For the Hope of a Crow (Red Dead Mayhem Book 1) by T. S. Joyce

Author:T. S. Joyce [Joyce, T. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wicked Willow Press
Published: 2018-05-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

She’d kissed him.

And it wasn’t like before when Ramsey had wanted to shock her in the dressing room of Harley Davidson. Tonight, she’d been upset, and her soft brown eyes had held panic and sadness when she’d realized how messed up he really was. And still…she’d kissed him.

Just a tiny peck on his back, but she’d made the sweetest little smacking sound.

This girl was no Crow Chaser. She was real. And good down to her core. Much too good for him. Ramsey had already made up his mind to ruin her because she was time—she was sand added to his hourglass. She made him steady enough to think straight, and his Clan needed him to think straight right now.

Reporters were calling the clubhouse asking for interviews, and they were about to face an uncertain future as targets. With the celebration of life and the disaster that was inside his head, Ramsey needed Vina to understand why he was going to ruin her. He wanted her to see how he’d become the monster, and hopefully…hopefully…accept him enough to stick around until he was too far gone.

He needed her time.

And yeah, he knew what he was asking of her. She’d been hurt. That much was clear from some of the things she’d said today. Maybe she’d been paired up before too, and got all messed up in the head like him. But Vina was a lone shifter who had a shot at recovery, while he was a mate-for-one-lifetime crow who was poisoning the bonds of two dozen Clan members.

Selfish asshole that he was, he wanted her to like him enough to stick around.

He turned slowly under the sign for Two Claws Ranch. This might get him killed, but the bears were fair. They wouldn’t hurt Vina. She hadn’t done anything wrong. And if he got shot or mauled, meh. Maybe it would be easier to end it here. Yeah, this was a long-shot, but for Vina’s time…for Vina’s light…for the smiles Vina gave him, he would do far worse.

He wanted to pat her little feminine hands. Hyper awareness had been something he’d rediscovered around her. Every touch sizzled against his skin. It was as if The Crow was trying to reject her hands. Sometimes it burned, like now, but a piece of him still wanted to put his hand there to reassure her he enjoyed her touch, even if it wasn’t the truth.

She’d really kissed his back.

Had Ten ever voluntarily touched him or kissed him without him pleading? Never. Not once. She’d been disgusted by him, and he’d felt worthless for years. It was an odd combination for a dominant Alpha. He had to appear to have his shit together for all the men looking to him for strength, when behind closed doors, he couldn’t even make his mate happy for a second. Not one second. Not once did she look at him with the dreamy look Vina sometimes did.

So why the fuck had his crow chosen Ten, and not someone like Vina?

Everything was so messed up.

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