Hostile Saint (Steel Stallions MC Book 1) by India R. Adams

Author:India R. Adams [Adams, India R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-08T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Surrendering Hearts

Still sitting on the couch, anxiety slowly drifted away like a storm simply passing by. There may have been some destruction left about, but it was over. That’s what I learned that day. Every storm will pass. Now, it was time to pick up the pieces. I had many to collect.

Mine and my wife’s.

Next to me, I stared at Lynx and spoke with peaceful exhaustion. “I am so sorry that I have turned out to be so challenging. You tried to help a young man who is now revealing a lot of baggage. If you need to back away, Lynx, for your sanity and the sake of this club, I swear I will understand.”

It was weak, and as peacefully worn as me, but Lynx slightly smirked. “I bet you would, Saint.”

Sitting across from me in a chair, Dagger rested his elbows on his thighs. “Baggage? Pup, we found you in a pool of blood. We had a clue you would be a ‘challenge’.”

I dipped my chin. “Point taken.”

“Good.” Then Dagger asked, “Could you find your way back to where this happened?”

Thumbing over my shoulder to Vice, in headphones, I stared at the man who was one of the best I’d ever know. “I take it you don’t need to compare my story to hers?”

Observing me intently, he shook his head slowly. “Kid, we are bullshit detectors and gut followers. I’d bet my life what you’re spillin’ is real.”

In some sort of surrender or deep understanding, I calmly nodded. “Yeah, it happened.”

Lynx asked me, “Do you know what the chase was about? What happened to the kids once caught?”

Again, I serenely nodded. “Yeah. I do.”

Just then, Vice’s chair abruptly skidded backward. I didn’t even have to look over my shoulder to see him leap out of his chair. In the reflection of the sliding glass door, I saw him rip off his earphones, throw them to the table, then back away from the laptop until his back was plastered against a wall, almost on the balls of his feet like a scared cat.

Dagger sunk his face into his palms. “God help us.”

Muscles in Lynx’s jaw twitched as he stared at his brave and formidable Enforcer, now spooked and positively horrified. Then Lynx swallowed before letting out a very long breath of sorrow. He quietly said to Vice, “Tell me that’s being recorded.”

Eyeing the laptop like it were a newfound enemy, Vice sneered, “It is, but I ain’t ever listening to it again. And you can’t fucking make me.”

When these men first learned of incidents that had happened to me by the brothers, it was Lynx who lost control, damaging the rental car. Now, it was Vice’s turn to wave the flag of mercy.

In the reflection of the glass, I watched him approach me from behind the couch. This huge and burly man grabbed my face and held it firmly as he leaned his forehead to the top of my hair.

I held his wrists. “She’ll be okay, Vice. She’ll be okay.

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