Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 60576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
“Why doesn’t it surprise me that you’re here throwing yourself at a biker?” I mutter, shaking my head.
“Jealous, are we? You should be. Rook is fussy, and I can tell you right now, he’d never put his hands on scum like you.”
I take a step toward her. “Be careful what you say next. I’m in no fucking mood for you, Esmerelda. You might have pushed me around in school, but I’m not here for it now.”
She steps up to me, her beautiful face scrunching with rage. “What are you going to do, murder me?”
That’s it.
I’m done.
Done with people like her assuming to know everything about me.
I swing, but my fist is caught by Wolfe who steps in between us, his front facing me, his eyes locked on mine. I try to jerk my fist away, but he doesn’t let it go. He’s defending her? Her? Is he serious?
“I don’t know you, but I sure thought you had better taste in women,” I snap, then jerk as hard as I can, forcing him to let me go. “I’m done here. I’m going to call a real man to help me out.”
Turning, I get the hell out of there because I know those words won’t go down well.
I rush to the front of the compound, and once I’m out the front gates, I stand in the dark and call the only person I can think of. Jace.
“Mera? Is everything okay? It’s really late.”
“I’m at the biker compound; it’s a long story, but ... I really don’t want to be here. Can you please come and get me?”
He goes quiet for a minute, then answers. “Of course. Stay right there.”
I hang up the phone and wait. As promised, Jace rolls in only five minutes later, his car something sleek and silver, and when he gets out, I see he’s only wearing a pair of pajama bottoms. I must have woken him up. I feel really awful about that, but in this very moment, I just need to get out of here. I’m busting to pee, and I don’t want to see Wolfe or his whores for a single second longer.
“Jesus, you look like you’ve had a hell of a day. Come on,” Jace ushers me toward the car, opening the door for me.
I climb in, and we take off into the night.
“Do you want to tell me why you’re at the Fallen Son’s compound?” Jace asks once we are far enough away.
“People in this town think I took that girl who went missing. I couldn’t even walk down the street today without their vile comments. Wolfe just happened to be in the area and helped me. That’s all.”
Jace’s eyes widen. “People are blaming you?”
“Apparently there hasn’t been a single thing go wrong in this god forsaken town since my father left, and now I’m back and a girl goes missing. You can only imagine who all the fingers immediately pointed to.”
Shaking his head, Jace reaches over and takes my hand. “I don’t believe it, but we will get to the bottom of it. If you need somewhere to stay, I have plenty of spare rooms. If that’s not too weird for you.”
My heart swells. “Thank you, I will think about it. If you don’t mind, tonight I just want to go back to the hotel and sleep.”
“Understood.”
The rest of the drive is silent, and I simply turn and stare out the window at the houses passing by.
These people really believe I have it in me to take an innocent girl?
That hurts. More than I’ll ever admit.
Now I not only have to figure out what really happened to my mother, but also who the hell would want to take a young girl at the exact same time I came back into town.
Maybe Wolfe is right, maybe I shouldn’t have come back here.
5
“Have a drink with me,” I say to Jace as he turns to leave, his fingers already on the door handle after making sure I got back safe.
He pauses and glances over his shoulder at me. “Are you sure?”
I don’t want to be alone just yet; my mind is spinning, and I could use someone to talk to.
“I’m sure.”
Turning, he releases the door and watches as I pour us both a drink. The only thing I have in here is some small bottles of vodka and lemonade, but he seems unbothered when I hand him one. There isn’t a great deal of space in this room, so we have no choice but to sit on the end of the bed.
“Do you think the girl has something to do with me?” I ask, sipping the drink.
Jace glances at me. God he’s handsome, in such a boy next door kind of way. I’m reminded why I was so obsessed with him all those years ago.
“It is weird, I will say, but I don’t know why someone would do that. Is it to make a point? To get you to leave?”