Break Me Open (Desert Wraiths MC) by Amy Kiss

Author:Amy Kiss
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: MC Romance
Published: 2014-08-30T23:00:00+00:00

I sat at the edge of my bed for half an hour, watching her chest sink and fall. Her neck roared out at me, angry and red.

I could have stopped it. I'd splintered the edge of the walls under my grip listening to her whimper. When it was over, I'd carried her to the bunkhouse and let her rest. The feel of a real bed and the pain wiped her out. Or maybe it was knowing there was no turning back. She had only woken up once for a glass of water.

I'd passed the rest of the day in the club room, arms folded, listening to everything. Not just the info being passed around between drinks. The way it was said. The words being held back. Nico's little nervous glances my way, as if he didn't truly trust me anymore.

He shouldn't. All that bravado yesterday had been an act, so I'd let it go, but if he wasn't real careful in issuing orders, then I might just have to rearrange the leadership. We both knew I could, but I preferred to do my own thing without a couple dozen ugly mugs looking to me for advice.

Well, I wasn't gonna get less angry sitting here.

A hard 10 mile through the desert burned off some of my temper. I blew right past the measly marker I'd used for my halfway point before. It wasn't just my soul coming back alive with Katie around. My body felt it too. It was a good thing. This whole past week, the fine machinery that the army had put into me seemed to be stopping up. Spiking used to feel like a gunshot down my spine. That gun felt more and more jammed. Eventually I would fire a shot that shattered the barrel.

The jitters that followed the spikes were coming quicker now, and harder. Maybe I was building up a tolerance. At least, it wasn't a dependency.

I thrummed into a sprint that suffocated the thoughts from my head. Action had always been my salve for panic. And with a little more action - once the Scorpions skittered back into their Sands and the FBI took their price and went back to their towers - I might never need to spike again. Not that I had an idea of what else I could do instead. All the army ads talked up the skills and tools you'd be trained in during your service. The tools I knew mostly delivered death, and the skills I'd learned were mostly in putting those tools to use.

But the idea that I should do more… That still sat as fresh on my mind as the sweat did on my skin. The possibility would do for now. Any future that Katie could inhabit was a good one.

I got back to the room to sneak in a quick shower. The stench of sweat didn't bother me. The ability to relieve it, though, that was still a pure joy. 6 months back from the army and

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