I just wasn’t sure on which side he was going to land.
“So you think someone is watching, and your gut reaction is to take her to your house?” There was a prodding to Trevan’s words. An undercut of theI told you sorolling from his smug-ass demeanor.
Except there would have been no warning loud enough to prepare me for whatever the fuck I was feeling. The greed and volatility. The pull of something I didn’t understand.
“I’m not taking any chances. If something happened to her, this whole thing falls apart.”
And this mission was personal.
Vengeance.
Vindication.
The whole problem was that wildfire had to go and dump gasoline on the simmering mayhem.
“And you think this scumbag is going to give us everything we need to get this job done?” Cynicism rolled out of Styx.
I gripped onto the edge of the table. My sister’s face flashed through the back of my mind. Her body bruised and broken. Used as a tool to control me and my crew.
“I have to trust that he will. We have no other choice.”
I looked around the table. My glare was so pointed it probably drew blood.
“We know the devastation they breed. Know the sickness they pour out on this world. It’s our duty to stop them.”
A rustle of agreement rolled through, the pack of vicious bikers roiling with loathing and disdain.
My teeth clenched and I fisted my hands on top of the table.
“Born in chaos. Forged by iron. Sworn to vengeance.” I uttered the words with all the significance they held.
Crimson Crows’s pact.
Everyone banged a fist on the table as they repeated the oath they had made. “Born in chaos. Forged by iron. Sworn to vengeance.”
And none of us would stop until we saw it through.
TWENTY
SILAS
I creptinto my room like a wraith haunting the night. A dark shadow emanating from within and wisping out in front of me.
Guilt and gluttony vied for dominance.
A tugging at my insides as I slipped into the energy that filled the walls, pressing into her presence that glowed and radiated from where she slept in my bed.
Yeah, I knew full well I could have approached this differently.
I could have set her up with Trevan. It would have made more sense.
All of us knew it.
Bringing her here, taking her under my roof and into my bed, wasn’t doing anything but inviting trouble. Welcoming it with open arms.
No question about it as I gazed at her through the lapping darkness of the room.
Like autumn had descended and was sprawled out on the left side of my bed.
