Never Trust the Living (Battle Crows MC #7) Read Online Lani Lynn Vale

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Biker, MC, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Battle Crows MC Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 64910 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
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And it was getting exhausting.

I’d had to testify via webcam at the trial a week and a half ago to tell the jury my side of the story. And there Amon had sat, smug in the thought that he would get off easy.

By easy, I meant pleading of insanity and getting sentenced to a psychiatric facility he would never leave again.

“This is insane,” she said. “You can’t go.”

I pulled away from Mimi where she had my shirt in a death grip, then pulled away and hoped that by the time I got back, she got a few of her ducks in a row.

My guess? She wouldn’t.

And tomorrow, after this was all over, I would have to decide how to handle this. How to deal with her overprotectiveness that was bordering on suffocation.

I’d loved Mimi since I was fourteen. We’d been inseparable since. We graduated together. Started college together. We talked about me joining an MC with my brothers, and her becoming my old lady. We talked about our kids and our life together, where it would lead us.

But none of those possibilities were with how she was acting now. How every time I turned around, she was there, hovering, watching my every move.

It’d gotten to the point now that she stalked me. Wanted to know where I was going, who I would be with, and for how long.

Hell, I couldn’t even take a shit anymore without her standing outside the door asking me if I was okay.

“Fine,” she said. “If you’re going, I’m going.”

I looked at her with serious eyes and said, “No. You’re not. Because you can’t be around him and not want to claw his eyes out. I’m going. You can stay in the car and wait for me, or you can…”

That’s when we saw Amon’s sister, Dorcas, walking across the parking lot.

She looked haunted.

As in, she looked like she’d lost so much weight that I barely even recognized her.

“I fucking hate her.”

I looked over at Mimi with surprise. “Dorcas? Why?”

That completely surprised me.

Never in my life had I heard Mimi be mean… yet there she was.

“Dorcas Wheeler is the sister to Amon Wheeler.” She looked at me like I was dumb. “How could I not hate her for what her brother did to you?”

I felt a sick reminder of why we were here today and grimaced.

“Dorcas didn’t do anything,” I told her honestly. “She’s sweet and kind and saved my life. If it wasn’t for her, I’d be dead rotting away in Amon’s storm cellar.”

Mimi flinched. “I don’t have to like her just because she saved you. It’s her fault that you were even in that situation to begin with.”

Over the last few weeks, while Amon Wheeler had been in court, we’d found out a lot of stuff that he’d done, and why.

I closed my eyes, remembering the first day that I watched the court proceedings from the comfort of my brother, Haggard’s, living room couch.

All of my brothers, my dad, and my uncle were present. Mimi and my mom had gone out shopping—though the only reason Mimi had agreed to do that was because I’d promised to stay put—so it was just us guys watching.

• • •

“Why did you do it?” the prosecutor asked Amon.

Amon sat back in his chair and smiled. But again, one of those soulless smiles that creeped me the fuck out and reminded me of times best spent not thinking about.

“I’d knock that motherfucker out if I could,” Shine hissed. “Goddammit.”

Shine, the only one not there, was on speakerphone in the middle of the coffee table. He was in the military and wouldn’t be home for a while. That didn’t stop him from joining in on this weird sort of fucked up family fest we were having.

“Don’t worry, Meems has already claimed that right if we ever get to see him up close and personal.” Haggard laughed.

His wife was hissing about something or other in the other room that had nothing to do with the trial, and everything to do with us being in her house when she didn’t want us to be there.

We all ignored her, as we’d been doing for the last hour.

My eyes, though, moved from the psycho’s still form on the stand to the sister that was sitting in the back of the room, in the shadows, looking scared to death.

I wasn’t the only one that saw that psycho’s attention was on her, though.

“That creep is staring at that little girl like he wants to murder her,” my father said.

“That girl that saved Bram’s life.” Price leaned forward and rested his hands on his face, elbows to his knees. “Surprises the shit out of me, to be honest. We’ve spent all this time thinkin’ she was crazy when she wasn’t.”

“You and everyone else in this town,” Jeremiah, my uncle, said. “I only heard the worst of the worst about her. I have a cop buddy. They called her Crazy Dork at the police station when she would leave.”


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