Moon’s Promise – The Last Riders Read Online Jamie Begley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, Crime, MC Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
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“I didn’t hit my head. I fainted,” she admitted with an embarrassed look as Moon held the car door open for her then got inside with her.

Buckling in his precious cargo next to him, he pulled Larissa and his son back into his arms. It was going to be a while before he was willing to be farther away than arms’ length.

As Greer pulled out onto the road, he looked out the window and saw The Last Riders getting back on their motorcycles. He would thank them all when they came to the hospital. He didn’t even worry about leaving his motorcycle behind; one of The Last Riders would have his back. They always did. They always would.

Linking his fingers with Larissa’s as she fed their son, he raised her hand to his mouth.

“Moon …”

“Hmm?” Moon pressed a kiss to the top of her head as Greer drove them down the steep road.

“There’s something I feel I should mention about us getting married.”

Moon jerked his head up worriedly. “You’re not changing your mind, are you?”

“Oh no … It’s just …” She hesitated then gave him a firm look. “I still want us to get married, just don’t expect me to sign any prenuptial agreement.”

EPILOGUE ONE

Ginny walked inside the diner and took a seat at the counter. It wasn’t long before Marty came lumbering out from the kitchen.

“I wasn’t sure you would be open today.”

“Should have stayed home. You’re the first customer I’ve had today. Been closed for a week. Everyone knows what happened here. Customers are either going to come back, or they won’t, regardless of how long I stayed closed.”

Her eyes went to the stitches on the side of Marty’s forehead. “How’s your head?”

“Better. I don’t feel as if it’s going to explode anymore.” Marty squinted, moving sideways to stand in front of her to avoid a ray of sunshine beaming on him from the window. “You want your usual?”

“No, thanks. I’m not hungry.” She straightened the dull napkin holder. “Can I ask you a question?”

“I didn’t take you for being a nosy shit, fishing for details about what happened.”

Ginny searched the face of the man whom she had considered as one of her fathers. “Why, Marty?” she asked him huskily. “When did money become so important to you it was worth more than a human life?”

Marty’s eyes went over her shoulder to stare out the front window. “I’m surprised that husband of yours let you come in here to ask that question.”

Remorse that she had befriended the man standing on the opposite of the counter had been eating away at her since Nickel’s and Widowmaker’s deaths.

Any hope that he would be repentant about the lives he had destroyed died at his unmoved expression.

“Gavin doesn’t know I’m here.”

“That doesn’t mean The Last Riders aren’t out there.”

“True.” Ginny met his gaze truthfully. “But they aren’t. At least, not yet.”

“What gave me away?” Marty laid an arm on the counter to support his weight. “Greer should go into acting. I thought he bought my story about getting locked in the freezer.”

“None of them bought your story. They had to wait until they could have a church meeting to set your punishment. The whole Ohio chapter had to come down for the meeting to place their votes for Wizard to carry out your punishment, as you’re the one who ordered Pace’s hit.”

“Figured that out, too, huh?” Marty straightened from the counter and started walking to the kitchen door without a backward glance toward her.

Sliding out of the chair, she followed him into the kitchen, watching him put hamburgers on the grill and drop fries into the fryer.

“Charles sent a text to Lily when he saw Gavin following them. He knew he wasn’t going to get away and wanted her to know of your involvement.” Ginny watched as Marty flipped the burgers. “Charles has loved Lily since they were kids. I guess he didn’t want to take the chance she would one day be at the wrong time and place, like Larissa.”

“They have their meeting?”

“This morning. They had to wait for Moon until he was ready to leave Larissa and his son long enough. It was traumatic, him coming so close to losing his family.”

“The Last Riders here wanted Moon to carry out my punishment,” he said matter-of-factly as he laid hamburger buns out on the counter and raised the fries from the fryer.

“No. They voted for Viper. As president of The Last Riders, it’s his right to exact justice since Pace was a new recruit under Viper’s protection. Moon had to be there so Viper could hand the responsibility over to him if he decided to ask. Because Viper and Wizard both had the right to be the one to administer what the clubs voted for, Moon was allowed to ask if he could administer the punishment because his rights superseded both Viper’s and Wizard’s.”


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