BEAST (A Coyotes of Mayhem MC Novel) (Motorcycle Club Bad Boy Romance)

BEAST

BEAST

A Coyotes of Mayhem MC Novel

BEAST

By Aubrey Michelle

Copyright 2015 Aubrey Michelle

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Epilogue

Mailing List

Other Titles

Excerpt

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CHAPTER 1

BEAST

How in the fuck did I get wrapped up in this shit? I may be involved in some pretty heavy stuff sometimes but what guy with a legit cut isn’t? The thing is, I’ve never had to lay a hand on someone who didn’t really fucking deserve it. Murder? That’s one thing I’ve never done. I’ve never killed a single fucking soul, but here I am, on the run from the pigs because they want to lock me in a cage for something I didn’t do. Fuck that. I’m no animal. If they want me, they’re going to have to catch me and I don’t intend to go down without a fight.

If there’s one thing I know for sure, it’s that my brothers have my back. I’ve been a patched member of the Coyotes of Mayhem motorcycle club for almost six years. In fact, I was just about to become Sergeant at Arms and I was going to be damn good at it too. I was born to be an enforcer and my time had come. It’s too late for all that now. All I can do is go on the run and hope I run faster than the pigs do.

I know I’m gonna have problems once I make it out of town. I don’t have any family except for my brothers in the club. They know I didn’t kill anyone, but we have no way of proving that. A couple of the prospects have asked if there are any girlfriends I can stay with until the heat dies down. All I could do is laugh. I’ve never been the relationship kind of guy. I’m more of a fuck her and leave her type. I doubt anything of the women I’ve banged would be willing to help me out. Fuck them. Who needs them anyway?

I’m sitting here with Stone while we try to figure out the next steps. Stone is the President of the club and he’s seen some shit in his days. This isn’t the first time he’s had to handle a fucked up situation and I’m hoping he has something up his sleeve.

“Fuck, Stone, I feel like I’m losing my fucking mind. All I did was rough that little bitch up a bit. There’s no way that anything I did could have killed him. I’m telling you something else happened that we don’t know about.”

“I don’t know why you’re trying to explain this shit to me. I know that if push came to shove and you had to off someone, I would be the first person you told. We’re all brothers here and you know we’ll do whatever we can to make this better for you. The fucking problem is figuring out where to stash you. The asshole pigs around here have been anticipating some kind of high-profile case and this is falling right into their laps.”

“Fuck this shit, prez, I just have to get out of here and live on the run for a while. What I really need to do is get the fuck out of the country. That’s sure as shit gonna be hard to do with every police force and the feds looking for me. I’d never make it inside the airport, let alone on a fucking plane!”

“I’ve got an idea. Hide out until morning and we’ll have you a ride out of here. I think I know of a way to get you out of the country. It’s gonna be risky and you’ll be right out in the open for a while but if this works, you’ll be home free.”

I couldn’t tell what Stone had in mind, but I can’t really focus on that too much right now. He’s never steered me wrong before so I just have to put all of my trust in him. The problem is going to be finding a place to sleep tonight. I can’t stay at the clubhouse or with any of my brothers because the heat is on me like crazy. The cops will be searching the areas of any known associates of mine. Again, I’ve got no bitches I can bed for the night. Most of the club whores have been crashing out at the clubhouse. Besides, I wouldn’t trust them too much, most of them are airheads. My best bet is to hide out in the Arizona desert until it’s safe to take off. I hope I make it out before the pigs snatch me up and roast me. Of course, I have to worry about the Aces of Anarchy, too. They’re a bunch of punk asses that tried to invade our turf. That’s what this shit was all about. All I did was give their Road Captain a couple of hooks and left him lying on the sidewalk. I just wanted to teach them a lesson in respect and territory. He was moving around when I left. In my rearview, I saw that he was getting back up on his feet. I still don’t know what the fuck went wrong after that.

§

Fuck sleeping in the desert. Not that I slept much at all, but that shit was stupid. This better not be a preview of what my life is about to become. For the time being, I’m going to have to always look over my shoulder and stay one step ahead of everyone looking for me.

Walking into a secret meeting place that we have designated for emergency situations, I saw Stone sitting with a couple of prospects. Prospects are never allowed to sit in on these kinds of meetings. They don’t get to know about our fucking business until they are legit one of us. Yet, here they are putting their noses right into my shit.

“What the fuck Stone? Why are these shit stains here? I thought prospects weren’t even allowed to know about this place.”

“Settle down Beast. You know we have to stretch the rules when certain situations go down. I had the pigs banging my door down last. Scared the piss out of my old lady. Womp and Bluto, too. Fuck, they took Bluto to the slammer when they ran his name and found some old warrants. They didn’t fuck with the prospects though because they have no clue who they are.”

“So you’re telling me I’m supposed to put my freedom in the hands of two lackeys who may not know their dicks from a hole in the wall? Fuck me!”

“What I’m telling you is that there are no other options. If you want to get the hell out of dodge, you’ve got to do this shit right. We have one shot at this. One! If you get caught, you’re probably going to be locked up for life or worse. What’s going to happen is you’re going to follow my orders! You guys are going to leave as soon as the sun goes down. After that, it’s up to these guys not to get caught.”

“Jesus Christ! Where are we going anyway?”

“Galveston, Texas.”

“Galveston? What the fuck Stone?” I punched the table. “How do you expect me to make it all the way to Galveston? That’s over 1,200 miles! Are you outta your mind?”

“It’s the best shot we’ve got Beast. Do you think this is what I want to do? You want to get out of the country don’t you? There are huge fucking cruise ships leaving from Galveston all the time. All you have to do is sneak on one and lay low until you’re in South America or Mexico or wherever the fuck you want to get off.”

“A cruise ship? You want me to just sneak onto a cruise ship? Like it’s just that easy? I’m fucked. I’m so fucked!” I wiped the sweat from my brow. It was pouring down my face like a hooker sitting in church.

“Like I said, it’s the only shot you have. Go get some sleep in the back room and I’ll come back before you leave.”

I didn’t even know what else to say at this point. I knew Stone was right. I know that I don’t have many options, but damn. A cruise ship? A motherfucking cruise ship! After what happened at the World Trade Center, they take their security shit seriously. They check everyone who gets on those things. I have no clue how I’m supposed to sneak onto a fucking cruise ship. I’ll worry about that shit later. Right now, I know I need to get some rest. There’s a long fucking trip ahead of me.

§

I woke to the sounds of motorcycle engines as Stone and the prospects arrived to get me out of here. I glanced at the clock and couldn’t believe how long I’d actually slept. It was a hard sleep, precisely the kind I needed to get ready for the trip.

“Okay Beast, you’re going to be in good hands with the prospects. They’re both eager to earn their bottom rockers with the club. This is their test of loyalty to the organization. Executing the plan will go a long way when it comes to being voted in. Of course, for any of that to be a consideration they have to get you there in one piece and get you there without getting your ass caught.”

I looked over at the prospects; they had disgusting, shit eating grins on their faces. They have no idea about any of this. Those pansies have no idea how hard this shit is going to be. They were standing there with all the confidence in the world and it pissed me off. They haven’t earned any of this and it makes me want to punch them both in the mouth. Regardless, they are my only way out of town and knocking their asses out wouldn’t do any good. I figure this is as good a time as any to address them.

“Prospects, we’re ready to roll. Just know that I love this club and I will be back. Anything that happens along the way will be dealt with. If there is any disrespect, there will be consequences. Even though I’m taking off, I’m still a fully patched member. Stone can correct me if I’m wrong, but I’m assuming my Sargent at Arms post will be waiting for me when I get back.”

Stone nodded in agreement.

“All I’m saying is that neither of you prospects want to be on my bad side. If we’re all ready, let’s get a move on.”

I walked up to Stone and shook his hand. There was a bit sadness in the air, but there is no fucking way I’m going to show any kind of emotion. The Coyotes have been my family for the last six years and to wonder if I’m ever going to see any of them again is starting to stress me out. I didn’t say anything. I looked at Stone and he gave me another nod. It was his way of saying everything was going to be okay. I wished I believed it.

Outside, the sun had set and the bikes were running. When I walked out the door, I strode up to the lead Harley and tapped the prospect on the shoulder.