, the back tire slipping and sliding on the soft earth as I tore up the dirt lane.
Theo and Kane were right behind.
We kept our headlights off as we raced back through the woods toward an obscure back road. A road there was little chance Kent and his men even knew about.
My plan was almost foolproof except for the part that Elena was gone and one of his guards was dead.
He’d know Silas was responsible, and it’d only be a matter of time before he came for revenge.
Chances were, we’d started a war.
The only saving grace was Kent valued money above all else. A single guard down wasn’t going to cause him to lose any sleep.
He’d bide his time. Make a plan. Try to bend Silas to his will. Doubted he wanted him dead. He just wanted him under his thumb.
Five minutes later, we hit the deserted road, flicked on our headlights, and flew for town.
We made the forty-five-minute trip in thirty, and we slowed as we dipped into the valley and hit the main drag of Moonlit Ridge.
The town was long past sleeping, the night long, even the bars locked up for the night.
Theo made a left to head for where The Sanctuary was located on the far north side of the lake.
Kane and I eased along Culberry Street, passing by the darkened windows of the trendy shops and restaurants. My attention caught for a fraction of a second on River of Ink, the tattoo shop River owned, wondering idly if he was going to mind adding another tattoo to the rest.
Another body in the ground. Another flame. Pretty soon, I’d be completely overcome.
Kane’s headlight dipped out as he made a right into the parking lot of the club, before he followed the lane that led to his house tucked about half a mile back on his property.
I increased my speed when we hit the winding road at the opposite side of town and headed up that side of the mountain.
My grip trembled on the handlebars. Body vibrating with an energy I couldn’t quite process.
Elena hung tight, though I could feel the ravaging of her heart. Her fear palpable as she put her trust in a stranger.
I kept glancing behind me, making sure no one was following, before I slowed at the nearly hidden lane that led through the woods to my cabin.
The bike jerked and bobbed as we made our way over the rugged terrain, then my heart was doing something very fucking stupid when I caught sight of my cabin tucked beneath the trees, knowing Daisy was within its walls waiting on me.
Silas pushed from the wall of the garage where he’d been standing, disbelief filling his features as he tried to process who was on the back of my bike.
A moment of confusion.
Then he came running.
Hitting the brake, I pulled to a stop, and Elena jumped off and threw herself into her brother’s arms.
Sobs ripped out of her as she sagged against him as he held her up.
“It’s okay, it’s okay,” he murmured, though he sent me a glare from over her shoulder.
What the fuck?
I killed the engine and swung off my bike.
