UnHinge Me (Savage Beast MC #6) - Hayley Faiman Page 0,108
much fun. I wasn’t planning on it, but I think that I’ll stay and watch. You can too, Leighton. It’ll be great.” He chuckles.
I want to do something, but if I try to run us off the road, it could hurt my baby. Tears prick the backs of my eyes. I don’t know what to do. Do I attempt to save my friend and possibly put my baby in danger? Or do I let all three of us be in danger? There is no right answer here and my body begins to tremble in fear of what’s to come.
When we reach our destination, I know what that is, what’s to come. I realize it without even having to be told. He’s going to give her to a rival club. It has to be. And it’s a club that she knows, and it’s one that is really really no fucking good.
The gates open up. My father doesn’t even have to talk to the guard. They know him, which means this probably isn’t the first time he’s dealt with them. I have a feeling that the girls I saw going in and out of his house, this was possibly one of the suppliers.
He parks the car and roughly tugs us out of the back seat. Trista is shaking, she’s not even trembling anymore, her entire body is practically convulsing. This is so bad, so damn bad. I start to tremble with fear too as I walk beside her.
Looking around, I notice the men coming from all different directions. They aren’t as handsome as the Savage Beasts or Sinister Skulls. Their faces are set hard and angry. They all scowl as they watch us, that is, except their eyes. Every set of eyes is glinting with excitement. Now that is terrifying.
“I won’t let this happen,” I whisper beneath my breath as soon as my father walks toward a man who appears to be the ringleader.
Trista doesn’t even make a single noise. I can tell in the way that she’s standing, she is giving up the fight. That’s okay, I have fight in me enough for the three of us. I’ve lived my whole life being complacent.
Even when I ran, I didn’t live, I was just waiting to be scooped up again. I did not live twenty-five years in hell to find a slice of happiness and have it ripped away from me before it even began.
Fuck. That.
I have a beautiful life waiting for me. I have a man who wants this, wants me, and will treat me a hell of a lot better than I’ve ever been treated, even if he ignored me, it’s still better than what I had. And it’s only been a few days, but he’s already trying to be better, he’s trying and that’s more than I’ve ever had in my entire life.
TRISTA
Well, this is it. This is how I die. The Donkey Punchers are going to end me, and isn’t that just fucking fitting? After we went through that gas station, and they chased us out. A war almost began and it was practically my fault. Here I am again, in the middle of this shit.
Riot’s eyes shift to meet mine and I watch as an ugly, creepy, and just plain mean smile appears on his lips. My entire body is trembling, it’s shaking so hard that I can’t control it. This is the end. I’m going to die here and Taz will be left all alone.
I have no idea how he’s going to make it in this world. I’ve loved him my whole life. All I ever wanted was to be his Old Lady and I finally am. Now this shit. I snort, just fucking fitting. The icing on the cake would be if my mother came back from the dead and laughed in my face.
Karma is a fucking bitch—a cunt. And she’s been after me for years, giving me doses here and there, and here she is again rearing her ugly goddamn head.
Then something catches the corner of my eye. I turn my entire attention to the side. My eyes widen and that’s when I realize that it’s real. It’s really real. It’s really fucking him.
Jaguar stares back at me.
Jaguar—Jaguar.
Shit.
Holy fucking shit.
MOUNTAIN
My brother grins at me. “When I found out it was you that turned down Bianca, I had to see if it was true. If it was really my little brother.”