Archangels MC_A Reverse Harem Romance by Ivy Fox

Author:Ivy Fox [Fox, Ivy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: reverse harem
ISBN: 9781721750733
Publisher: X-Factory
Published: 2018-06-21T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

Gabriel

I look into the horizon and see a seedy-looking bar on the left of this long paved road. It stands out like a sore thumb, but unfortunately, it isn’t too surprising a sight. Too many truck drivers and other lonely travelers on this road need some form of entertainment to make their journey a little more tolerable, and any bar, even one that looks like you might need some type of vaccine to even step foot inside the place, like the one ahead of us, will do. I wave my brothers to follow my lead, and three minutes later we’re parked under a neon sign with too many x’s to count.

“Why the hell are we stopping?” Cam yells out, throwing his helmet on the leather seat of his customized chopper with blue flames, which resemble a Hade’s realm type of scenario, rather than any angel domain you would expect to see painted on the side of an Archangel’s bike.

“Gabe needs a minute,” Michael answers him before I have a chance to, which I’m grateful for. I’m too much on edge to curb my calm, and Cam’s antsy demeanor isn’t helping me any.

“But we’re almost home,” he counters, pissed we made this unexpected pit stop.

“And that’s precisely why he needs a minute,” Michael reinforces, placing a hand on Cam’s shoulder, shutting him up for good this time. I bow my head down, not wanting to look at either of them since it’s bad enough I’m stalling to go home, but admitting to them the reason behind it is another torment altogether.

Four weeks.

It’s been four weeks without putting my eyes on little bird.

At first, I thought Uri sending us to Florida was for the best. Distance was exactly what we needed to get our heads back in the game. We had no business messing with a woman like Hope. I knew with every intake of breath Hope deserved better than either I, or Cam, or even Michael could offer her. Going to Florida so she could figure that out for herself and see she didn’t need us was a good thing. And maybe, just maybe, my brothers would also lose any infatuation they might have with her in the process.

But I’m a fool.

Distance did no such thing.

Distance brought only hurt, heartache, and misery.

So much pain that, at night, I would almost beg Michael to cut me with his razor-like knife so I could feel anything else but her loss. So much hurt that at every possible scenario where I could use my fists to wreak havoc and chaos, I did so, with a smile on my face. I bled just so I didn’t bleed for her. I got bruised and banged up just so I didn’t feel broken because of her. And at one misguided breaking point, I almost took a life just so I wouldn’t feel dead inside.

Shame is as powerful a sentiment as guilt. And I know she would have been ashamed of my actions if I had condemned

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