Disarm (Iron Heretics MC Book 2) by Michelle Frost

Author:Michelle Frost [Frost, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-23T04:00:00+00:00

Warm air rushed over me as Axel’s bike sped along the mostly deserted city streets. With my arms wrapped tight around his middle and his broad back to lean against, I’d discovered that being on the bike with him was one of my favorite places. I wasn’t as upset about my apartment as I should have been. It’s not like I didn’t know who had done it.

Malcolm, my former Daddy. Not that I thought he deserved the title, not knowing what I knew now. I sighed, letting the wind whip the sound away and closed my eyes. I should be freaking out. Panic and fear should have been spreading through every cell of my body. Seeing the text had scared me. Knowing that I had to get away again had depressed me. And now this? The fact that the text wasn’t a bluff? He’d been in my apartment. If I hadn’t stayed with Axel, Malcolm would already have me in his clutches again. Maybe it was everything that had happened with Dustin, and I was just desensitized to terror at this point.

The bike slowed, and Axel dropped his feet to the pavement. I lifted my head and looked over his shoulder. The glow of the red light in front of us glinted off of his helmet. He met my eyes in the side mirror and took one of his hands off of the handlebars to squeeze mine where they were clasped against his stomach. My heart jumped in my chest, and I managed to give him a weak smile.

It was him, I realized as the light turned green, and we continued on our way. He was the reason for my muted fear, like a shield holding the terror at bay. A line of defense I’d never had before. For one fire-bright moment, hope flared in my chest. What if I told him? Would he defend me against this next threat? Sweep in and rescue me like he’d done when I’d been at Dustin’s mercy? Would he still care about me if he knew what a broken boy I really was?

The bike stopped again, and I realized we’d made it to the Villa. A man in a Heretics’ vest was standing on the steps waiting for us. He looked familiar, but I couldn’t place him. I must have seen him at Spritz before.

Axel dropped the bike’s kickstand and held it steady while I climbed off.

“Hey, Zach,” he said as soon as he’d gotten off the bike too and stowed our helmets in one of the saddlebags.

“Hey,” Zach said, eyes darting from Axel to me. He was a good-looking guy—clean cut with dark hair and eyes and an obvious love of the gym, if the biceps stretching the sleeves of his t-shirt were any indication. He wasn’t Axel-sized or anything, but impressive, nonetheless. “It’s good to see you on your feet, Leith.”

The driver—that’s where I knew him from. He’d been behind the wheel of the truck the night Axel had carried me out of Dustin’s apartment.

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