Wilder (Grim Sinners MC Book 2) by Ashers LeAnn

Author:Ashers, LeAnn [Ashers, LeAnn]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi
Published: 2018-03-07T16:00:00+00:00

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I am sitting in a booth in the diner. The guys are stationed all around me, but hidden so she won’t be able to see them. Walker and Tristan are in the kitchen; they know the owners so it’s not a problem. Wilder is hidden in a corner booth where he can see me.

Wilder wouldn’t let me out of his sight, and when Walker suggested he wait with them in the kitchen, he wanted to be closer to me. I’ve got to admit I love that possessive side of him. It makes me feel wanted.

I startle at the sight of my mother sitting in front of me in the booth; I never even saw her come in. Her eyes are on the cut I am wearing, and amusement is written all over her face. “Well, you wrangled you an MC guy, didn’t you?” She nods, her lips pursed, pretending to be impressed or something. “I tried to get myself one of those twenty-four years ago, but he didn’t want me.”

Is she serious right now?

“Where is my money?” she asks.

“What money?” I ask sweetly, and I lift my hand and motion for them.

One by one, they come into view and I watch, with satisfaction, the look on her face when she spots Walker. He sits beside me, and Tristan sits next to her. Wilder is standing next to Walker. It is going to take a while to get used to the idea of calling him “Dad.” It feels weird just thinking about it.

“What is this?” she hisses.

“Well, I think you have been keeping something from me, haven’t you?” Walker snarls, bending over the table.

She doesn’t budge. She doesn’t seem affected in the least. I would be shaking in my boots if I were her. “Well, I guess you found out.”

Walker’s fist hits the table. “How can you do this to me? How could you have kept her hidden? You gave me papers for the abortion!” I touch his arm as he sits back in his seat, calming him down.

My mother just smiles like she is having the time of her life. “You only wanted her, so I decided to sleep with the abortion doctor and have fake papers drawn up.” She cackles.

This woman is sick, and I am ashamed that she is my mother. How can someone be so cruel? I cannot even stomach hurting a bug. This person purposely causes people pain.

“Why give her my last name?”

She rolls her eyes. “In case I wanted to get child support someday.”

I am sick to my stomach, and a hand touches my back. Wilder is in the booth behind me.

“Look at you two, how cute. Now where is my money? I will leave and get out of your hair.”

Is she really serious right now? Does she expect me to give her money after everything she has done and said? “I am not giving you any.”

Her face turns ten different shades of red, her mouth opening and closing like a fish, and she can’t spit out what she is trying to say.

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