The door swings open and Karev steps inside.“Really, Prez?Slammin’ doors?What the hell has your panties in a twist?”
“Cassia Fosca Decimus,” I grit through clenched teeth.
Karev raises one of his eyebrows and states with a condescending tone, “Your lovely future wife.”
Wife.As if I’ll ever marry the bitch whose family has the blood of my family on their hands.
Anger is still running through me when I tell him, “I failed to avoid running into her, and then she fucked up by touching me.”
“Dammit.Is the bond fully in place yet?”
I shake my head.“She only took it to the second level, which means our powers are now useless against one another.”
“So?”Karev shrugs.“I don’t see the issue here.You should have dragged her to the clubhouse and locked her ass up.She’s a good angle to use as bait.Her brother would come to her rescue so we can finally kill the fucker who’s been crawling the shadows for decades.Hell, we’ve never even seen him.You’d think someone with his level of vengeance wouldn’t wait decades to finish you off.”
He’s right, no one from my family, or my club brothers for that matter, have seen Cassius.Except for Senna.
Ignoring that comment, I decide to state the obvious and lean my forearms on the desk in front of me.“Fosca’s powers might not have an effect on me, but it doesn’t mean she’s powerless.”
Karev gives me a wolfish grin.“Fuck her power.Need I mention I come from a line where my ancestors guarded the gates of the underworld?”
Okay, he might not be wearing a wolfish grin, more like the grin of a three headed hellhound since he’s a Cerberus descendant.
Every member of the Lexmore Beach, Maryland chapter is a supernatural being.My VP is a hellhound, our enforcer, Shock, is a descendant of Jupiter and wields lightning.Holton is a centaur shifter.Triton, our Sergeant at Arms, is a Triva descendant, which makes him a warlock.Levan, our road captain, is a shark shifter.
We have more members who are a different kind of shifter.It’s become a rule not to add humans as members.We learned that the hard way when Cassius managed to influence a prospect.He somehow made him behead one of our own, and ride to Fatal’s Maryland chapter with the damn head in his saddlebag.
No more damn humans in our brotherhood.It’s the only way I can guarantee that fucker can’t control any of the member’s minds.Now, Fatal’s chapter might not have supernatural members, but we’re not the only Kings of Anarchy chapter with supernatural beings.
The president of the Massachusetts chapter has the power to camouflage, and another member is a vampire.The Nevada chapter is filled with different kinds of shifters.The president, Prowler, is a wolf, but there’s also a bear and a mountain lion.
Hell, the Ohio Chapter are scarecrows who protect their town, which is Halloween themed with a haunted hotel.Their club has a fall, horror, and Halloween themed business as a tourist attraction.
The Louisiana chapter is a mixture of vampires, demons, and shifters.Then there’s the Alaska chapter, their president, Blade, is a bear shifter who recently claimed a human as his mate.Vex, the VP, is a vampire and is stalking a woman named Tessa who recently found out what some of the members are.The Alaska chapter even has a fallen angel.
I could recite more details of other Kings of Anarchy supernatural chapters, but it’s safe to say we’re definitely not the only one out there.
Focusing back on my VP, I grumble, “We don’t need the attention.The bitch is a medical examiner working cases right here in our damn town.I can’t simply grab her, lock her up, and be done with it.”
“Shit.We knew she worked with law enforcement...really?She’s working as an ME here?”Karev rubs his neck.“That does complicate shit.”
“Ya think?”I grunt.
Karev grins once more before he says, “We might have to make Levan eat the next one, or Croc.Hey, they can share, even better.”
Flipping my shit won’t do any good and it’s why I take a slow breath through my nose, hold it, and breathe out.I mean, Karev means well with his suggestion for Levan, or Croc, another shifter with sharp teeth and an appetite for raw meat, to dispose of the next dead body we run into.Yet, it would still draw unnecessary attention if the damn woman shows up here unannounced.
My vision blurs and my surroundings shift into a room I don’t recognize.Until I glance down and realize my hands aren’t my own and are fist-deep into a dead body.
“What the actual fuck?”I grunt and blink a few times, making the visual evaporate just as quickly as it hit me.
“It was just a suggestion,” Karev grumbles, oblivious to what happened to me a heartbeat ago.
I rub my temples.“The bond between my fated mate and me might cause more damn issues than bringing down heat on the club.”
“More than her fucked-up brother who’s on a killing spree, and the law enforcement side?Does she have a cunt attitude you don’t find appealing?A shoe collection draining your future savings?A crab shifter she fucks on the side giving her the crabs?What?”
The fucker chuckles about his own bullshit crabs joke.
