Biker Bewitch by Morgan Jane Mitchell

Author:Morgan Jane Mitchell [Mitchell, Morgan Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-10-22T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

Salem

I woke up tangled in the rough sheets, the morning sun sneaking through the cracks in the boarded-up windows of the farmhouse. The place didn’t seem so scary in the daylight. Just... hollow. Like me, I guess. The events of last night played on repeat in my head—the storm, the creeping shadows, and the way Heresy’s hands felt on my body, rough and desperate like he needed me to survive.

But morning always brought clarity. And regret. I shifted on the bed, feeling the coldness in the space where Heresy had slept beside me. He was already awake, pulling on his shirt, the muscles in his back flexing with every movement.

Neither of us spoke for a minute. I watched him from under my lashes, feeling the weight of unspoken words hanging between us like a noose. Last night had been... wild. Passionate. More than I’d ever let myself feel for anyone. And I hated that it had been him, a damn Slayer, of all people.

Finally, Heresy turned to me, his face expressionless but his eyes saying something else entirely. “I should get out of here before your sisters show up.” His voice was cold, detached, like the heat from last night had frozen over in the morning light.

I nodded, biting my lip to keep from saying anything stupid. “Yeah. Wouldn’t want them to think I’ve gone soft.” I forced a smirk, but it felt hollow.

He pulled on his boots, lacing them up with slow, deliberate movements. I could tell he was thinking, but he wasn’t about to let me in on those thoughts. Finally, he stood, looking down at me, his face set in stone. “This—” he gestured between us, “—it can’t happen again, Salem. You know that.”

I forced myself to sit up, pulling the blanket around me, even though the warmth of his body still lingered on my skin. “I know,” I said, the words coming out sharper than I intended. “I’m a prospect. Being patched into the Hell on Heelz is the most important thing to me right now. I can’t... I won’t fuck that up for anyone. Especially not you.”

Heresy’s jaw tightened, his eyes flashing with something that almost looked like hurt before he buried it under layers of indifference. “I’ve got a reputation to think about too. Can’t be seen messing around with one of you.”

One of you. Like I was just another name on his list of mistakes.

“Good. Then we’re on the same page.” My voice was icy, and I felt the weight of those harsh words settle in the pit of my stomach. I hated how easy it was to hurt each other with words we didn’t really mean. Because deep down, we both knew this wasn’t nothing. It was something.

But neither of us was about to admit that. Right?

Heresy nodded, his face giving nothing away, and without another word, he turned and walked out of the farmhouse. I listened to the sound of his footsteps fade away, the door creaking shut behind him, leaving me alone in the morning light.

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