Mykel (King's Descendants MC #3) - Bella Jewel Page 0,26

his jaw tight.

“Was it definitely Dax who drugged you?” Alarick asks me.

“No. It was one of the other girls.”

“Goin’ to have to be extra careful, Waverly,” Alarick offers, gently. “You don’t know who the fuck he’s bringin’ into those places. Anything could have happened to you.”

He’s right; it could have.

“Lesson learned,” I say. “No more taking drinks off anyone.”

“I think you should take her out,” Briella pipes up, surprising me. “It’s getting too dangerous; she could have gone missing or been hurt, and we wouldn’t have known. When Zariah finds out about this . . .”

“Zariah isn’t going to find out,” I say, my voice stern. “And I’m not giving up now. I know it’s scary, but I’ll be more careful. Dax, he told me things last night. About Peter. About his life. He is starting to trust me and because of that, I’m going to find out exactly what we need to take them down. If you pull me out, we’re back to square one.”

“It’s dangerous, honey,” Briella says softly.

“I gotta agree with Briella,” Mykel says, his voice gruff. “You need to pull her out.”

Fuck him. Of course he’d say that. Of course he’d be on her side. She smiles at him, and he gives her one in return that’s so genuine my heart slams against my ribcage. I let Mykel fuck me last night. I was literally a one-night stand for relief. He’s in love with her, and I forgot it. For a damned second, I forgot it.

Like an idiot.

Like a damned fool.

I glance down at the table and take a few deep breaths. “I’m not quitting and you can fucking fight me on it if you like.”

Alarick glances at me when I look back up, and his mouth twitches. “We’re not pullin’ you out.”

“Flick . . .” Briella tries.

“We’re. Not. Pulling. Her. Out.” Alarick’s voice is stern and unwavering. It offers no negotiation.

Briella glares at him but exhales and keeps eating her breakfast. I know she cares about me. I know what she saw last night scared her and I appreciate that I mean something to her, but I also know that I have to see this through. I have to finish this. For all those girls out there who didn’t have a choice, and those who still don’t. I have to do it for them.

“I’m going to the store to get a new phone. I lost mine,” I say. “I just wanted to check in with you all. I’ll text over my new number.”

With that, I turn and walk away because I have nothing more to say at this point.

Nothing at all.

8

WAVERLY

“You protected?”

I squeal and spin around to see Mykel following me just as I reach the main path leading to the little store by the lake. I didn’t hear him approach; I was off in my own little world, thinking about everything and wondering what the hell to do next. The club is divided and I feel like I’m being torn in two different directions.

“Excuse me?” I ask, turning and continuing my walk towards the store.

“Are you protected? On the pill?”

Wow.

I stop and turn back to face him, and he’s staring down at me with a stern expression. Who the actual fuck does he think he is?

“I’m not stupid, Mykel. I’m on the pill. If you were worried about it, you could have just asked before sticking your cock in me.”

He flinches. “I wasn’t thinkin’ about that at the time.”

To be honest, neither was I.

“Well, you can rest assured that I’m perfectly covered, and you’ll have no babies popping up anytime soon. Also, I’m clean and don’t have any STDs, in case that’s your tactful follow-up question.”

“Good,” he mutters.

I can feel the frustration bubbling in my chest, but I squash it down. I don’t need to go over everything that happened last night and wonder what the hell those moments meant. We were both clearly not thinking and now we are.

The end.

“What happened last night,” he goes on, his voice low. “It won’t happen again. It was a one-time thing.”

Jesus.

I feel like I’ve been punched in the gut. I’ve seen movies, and I’ve heard stories—but I’ve always wondered how it would feel to have someone tell you it was just a one-night stand, or a mistake that won’t happen again. I’ve always had men want to come back for more, even if it was only casual. I figured it was just in their nature to want to keep getting it where they could. So to