Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 70851 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 354(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70851 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 354(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 236(@300wpm)
This is going to fun…I always did like blondes.
Fury
“I don’t think Diesel took that well…”
I look up at Ellie, almost guiltily, because I forgot she was there. I’ve been alone on the road for so long that discussing all this bullshit with Diesel somehow made me feel isolated all over again.
“That’s an understatement, Ice.”
“He should tell Devil,” she says frowning, her blue eyes reflective as she thinks through the conversation I just had. It’s strange, but I know immediately that’s what she’s doing. Then again, Ellie always took her time, weighed every alternative. Maybe that’s why she never wavered from her opinion or decisions. It’s one thing I’ve always loved and hated about her. Loved, because it showed what a beautiful, smart woman she was. But, I hated it because I knew that she went through the exact same process when she left me. That meant she knew the consequences and pain, but was still set on leaving me. That shit fucking crushes a man.
“Maybe,” I admit, still not comfortable with keeping it from Devil.
“No maybe about it. Wolf almost killed him, he tortured his wife and came close to destroying his life. It should be him dealing with Wolf, not you.”
“If this is some kind of bullshit to get me not to kill this motherfucker, Ellie, you can forget it. I get the chance and Wolf is gone.”
“Do you see this look on my face, Liam?”
“The pissed off one that makes me wonder if I should hide my fucking balls?”
“That’s the one,” she says, way too sweetly. “You make it sound like I’m totally against your way of life and the club in general. It was never that.”
“You’re against the things I do for the club, Ice. You can’t deny that.”
She lets out a big sigh and flops down into my lap. She curls so her head rests against my chest. I hold her close, tucking her head under my chin and breathing in her scent. I’m frustrated as hell. I hate that Wolf might be anywhere near Ellie. I should have never let her go to the church with me. But, right now she’s in my arms and I’ve ached for her for so long that I just try to concentrate on that and let some of the tension out of my body.
“Your life scares me, Liam. I can’t deny that. I also know that there are things that need to be handled, because your world is different. You’ve told me about what happened with Devil and I may not like it, but I can see the necessity of it. Because if Wolf is still searching for Torrent’s sister a year later, he’s not going to just let it go. Plus, there’s no way to prove he’s done anything illegal. It will be his word against Devil’s, or other members of the club. I’m not so stupid that I don’t remember how the law treated the club in general. So, I get it.”
“Why do I hear a but in there, Ice?”
“Because you’re smart?” she jokes, kissing my neck.
“Let me have it, Ellie.”
“If you guys keep this from Devil, after the hell that Wolf put him through, he won’t forgive you.”
“He’s still having health issues for all of the shit he went through, Ice. Damn it all to hell, he has a new son and a wife he adores. He needs to enjoy life, not let the past rear up to fuck with his head again.”
“So, what’s the plan? Kill him and give his corpse to Devil as a christening present for Logan, Jr.?”
“Devil would appreciate the gift,” I defend, grinning because it feels good talking with Ellie again about life. Hell, it feels good just having her in my arms again.
“No, he wouldn’t. What if the roles were reversed, Liam? Would you appreciate it, or would you feel cheated?”
“Ice,” I growl under my breath. There goes that mind of hers again. Sharp as a fucking tack. She’s absolutely right.
“Hah! There it is!” she cries, pulling away from me to look at my face.
“What are you talking about, now?” I mutter, loving that her lips have spread into a smile that reaches her eyes.
“That tone you get when I’m right, but you don’t want to admit it.”
“And there’s my old lady, the ball buster,” I grumble, good-naturedly.
“So, this woman said that Wolf came asking about this girl Rayne. How do you know he won’t just give up? There’s a chance he doesn’t know this is his daughter, right?”
“Maybe, but if he knows enough to ask for her by name, then chances are he knows it’s his daughter. At the very least, he knows that she is Torrent’s sister and he can use her.”
“You don’t think he’ll give up and just drop out of sight?”
“No. Men like Wolf are only happy when they have power. He wants the power to torture Torrent again. He won’t give up.”