Moon’s Promise – The Last Riders Read Online Jamie Begley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, Crime, MC Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
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Getting her silent message that she wanted her to go back downstairs, Larissa started walking next to her.

As she came down the steps, she noticed most of the other women had left. Only Lily, Beth, and her sisters were still there.

Her jaw dropped when she realized what they were doing. Closing her mouth with a snap, she could only shake her head at the sight of the heavy bar being turned over.

“We needed you to help right it again,” Winter explained, moving to one end of the bar. “Lily, Beth, and I can take this side if you, Priscilla, and Lana can get the other.”

Following Winter’s suggestion, they took up their positions.

Larissa didn’t think they wouldn’t be able to right the heavy wooden counter. but after four failed attempts, they finally succeeded.

Moving the stool that had survived the crash back to the bar, Larissa, along with Lily, gathered the remains of the other two.

“Do you mind helping me put them in the dining room? I’ll ask my husband to fix them in the morning.”

Lifting one of the bent stools, she followed Lily to the dining room. She set it down next to the one Lily carried as one of the legs fell off.

“You sure we shouldn’t have carried them to the dumpster?”

Lily frowned at the now three-legged stool. “I’m positive they can be fixed.”

“Okay.” Larissa gave her a crooked smile. “I’m a big believer in thinking positive, too, but I’m pretty positive these two would be more useful as firewood.”

Lily laughingly nodded her head. “I think you’re right.”

“Will you girls get in trouble for the damage?”

A mysterious look crossed Lily’s face. “Depends on if they find out.”

“How did the counter get turned over?”

“Sex Piston bet Crazy Bitch all of them could stand on the bar.”

“How many did it hold?”

“We’ll never know. Sex Piston, Crazy Bitch, T.A., Fat Louise, and Killyama all climbed it at the same time. When they did, it flipped over.”

“Winter didn’t want them to stay and help put it back up?”

Laughter gurgled from Lily as they walked back to the main room. “They took off.”

“Oh no.” Larissa pressed her fingers to her brow. There had to be a full moon tonight, right? That was the only reason that could explain the absolutely bizarre behavior that had gone on.

Wanting to burst into grateful tears at finding her sisters standing by the door with their coats on, Larissa grabbed her own coat and tugged it on so fast that she slapped herself with the belt.

“Thanks …” Larissa came to a stop, not knowing what to thank Beth and Lily for. “For the invite,” she finished lamely.

Ignoring her sisters’ strange looks, she motioned them to open the door.

“We can’t leave just yet,” Priscilla explained. “We’re waiting for Winter to get the guard watching the door to leave.”

“There’s a guard at the door?” Larissa asked stupidly.

“Yes, Winter told him her cat got out and asked if he would mind looking for it. She’s going to let—”

The door snapped open.

“Nickel just went around the corner. Hurry.” Winter waved them through the door. “Be careful—the steps are slick,” she warned.

Larissa didn’t care at this point if she slid down the fucking steps on her ass; she just wanted to get in her car and get the hell out of there.

Rudely brushing past her sisters, she rushed down the steps, ignoring Winter’s warning. Her mind was still trying to come to grips with the stark reality of what she had allowed to happen in one of the bedrooms upstairs in a motorcycle club.

In the headlong rush, she congratulated herself for making it safely to the bottom when her foot hit a slab of concrete.

Fearful of being caught after Winter had gone to so much trouble keeping their presence a secret, she bit back a pain-filled scream.

She found herself in a crumpled heap and was still trying to figure out how she had hurt herself when Priscilla and Lana appeared by her side.

“What happened?” Lana whispered.

“I don’t know,” Larissa whimpered out.

“Let’s get you in the back seat of the car. I’ll check you out while Priscilla drives.”

It took everything to not to cry out as her sister got her back on her feet. A rush of dizziness struck her when she tried to put her weight down on her right foot.

“I’ve twisted my ankle.”

Priscilla supported her while Lana opened the car door, which she used to slide inside. As she closed the door, Lana rushed to the other side to slide in next to her. Larissa started crying when she heard the engine start.

The sound of crunchy snow was music to her ears.

“I’m going to check your ankle,” Lana warned, bending down. “I’m so sorry you got hurt,” she apologized. “You wanted to leave, and I ignored you.”

Larissa was in too much pain to be angry, and she certainly couldn’t be angry at her sister for wanting to chase after a man when she had done something so much worse.



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