Mykel Read online Bella Jewel (King’s Descendants MC #3)

Categories Genre: Biker, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: King's Descendants MC Series by Bella Jewel
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Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 67324 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
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“Oh no,” I murmur.

“What’s wrong?” Mykel asks.

“Dax called me . . . a lot.”

I turn the phone towards him, and when he sees the amount of calls, he tells me to call him back right away because it could be important and something they need to know. I don’t want to, everything inside of me doesn’t want to, but I do. I press his number and then put the phone on speaker so Mykel can hear it.

“Waverly,” Dax answers, his voice tight. “Where the fuck have you been? If I fucking call you, you fucking answer me. Do you understand me?”

Mykel’s fists clench immediately, and I give him a worried expression.

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t well and I turned my phone off,” I say, trying to keep the anger and frustration out of my voice, because right now, I want to tell him to go fuck himself.

But I can’t.

So I have to be nice.

Dax exhales. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to go crazy on you. I was worried and . . .”

You were worried I went and told everyone what you did.

“I’m okay. Is everything okay there?”

“No. Peter is coming around tonight, and he’s going to lose his shit when I tell him about Bennett. I need you here. I need something that’s going to stop him from fuckin’ having my head. This shit is messy, and I can’t take a whole lot more of it.”

I glance at Mykel again, and his jaw is scarily tight.

“Are you sure it’s safe for me to go around there?”

“Peter won’t hurt you. Nobody will hurt you when I’m around.”

I swallow and exhale. “I can come over later.”

“Thank you. I have a plan. It’ll work. I just have to do some things today to make sure it’ll be enough to please him. Fuckin’ asshole is never happy.”

A plan.

That can’t be good.

That can’t be good at all.

“What’s the plan?” I ask.

“I can’t discuss it over the phone, but I need you here this afternoon, Waverly. Can you be here?”

“I’ll be there.”

We talk for a few minutes more and then I hang up. Mykel growls. “Does he always fuckin’ talk to you like that?”

“No.”

Dax doesn’t talk to me like that, and the fact that he just did scares me a little because I’m worried he might lose it and do something bad. Up until this point, I’ve felt safe around Dax because of how he felt for me, but he’s unhinged right now, and I’m getting worried about having to be alone with him, and Peter . . . God. No.

“I don’t think you should be going.”

“I don’t think I get much of a choice.”

His face is tight. I have to go because if I don’t, this is all going to go bad very quickly, and we’re so close to the end.

“I’ll talk to Alarick and see what he wants me to do. Maybe he’ll want to move the plan closer . . .”

“They’re not prepared enough; you’ll just have to go out there and do your best not to cause any problems.”

That’s not going to be easy—not right now.

I don’t know what to do.

I honestly don’t.

“I’m afraid,” I admit.

I don’t like to show that I’m scared, considering I was the one who wanted to do this for the club. I don’t feel at ease. I don’t feel safe. I know they’re here to protect me, but when I walk through those doors and into that house, I’ll be all alone, and anything can happen to me there.

Mykel sits up and leans forward, taking my face in his hands and saying in a strong, secure voice, “You will not be harmed. If any harm comes to you, I’m going to make sure every single motherfucker who hurts you suffers.”

That makes me feel better, and yet at the same time, so much worse.

It would be too late by then.

I shake my head and get out of the bed, pulling on some clothes and picking up my phone. “I’m going to call Alarick and see what he wants me to do.”

I walk out of the room, not because I don’t want to be near Mykel anymore, but because my heart is aching and I feel like I’m going to scream with the tension building in my chest. I don’t want Mykel to see me like this; I know he already doesn’t like the fact that I’m in there, let alone the fact that I’m scared.

I reach the kitchen and turn the coffee-maker on, and then I take my phone and dial Alarick. He answers after a few rings, in a sleepy voice. “Waverly, what is it?”

“I’m sorry to bother you, Alarick, but I have to tell you that Dax wants me out there this afternoon. He kept calling and when I didn’t answer, he freaked out. He told me he has a plan, and that I can help him with it, but I have no idea what that plan is. I wanted to know what you think I should do?”



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