“I don’t mind it,” Orla shrugged her shoulders. “I know Ace showers before he sees Sheridan becauseshe’s queasy about it, but I guess you just make it work somehow.”
I sighed. “Niall does that. He showers in his room before he sneaks into my bed.”
Orla’s smile widened and she spun to face me directly, her back to the girls. “I knew it. Tell me everything.”
Shrugging my shoulders, I tried to ignore the thrill of talking about it with someone that was currently coursing through me. He’d been my dirty secret for years, and that’s how we liked it, but I was starting to think that I needed more now. I was starting to get scared about the need to have him close by.
I was starting to be undecided about leaving.
“Nothing to tell really, we’ve hooked up, but you already know that.”
Orla cocked her head to the side. “What’s weighing on you, hon?”
“I am ending it with him,” I told her. “I’m going to travel instead. I don’t belong here. I am Dog’s widow, and I know Ace only kept me here because of what happened. I need to find out who I am without Zach’s legacy hanging over me.”
“You listen to me,” Orla said, putting her hands on my shoulders and forcing me to look at her. “No one gives a crap about Dog anymore. He made his choices. They weren’t your choices, so you need to stop living in his shadow. No one thinks of you as his widow anyway. We all just assume you’re Savage’s woman, so do all the Nomads who come by. You’re off limits.”
I frowned. “But no one knows.”
Orla chuckled, and picked up her new drink. “Babe, everyone knows. You two aren’t as secretive as you think, and Savage definitely knows how to put the scare into anyone thinking of talking to you.”
That took my breath away. “He will get sick of me eventually. I think Leesha plans on putting her claim on him soon.”
Orla laughed. “That woman is going to have every hole of hers used by the Nomads if she keeps it up. She’s a nobody. Even the bunnies don’t like her, do you see her here with us, having fun? No. She’s an outsider who thinks she can handle a real man. Truth is, she’s going to end up used and abused.”
It’s the way of the club bunny life. At least our bunnies are respected because they know their place in the pecking order, and are genuinely there to support the club.
I looked around, realising that she was right. Leesha wasn’t here with everyone else. An icy sensation wrapped around my chest as I realised she was probably still at the clubhouse…with Savage. I knew what he was like after he got himself dirty…he would always come to me and fuck me senseless for hours. It was the best sex, fuelled by pure desire and rage.
Maybe I did like what he did in that shed. After… he would come seek his comfort from me and rock my entire existence to its core.
“I need to use the bathroom,” I told her. Orla nodded and headed over to the girls dancing up a storm while I snuck out of the bar and called an Uber. Once he dropped me off at the end of the long road, since no one liked to drop us at the gates to the compound anymore, I started power walking down the dirt road with one thing on my mind.
Put an end to Leesha.
Rage took over as I crossed over into the compound, the prospects not bothering to stop me. I’d have to get them spoken to if they continued to ignore people coming to the clubhouse without being reprimanded. We hadn’t been told to return which meant they weren’t done, and yet they let me just waltz on in here.
I could see the shed door was open and a blood trail was running through the grass of the grounds, but that didn’t stop me like I thought it would.
I couldn’t see anyone around, which meant they had all dispersed to clean up for the women to come back. I knew she was here though, I could sense it. Marching into the clubhouse, I looked everywhere, but the place was empty. That could only mean one thing.
Fury took over as I headed to Savage’s bedroom. The sound of the shower running had ice running down my veins. Kicking open the door, Leesha scrambled up off the bed where she lay in her underwear. She didn’t have the fresh fucked look about her which calmed me down a little, but why the fuck was she here in the first place?
Leesha held her hand to her chest as if I had startled her and moved off the bed before a malicious smile landed on her face. “I’m sorry you weren’t enough for him.”
I should have backed up and run, but I couldn’t seem to get my body to do what my head knew was right. Instead, I closed the distance between us and yanked her bleached hair back tight. She screamed as she flailed about on the ground I had dragged her to, unable to remove my hold on her hair. The bathroom door flew open and Savage appeared, naked and looking down at the scene before him, but I couldn’t pay him any attention.
I was mad as hell.
I had no right to be. But I was.
I kicked her in the sides and flung her head to the side, hitting it on the bed where she cried out for help. I straddled her and landed punch after punch into her face, and blood flew from her mouth and nose as I connected my fist over and over again.
A strong arm circled around my waist and lifted me off her. My legs and arms flailed in the air as he lifted me up without issue.
“Fuck off, Leesha,” he growled. “Get the fuck out of the clubhouse before I let her go so she can finish the job.”
“But…”
