Q – Satan’s Fury MC Read Online L. Wilder

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 75152 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
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She didn’t respond.

Instead, she just kept walking, so I asked, “You been working here long?”

She finally stopped and turned to face me, giving me a chance to get another look at her. Her long, blonde hair was pulled up high on her head in a messy bun, and she was wearing a pair of loose-fit jeans and a dark flannel shirt that was tied at her waist. My eyes trailed down the length of her long, sexy legs, and I instantly imagined them wrapped around me.

Damn.

I didn’t even know her name, and she was already getting under my skin.

When my eyes finally made their way back up to her beautiful face, I was met with a look of annoyance. Her bright hazel eyes shimmered with ferocity as she stood there glaring at me with a scowl, making it clear she wasn’t pleased that I was checking her out. “Look, I’m gonna save us both some time here and just let you know... I’m not interested.”

“Interested? Interested in what?”

“This. Whatever this is.” A look of determination marked her face as she motioned her hand in the air and continued, “I don’t know what you’re trying to do here or why, but I’m not the one. I’m just here to work. Nothing else.”

I had no idea what I’d done to get her so riled, but it was clear that my pursuits had rubbed her the wrong way. “I was just trying to find out a pretty girl’s name. Didn’t mean any harm.”

“If you say so.”

I wish I had some grand comeback, but unfortunately, I had nothing. I could only stand there and watch as she disappeared into the back room. It was impossible not to feel slightly wounded by our exchange, but I wasn’t alone. Wrath had come into the gift shop with me.

He was younger than me but had a good foot on me and about a hundred pounds of muscle. It was still hard to believe that he was the same kid that we used to call Catch—a name his kid sister had given him years before. We used the same name for years, but then, the club had a run-in with a local MC.

Things got pretty ugly, and they got ugly fast.

Lives were on the line, our brothers' lives, and he stepped up. He took out several of their main officers, and in doing so, he saved many of our own, including Cotton. Normally, we don’t go around changing road names, but he’d proved that he deserved something more worthy than Catch. After everything he’d done, it wasn’t surprising that the brothers decided to start calling him Wrath.

I was hoping that he hadn’t overheard my conversation with Smokey’s newest employee, but when I turned around, I found him staring back at me with a mischievous smirk on his face. I wasn’t in the mood to listen to his bullshit, so I gave him a stern look and ordered, “Don’t say a fucking word.”

“Who? Me?” he asked innocently. “I wasn’t going to say anything. I certainly wasn’t gonna mention anything about that girl who just blew you off.”

“We both know better than that.” Before he could respond, I walked past him and said, “Let’s go. We have work to do.”

“Whoa. Wait, you’re really leaving?” he asked, sounding surprised.

“What did you expect me to do?”

“I don’t know. Something.” He glanced over at the back room, searching for some sign of the chick who’d just blown me off. “Just didn’t figure you’d give up so easily.”

“Well, you figured wrong.”

Without saying anything more, I walked through the front door and over to Maverick and the rest of the brothers. They were all standing around talking to Smokey and MJ about everything they had going on at the orchard. It was a lot, and they both seemed relieved that we’d all come to give them a hand. Smokey looked over at the barn and the orchard behind it and groaned as he said, “We’re close, but we still have a lot that needs to be done.”

“Just let us know what you need us to do,” Clutch replied. “We’ll make sure it gets done.”

“We need to finish getting the lights up in the barn, and we’ve got baskets to finish sorting. The kid’s train needs a good once over, and the ATVs need gas. And it all needs to be done in the next two hours. That’s when the crowds will start rolling in.”

“Shouldn’t be a problem.”

After Smokey gave us a few more instructions, we each dispersed and got busy helping Smokey and MJ get everything ready for their big day. We’d been at it for just over an hour when I heard one of the brothers say, “I think that’s Dallas.”

“Dallas?” I turned and watched as a red car parked in the drive. I knew they had a lot of folks coming in from out of town, but I had no idea Dallas was coming in. “Is her new guy with her?”


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