If any man had ever behaved like this, I would have despised it.
There was no denying the pulsing between my legs, the way I felt my slick pleasure dripping into my panties. I was starting to find her possessiveness comforting, knowing that anywhere I went, she’d be watching. No one would ever be able to take advantage of me again.
Except for Dom.
She owned me, and I owned her.
Whether I liked it or not, there were parts of me that were only Dom’s.
And now I was hers to claim.
62
LEO
To be honest,I’d been itching for something to take my mind off all the drama in the house. But The Oracle’s latest mission wasn’t exactly what I’d had in mind.
Kiera’s birthday had been a nice change of pace — for once, Dom let us loosen her lead, and she looked happy. Free, almost.
But as we loaded up on the bikes, Kiera was looking less like her brazen self and more like the scared little thing we’d rescued from the bar.
Fumbling with the zip of her jacket, Kiera looked up at me with those big green eyes, full of fear. “Are you sure he won’t be there?”
“Positive,” I nodded, rubbing her arm. “A scout has eyes on him. And if he moves… I’ll have you out of there long before Gabe is a concern.”
The reassurance didn’t quite soothe her, but it eased the tension in her shoulders just a little.
I loathed that we had to ask Kiera to come with us on this mission. The Oracle believed that there was something in Gabe’s apartment that was paramount to our takedown of Zeus. And they’d ordered the three of us to find it.
The four of us.
I shook my head as I watched Kiera slip on her helmet over the wig that she managed to make hot and fasten the chin strap.
After our first little visit to Gabe’s apartment, Zeus had moved him into some high-rise fortress. This wasn’t going to be as easy as the last time we broke in, but it was necessary.
And, as backwards as it felt, having Kiera with us was a necessity, too.
We couldn't guarantee that the house would be safe forever. A few months ago, I would have bet my life that Zeus had no idea this place existed. But a lot of what I’d known to be true then was a lie, apparently.
It had already been a lot to hear Dom’s latest confession: that she’d been sending us to watch Kiera for months before we found her outside Red Poison. All those months Spence and I were convinced that we were making headway on discovering what disease was spreading through the Hudson Valley.
Let alone the anxiety I was starting to feel about my own parents' connection to Isaac. As far as I knew, they’d been casual acquaintances. But I knew better than to trust a word out of their mouths.
I tried to take comfort in knowing that we’d been Kiera’s guardian angels for longer than I knew. But it didn’t stop the betrayal from hurting any less.
What I knew for certain was that the longer we had Kiera, the more Zeus was stepping up their efforts to find her. And it would be reckless to leave her unguarded off an assumption about their intel.
As much as I trusted the rest of Violence, there was no one I trusted to watch over Kiera like the three of us. Keeping her with us, as hard as the mission would be, was a guarantee that Zeus would have to leave three bodies in their wake before they could lay a finger on Kiera.
And even that assumes that one of their weak ass grunts could knock down a Valemont Violence biker.
At least we were still united in our willingness to die for Kiera.
I sighed as I pulled on my own helmet and hopped onto my bike. It seemed like that was the only thing we had in common, nowadays.
As I guided Kiera onto the bike, I couldn’t help but scowl at Dom, already revving her engine up ahead. The birthday gesture had been nice, but it wasn’t an apology. And from her stubborn fucking attitude, it was clear that none of us should expect one anytime soon.
Things were the worst between her and Spencer. Dom had tried getting Spencer gifts and doing her favors, buying disgustingly expensive gifts for the kids — really, everything short of just fucking apologizing.
