Brave as It (Hellions Ride Out #7) Read Online Chelsea Camaron

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Mafia, MC Tags Authors: Series: Hellions Ride Out Series by Chelsea Camaron
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Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 52639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 263(@200wpm)___ 211(@250wpm)___ 175(@300wpm)
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“Is Emmalee with O’Leary then?”

“Yes, and so is the other woman, Dia.” He casually lets out like it isn’t a big deal.

“Get up with Link,” I tell Karma. “If he can get any kind of lock on Emmalee or Dia have him send me the pin.”

“Don’t know much about you Hellions,” Stone continues without missing a beat, “but I know Dia is your president’s daughter. Tripp made it clear who she is and the depths he will go to for his daughter. I’m not fucking around with that. Got a good relationship with Ravage MC. Cruz said no war. The only reason I took Tripp’s call was because Cruz cleared him. You get me? For Cruz, I’ll stand down. You threaten me again, I’ll wipe out your entire club.”

Rage boils inside me but I don’t have time or energy for this tit for tat shit. “I get you. We can settle our battle of whose balls are bigger after I have Emmalee back safe.”

“She’s a fine piece of ass, you got,” Racer says with a smirk.

“You don’t want war; I suggest you shut your brother up. She’s mine.”

Stone laughs while I find none of this funny. “Calm down, Racer likes to rile people up. Emmalee is hot but she’s never been open to anyone around her. Bitch has walls up and we ain’t the kind of fuckers to put forth the energy.”

“How far out ‘til we get to my son and Maritza?” Karma asks deterring the conversation from Emmalee which is probably for the best. He knows me and these two keep up this shit, I’ll lose it. We need them and all of it without the distraction of a fight.

“Two minutes, for the boy and the woman” Stone replies. “For Emmalee and Dia, your club is on the way, but I don’t think we got that kind of time Hellion. I got my guys digging in to get a location, but no luck yet. Once we have it, we ride out to get her and Dia. Hellions will need to give us a marker, but Tripp understands our terms already.”

“I go with you.” I mutter through gritted teeth. O’Leary has Emmalee and Dia; he’s crossed a line bigger than coming to Haywood’s Landing. He should have brought this fight to the Carolinas.

“We’ll have a location in the next sixty seconds, Busted.” Karma states looking at his phone. “Link got it.”

Racer twists in the seat to look at me. “Get it, man, you got pride. But you got no legs. You’re gonna hold us back. Don’t worry, we won’t let Emmalee think less of you.”

I lunge forward wrapping my arm around his throat pressing him into the seat. The only thing that keeps me from falling out of my seat is the seatbelt. “Don’t you ever fuckin’ underestimate me. I can do anything any one of your mother fuckers can do and I can do it without my fuckin’ legs. And you may not want me there, but I’ll be there, and I’ll be the one with one shot, one kill. I’ve got more training in my non-existent pinkie toe than you have in your entire able body.” I release him and to my surprise both Racer and Stone laugh.

“Got balls, Busted. You’re in.” Racer says clearing his throat. “Didn’t see how far you’re willing to go ‘til now. Emmalee, she matters.”

I don’t reply as I sit back in the seat the rage inside me boiling over. We pull into a small parking lot of a motel in front of door number seven. Harleys are parked around so I know we’re in the right place for Maritza and Hollis.

“Karma, here is your stop,” Stone explains. “Looks like Hunter got the Tampa chapter to ride in to take his back. You’ll have support until you leave.”

“Pin is coming, Busted.” Karma says giving me a somber look, “They aren’t far away. You give me a second to tell my son that I’m here, I’ll ride out with you. Gotta get Maritza to trust these guys with Hollis and get treated. I’m with you, brother, after that.”

“Karma, Maritza need you and Hollis needs you more. Go do you. I have my new friends here and I don’t know that Emmalee or Dia have a second to spare.”

He nods. “Don’t like it, but I get it.” He looks to Stone, “shit goes down and Busted is not okay comin’ out of this, I’ll personally end every person in your fuckin’ blood line.”

I don’t like separating. It’s always good to have a brother you can trust at your back. These Sons I do not trust at all. Beggars can’t be choosers and right now I have to get to Emmalee and Dia.

“You Hellions like to fight, it seems,” Racer taunts.

Ignoring him, I hand my phone to Racer who shows it to Stone as he backs out from the parking spot. The prospect moves in to sit in the seat Karma vacated since the third row of seats have been removed from this van.


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