Primal Wrath (Primal Howlers MC Book 7) by Piper Davenport

Author:Piper Davenport [Davenport, Piper]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-11-15T00:00:00+00:00

Wrath

I’d just buried my face in Sierra’s pussy when some asshole started banging on the door.

“Ignore them and they’ll go away,” Sierra panted out, gripping my scalp.

“Wrath!” Healy bellowed, banging again.

“Goddamn it,” I hissed. “Let me get rid of him.”

“Hurry,” Sierra begged.

I dragged my jeans on over my raging hard-on and stormed to the door, cracking it slightly. “What the fuck, man?”

“You gotta come, Wrath,” Healy begged, dragging his hands through his hair. “Tango’s gone crazy.”

“What do you mean, he’s gone crazy.”

“Like, gonna kill a man, crazy.”

“Give me a second.” I closed the door and made my way to the bed.

“What’s wrong?” Sierra asked, sitting up.

“Not sure, Moonbeam, but I gotta go. Sorry.”

“It’s fine. I’ll take care of myself.” She opened the nightstand drawer.

“You won’t,” I growled. “You come when I come, Sierra.”

“Rude.” She wrinkled her nose and her curls bounced as she threw her head up in annoyance.

Jesus, she was cute.

I smiled, leaning down to kiss her quickly. “Love you.”

“Love you, too,” she grumbled, and I headed out the door.

“What the fuck’s goin’ on?” I asked Healy dragging a T-shirt over my head as we walked. “Where’s Tango?”

“In the shed.”

“Fuck.”

‘The shed,’ was our secondary auto bay, and it was smaller than the main shop, typically reserved for some of our dirtier work. In the center of the shed’s floor was a large commercial drain used to capture oil and other automotive fluids. It just so happened, we’d used it a time or two to dispose of a few people in the past.

If Tango had Luigi there, he meant to do some serious harm.

“Did someone get Needles?” I asked.

“I think we’re well past Needles at this point,” Healy admitted. “But yeah, he’s on his way.”

“What about Scooby and Sundance?”

“The Cavalry’s been called, Wrath, everyone’s comin’,” Healy said.

“Jesus,” I hissed. “What set him off?”

“Dude, I think it had somethin’ to do with Indigo’s bitch.”

I stalled just outside the shed. “Bellamy?”

“Yeah.”

Now I was really confused. As far as anyone knew, he’d met her twice. Once when Walker House had been broken into the night Scrappy was killed, and now, so why he’d give one shit about Bellamy was news to me.

“Okay, let’s figure out what the fuck’s goin’ on.”

We walked inside and it took me a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the light and then all I saw was blood. Blood on the floor, blood all over Tango, and blood all over Luigi, who was currently hanging from an iron hook in the middle of the ceiling, directly over the drain, his head drooped, chin to chest, and I could not tell if he was dead or alive.

Tango was currently pacing the concrete floor, hands fisted at his sides, his right one clutching a bloody crescent wrench, and his eyes wild with rage. Dizzy was watching with what I could only describe as unadulterated amusement.

“Tango,” I called quietly just as Sundance, Rocky, Scooby, and Moses rushed into the shed.

“Fucking hell,” Sundance snapped. “What the hell, Tango? I told you to wait for me.

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