Kade – Fallen Crest High Read Online Tijan

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“Mase,” Channing barked.

I whipped around, seeing Axel bent over and vomiting. Steele looked back at me, too stunned to do anything more.

Channing jerked his hand toward Moreaux. “KO that piece of shit.”

“You were going to show that kid how to take a punch,” I taunted, my voice cold. “Let me help you out with that.” I didn’t give any more warning before bringing my fist down. I got him clear across the cheekbone, through his nose, and his body swung all the way around before falling to the cage floor.

Thud.

He was out.

I stared at him, wishing he’d open his eyes again. Round two. I was game, but nope. He was unconscious. Turning, I bent down and swept up my phone, seeing the recording stopped at some point. I looked down at it and decided to send it to Logan. It’d be an early gift for when he arrived in LA. He’d have all sorts of ideas what to do with it when—a thunk sounded.

My head whipped up.

Something fell from the rafters in the ceiling, a whishing sound.

It took a second for it to register, but it was a blanket. Blankets. Plural. Someone was… Was I actually seeing this? Someone was using them to slide to the ground. I looked up. Where had they come from? There were some rafters above, but this person came from the ceiling. What the—they landed with an oomph and a grunt.

She fell to her knees, but quickly got up, throwing her arms in the air. “I’m good. I’m here.”

A second person slid down after her, and this one ended on her feet. She was also wearing cowboy boots.

The first person grabbed her, steadying her.

The first person was my wife. “That was so good,” she gushed, clutching onto the second arrival.

My wife was here.

My. Wife.

I was going to explode.

She brushed off her leggings and blew out a breath, pushing some of her hair off her forehead. She’d been grinning, almost stupidly grinning, until she saw the look on my face.

She coughed and stepped back. Her mouth pursed. “Uh…”

“Heather?” Channing growled, wrapping his wife in his arms. She was the second person to have made a dramatic entrance from the ceiling.

From. The. Ceiling.

I glared at Sam. How the fuck had they gotten up there? Was there anyone else up there?

“Um…” Sam glanced at Steele before doing a double-take and giving him a longer frown.

Then we heard a shout from outside, something snapped, and the warehouse’s main door that was used for trucks, shot up.

Two people stood in the middle of the opening.

I recognized these two as well.

So did Sam as she froze.

Maddy stepped forward, her arms crossed over her chest, her chin raised. She looked too fucking cool for school. Max was with her. He was a lot more wary and a lot more checked into reality as he saw his mom, who was now motionless in his dad’s arms. He winced, closing his eyes and pressing a hand to his forehead.

My daughter, on the other hand, smirked. Her eyes were alive, her body was practically vibrating. “I don’t know what we’re doing, but this is the most exciting night of my life. If we’re becoming a real life family of vigilantes, I am in.”

41

MADDY

Iwas so horny. Like, truly horny. I felt like I was an omega in one of those omegaverse books, and I was in heat. This wasn’t healthy. It couldn’t be. I felt ready to come, which sounded weird and disgusting because my parents were here, and so were Max’s, but it wasn’t about that. Or them. It was because this was the action I’d been missing all my life.

I loved Fallen Crest.

I’d never felt so alive. It was like I was drunk, but I’d never been this blissed out from alcohol. It was like I was on speed. Or how I imagined that would be. The only drug (besides allergy medication and antibiotics) I’d done was a bit of marijuana, and I hadn’t liked it. It made me chatty, and I tended to tell people about some of the twisted shit in my head. I usually wasn’t invited back for another smoke.

But this? With my dad sneaking out, then my mom, then Max and me? We’d heard some yelling, and the violence in the air was palpable. And the smells in here…

Blood.

Violence.

Adrenaline.

Ahem—violence. It bore a repeat.

Purpose.

Violence.

My heart pumped so fast. I was tripping out.

“Logan Malinda Kade!” My dad lunged out of the cage and stalked toward me.

Oh. That wasn’t good. My full name, from my dad.

I swallowed my excitement. I needed to tone this down. I blinked a few times, trying to get some fear into my eyes, but fuck. I couldn’t. This night was already amazing. I was so on for this shit.

“Mason.” My mom ran over, touching my arm before Dad could get to me.


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