Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 65872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 329(@200wpm)___ 263(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 329(@200wpm)___ 263(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
“No?”
“I’m not telling another man that you love him, Thea. You’re mine.”
“Oh my God, you’re being an idiot. Thomas is like my brother.”
“But he’s not your brother. He’s mine. You’re only allowed to love me and any babies that I put in your belly.”
“You’re a moron. I love Mattie and my father too. You going to get all puffed up over that, too?”
“They’re your blood. T is not.”
“Love you, too, Thea,” T calls out and I growl at him, making even King laugh. It’s not what makes my heart somersault though. No, that would be the sound of my woman’s laughter tinkling in my ear. It sounds like the sweetest music. This woman is everything to me.
“Are you okay, Dom? You’re not about to separate your brother’s head from his shoulders, are you?” she giggles.
“He’s safe as long as you promise to make it up to me when I get home.”
“I’ll give it my best shot,” she vows.
“Fuck, I may not survive,” I respond, and I’m not really joking. Thea is a wildcat in bed and I’m the lucky bastard she gives her body to.
We trade I love yous. I hang up, finding myself staring at my phone a little longer. My woman is the only thing that keeps me sane right now. She probably has no idea, but I sure as fuck do.
“I never thought I’d see the day when my brother would be like this,” T responds, and it hits me that he doesn’t stutter once. Something about that makes me feel even better than Thea’s laugh did.
“Like what? Totally in love? Completely and utterly owned by a woman?”
“Pretty much,” T responds with a wry smile.
“Don’t look at me like that. You and King both have women. I’m sure you’re the same way. T nods, but I notice he casts a look up at King. King’s face is mostly stoic. I can’t read him at all.
“I have to head back. Your father and Skull are probably already waiting. You two can say goodbye to them, but then you will need to get to the SUV and our meeting point. You can keep your vehicle hidden and wait for us to come back with the women.”
“Is there any way you guys could ride UTV up the service road? It would make things go quicker,” I ask.
“No. It could be heard by the guards. Plus, there’s a few places I’m not sure a UTV could get through. We’ll have to be quiet and keep in the shadows as it is,” King explains.
“I guess slitting the guards’ throats is out?”
“At least on the way up. We can probably do it on the way back and then get the heck out of there. There are four of them.”
“Then you guys should do it. Dad and Skull will be quick about it,” I respond.
“Plus, th-th-that will be f-four less that we have to fight,” T adds with a nod.
“Not to mention killing a few of those motherfuckers will release some stress.”
“Don’t make me start liking you, Dom. T is about all I can handle,” King grumbles.
I smirk, but don’t really know how to respond. I don’t know him and if you had asked me a week ago, I would have said I hated the son of a bitch. Now? Things have changed. Thea has changed me, and this man is laying his life on the line to rescue my mother. I slap him on the back. “Let’s get a move on.”
He huffs but turns and walks off. T and I follow him, proceeding with caution. That’s partially because of King’s mood, but also because we have to be hyperaware of our surroundings. We can’t afford someone spotting us or sneaking upon us either. When we get to the base of the old service road Dad and Skull step out.
“Ready?” King says, mostly looking at Skull.
“Yeah,” Dad answers, while Skull merely nods.
Except for moments of planning, Skull has been oddly quiet since reading the file that I had amassed on Gabby. Some of it was brutal. I imagine it’d be hard to read all that about his daughter. He can’t really argue about it, however, because most of it was doctor reports and the rest had photographic proof. I’d even enclosed stills from the camera feeds. I didn’t want there to be any way Skull could come back and say I was lying about his precious daughter. Gabby needs some professional help at this point. All I know is that I don’t want her around my woman or me.
“Let’s get a move on then,” King adds, bringing me back to the here and now. We say our goodbyes while T and I go find our vehicle.
“Is this g-g-gonna work?” T asks, and I exhale deeply as I look up at the starry sky.
“It has to,” I tell him. I don’t have to explain my answer. It’s self-explanatory. Mom is the glue of our family. She’s also the only woman who can keep Dad from going completely dark and losing himself in his need for vengeance. If Mom dies, he’ll wipe any signs of the Feral Kings MC off the face of the earth. That’s a given. Hell, he may do it anyway. That’s not the biggest issue, though. If Dad loses Mom, he’ll annihilate anything in his path—friend or foe to get to the Feral Kings MC. No one will stop him. T and I certainly won’t. There’s a huge chance we’ll be just like him.