Savage Kind of Love by Nicole Snow

Author:Nicole Snow [Snow, Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: biker, MC, dark romance, erotica
Publisher: Ice Lips Press
Published: 2014-06-19T04:00:00+00:00

VI: The Demon Instinct (Blaze)

We were buried in shit. The best night of my whole fucking life turned into a toxic sewer. I had a bad feeling the ambush that got Tank stabbed was just the first ton of manure hitting the windmill.

As soon as I saw poor Saffron's mother ripped to hell, I knew I was right.

Didn't blame her for reacting like a wild animal. It would've been worse if I hadn't edged her out of there and covered up the body. She hadn't seen it like I had.

The Grizzlies were the fucking animals here, and that went double for this rogue charter. It hadn't been enough to stab a helpless old woman several dozen times. The bloody mess they left between her legs where they took turns raping her turned my fucking stomach long after we left the putrid apartment, and I'd seen some nasty shit in my time.

The memory shined in my skull like a star straight from hell, a star that wouldn't stop blinding me with its evil fucking light until I darkened it with blood. Same as the bullshit threats they'd splattered on the walls, messages I was used to seeing when shit got real between clubs.

Too bad those barbaric words were never, ever supposed to poison the civilian world.

It was hell sending Saffron away with my boys. I wanted to stay with her, but the world wasn't so merciful. I called up Stinger and had him bring the truck around for a full escort to the clubhouse. No fucking way was I leaving her exposed on a Harley anymore, even if she was pressed up behind me.

No more chances. No more mercy. Just cleanup, mourning, and then a laser sharp focus on murdering every last bitch who'd hurt my club through an innocent woman.

My badges showed up promptly, and the cops knew what to do. They'd split their payoff with their friends in the media to keep it quiet too. That was the easy part.

Filling in the rest of the club wasn't gonna be as simple. Things had turned too fucking serious to keep this a Missoula only problem. Now that the fucks had rattled us, they'd probably hit the supply lines running northwest, anything to rub our noses in bear shit.

Like it or not, I had to call in mother charter on this. Talking to Throttle was the last thing I wanted, but I'd dial him up a hundred times over if it meant savaging every last fucker in Montana wearing their greasy patch.

“Got to be Ursa behind this. I had a rotten feeling something was up when the little bitch didn't show up in Cali like I ordered.” Fang's gravelly voice rumbled on the other end of the line.

“The old fart looked like he was gonna shit himself when we made our deal back in the springtime. Guess he really couldn't handle his old charter getting blown sky high.” Throttle was a snarky sonofabitch sometimes, but he knew when to give it and when to pull back.

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