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14.

 

(Shelby)

 


Where

s your fucking warrant?

I heard Ransom yelling.

I was carrying a bucket of empty
bottles outside to toss for recycling. AJ and Sugar were barking like crazy.
When Sugar barked, something serious was happening.

What was happening?

Daddy was at the clubhouse, looking
for me. He stood at the gates, in full uniform, his SUV just outside the gates,
lights flashing.

I moved across the lot. Ransom or the
guys could do what they wanted, but they couldn

t
fuck with Daddy like this. Not that I cared about Daddy so much, but I didn

t want anymore guys taken in.

I grabbed Ransom by the arm and
pulled him away.


That

s right,

Daddy said.

Get
this fuck out of my face. Or I

ll
arrest him.


Get
your cuffs out,

Ransom
said.


Stop,

I pleaded.

Daddy looked at me. He was
disappointed that I had fallen so deep into the club. I know somewhere in his
heart he wanted me behind bars for protection and nothing else. But it had
grown far from that, thanks to Layne.


I
want you to come for a ride with me,

Daddy said.


Fuck
that,

Ransom said.


Shut
up, Ransom,

I said.


No.
I

ll call Layne right now.


Call
him then,

I said.


I

ll arrest her,

Daddy said.

I

ll
make something up. Is that what you want?

Daddy looked right at me.

You
want me to cuff my own daughter?

I swallowed hard.

Ransom was livid, his face red and
sweaty.


Thank
you for protecting me,

I
said.

I have to do this
though.


I

m ordering it,

Daddy said.


Fuck
you, old man,

Ransom
growled.


I

ll call in for backup. I

ll have the entire clubhouse
searched for guns, drugs, anything I could find. I

ll have county here. The Feds. Whatever I need.


Stop!

I yelled.

I

m
going.

I made a move and Ransom grabbed my
arm.

Daddy took out a club and swung it,
smashing Ransom

s arm.
Ransom stumbled back, screaming in pain. Daddy then drove the club into his
gut, sending Ransom to his ass.


No!

I pleaded.

I grabbed for the club and Daddy
brought it back, hitting me in the ribs. Now I fell down, losing my breath,
gasping for air. The one second break of Daddy beating on Ransom gave Ransom
enough time to pull out his gun and point it.


Do
it,

Daddy said.

Shoot me. Watch what happens
then.

I gasped for air again. It hurt to
breathe. My ribs were hurt, bad.

Daddy faced me and grabbed me by
the arm, lifting me up.


It

s okay,

I whispered, looking at Ransom.

It

s
okay. Just stay the hell down. I

ve
got this.

I faced Daddy. He looked more tired
than usual. He looked around, still paranoid. Approaching him gently, I touched
his wrist.

Let

s go. No need to hurt anyone. Or
cuff anyone. I

ll go with
you.

His eyes shot to me.

Yeah. Yeah.

A few minutes later we were in his
SUV. We were driving away from the Devil Call MC lot. I saw it getting smaller
by the second in the mirror. It terrified me. I never wanted to believe Daddy
was capable of anything harmful, but what did I know anymore? Everything felt
like a lie.


First
off,

he said,

I took care of your car. I made
the reports go away. It never happened. The car

s
been trashed though. So you have no vehicle. If and when you get another one,
let me know and I

ll help
you get things transferred.


Thank
you,

I whispered.


Is
Layne still in town?


Yes.
Why?


Just
curious. I heard some noise through the department that the rival crew was
traveling. In a big pack. Could be a threat.


Are
you sharing information with me now?


Don

t get mouthy with me. I

ll smack you.


I

m sorry.

We kept driving. We weren

t going anywhere near the main
part of Oakville. We were going to the parts where the MC would go to fight,
kill, bury a body. Where they

d
go to meet without groups and clubs.

It was getting scarier by the
second.

Daddy took a turn and we ended up
going near the mountains. That

s
when he finally pulled over to the side of the road. Somewhere in Oakville.
Somewhere on a hill.

We sat in silence for what felt
like an hour. I knew better to speak. So I just sat and waited.

When Daddy reached to the backseat,
I saw him touch his rifle. I shut my eyes fearing that this was it. The moment
he would kill me. In his sick mind he

d
think it was a favor because of how bad everything had been for me. Yet I found
something good through the darkness and the pain.

I found Layne.

Or Layne found me.

Or we found each other.

Whatever it was, it worked for us.

I opened my eyes and Daddy had a
piece of paper in his hand.


This
is for you,

he said.


What
is it?

I asked.


I

ll never understand it. I

m not a woman. I was never close
to my father. That wasn

t
how it worked. You were born to work. My father beat me everyday with a belt,
usually just because he could. Until I fought back. He begged me to fight back.
So I did. Then he beat me harder.

Daddy sighed.

I guess what
I

m saying is that when
your mother took off, it didn

t
bother me. At least for you. I was hurt, but I got over it. You never did. You
never would. I thought you being close to Devil Call would get you protection
and maybe give you a little scare. Motivate you to get off your ass and leave.


You
never wanted me to leave,

I said.

Until recently.


Until
Layne,

Daddy said.

You don

t need that life.


Why
won

t you tell me about
Nicolas? The mafia?


Questions
are like triggers, Shelby. You pull the trigger, that bullet flies, you can

t get it back. So stop asking
questions

because the
answers
…”

Daddy just shook his head. Then he
looked in the mirrors.

This was the man who was the
sheriff in town. He had the power. Yet he was afraid.


This
is where your mother is,

he said.

I

ve known for a long time. She

s up to no good. She always had
problems. Always had enemies. There was a time when I liked it. I liked the
chase. To always go after her and get her. To keep winning her over. Christ,
the only time she started to settle was when she was pregnant with you. I
thought everything was going to change. I changed. Everything did change. For
the worse.

Daddy cleared his throat. He
touched the corner of his eyes.


Daddy
…”


What
you want is there,

he said
and pointed to the paper.

That

s where she is. I

ve done all I could. My time is
coming up. I can

t do this
forever.


Do
what?

I asked.

He never responded to me.

He put the SUV back in drive and
turned around.

The entire ride back to the
clubhouse, I was left half empty, half excited.

I had my mother

s address. Well, maybe not a
house or anything, but at least I could find her. Just outside of Reno.
Probably close to where Layne was going.

So it would all work out.

Layne would run whatever shipment
he needed to make money for the MC. And I would finally find my mother.

Maybe it wasn

t all that bad after all.

 

15.

 

(Layne)

 

She started to ask to come with me.
So I had to cut her off. The only way to keep her distracted and not talking
was with my dick. So I fucked her. I planned on fucking Shelby before I left
anyway. That was standard practice before a run. There was always a good chance
I

d never come back. Sure,
I could have sent Finn and a group to do this for the Dark Angels, but I didn

t want that. This was my club
now and I was going to earn for it. Trust had to start from within myself.

The back of my hand cradled Shelby

s neck as I fucked her. Her legs
were wrapped tight around my body. She pulled at me, wanting it harder and
faster. My other hand kneaded at her left breast. I squeezed, feeling her hard
nipple rubbing against the palm of my hand.

Yeah, she was absolutely beautiful.
And, yeah, I was in love with her.

I couldn

t get enough of her eyes, mouth, tongue, body, and
that sweet center between her fucking legs.

She held at my shoulders and
started to pull herself up off the bed. Each thrust forward from me she cried
out. Her mouth and teeth grazed my chest and she quickly kissed up my neck to
my ear. She fucking bit me and I groaned. Then she kissed my cheek and her lips
sought out mine. There was nothing like kissing her while I fucked her.  The
second our tongues touched, fire spread through my body.

I couldn

t contain myself anymore.

I fucked deep inside her body,
holding tight for a few seconds, letting my cock throb inside her. Then I
pulled out of her and placed myself between our bodies and just stayed there.
Our bodies were completely tight together, our kissing hotter than ever.

I rolled and pulled Shelby on top
of me. We kept kissing. I played with her face, touched her face, my fingertips
trailing along her body. Touching her ass, squeezing, pulling at her.

It pained me to roll her off me. It
pained me to sit up and grab my jeans, my shirt, my leather cut. What Shelby
didn

t know was that I was
leaving right now. I didn

t
want to hear her pleas for anything. It was easier to just go. Just leave.


Layne,
I have to talk to you,

Shelby said.

Da

my father
…”


I
heard what he did,

I said.

I

m going to fucking put a bullet in his head soon.

I turned, dressed. I leaned down
and kissed just below Shelby

s
belly button. Her sweet scent flooded my nose. Goddamn, I wanted to stay and
devour her.


Not
that,

Shelby groaned.


I

ll be back,

I said.

Stay here.


When
you get back, can we talk?

I paused at the door.

Of course, sweetheart.

Then I left the room.

Johnston told some guys one thing
and told me and the others something different. He liked diversions and I liked
that about him.

I was leaving Finn behind on this
one.

Fuck, I was leaving damn near
everyone behind.

They all thought I was meeting with
someone else.

So it was me, Hawke, Ransom (I gave
him respect for trying to defend Shelby), and a few prospects.

I fired up my motorcycle and left.

My heart ached for Shelby. My heart
longed for Shelby. My dick throbbed for Shelby.

I loved her. And now I had to hurt
her.

 

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