Sins of Betrayal: The Unforgiven Souls MC Book 1 by Juniper Nyx

Author:Juniper Nyx [Nyx, Juniper]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-07-11T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 17

Nyla

I woke up, staring at the vaguely familiar ceiling of Mitchell’s guest room. The gray color resembled how I felt inside—trapped, dull and lifeless. My eyes stung, dry from the stress and tears from the shitshow the past week of my life had been. But today I had to push it all to the side. No matter if the mask crumbled, I couldn’t let it disintegrate completely.

It was the day of the Leela’s Legacy fundraiser.

Even with what was happening today, I couldn’t find an ounce of joy within myself, and this day was something I looked forward to every year. The smiling faces of the kids with fresh face paint, and cookie crumbs on their faces and clothes as they ran around on a sugar high, their moms laughing and feeling the weight of the world off them, even if it was just for a millisecond.

I prided myself on making this day a brief reprieve for them, but not this year.

No, this year I wasn’t looking forward to it, especially since the Souls had graciously volunteered themselves for the event, even though they weren’t wanted there. Even worse, Carly was over the moon that they volunteered their services. Despite my bias feelings toward them, I was afraid that a group of walking giants would scare the women and children at the domestic shelter. They were afraid of men half their size, so I couldn’t imagine their reactions to them. Carly didn’t share my concerns, though.

Mitchell poked his head in the guest bedroom door, the longer part of his dirty blond hair damp from a shower. I ignored the way droplets slid down his face, through his stubbled chin, and onto the floor. “Gonna get ready? We gotta go soon.”

“I’m well aware,” I deadpanned, trying to gather my strength and patience to get out of bed. “I’ll be ready in a few minutes. I just need to change my clothes.”

“Get a move on. The brothers are already on their way,” he explained, opening the door and revealing his full form, clad in a black T-shirt, denim jeans, and his cut finishing out his usual look.

I sighed, pushing the covers off me. I felt hazel eyes on me, and when I turned to look at Mitchell, I found his heated eyes were locked on me. “Can you leave so I can change?”

He leaned against the doorframe, crossing his arms to make his forearms bulge, his tribal tattoo rippling with his muscles. “Nothin’ I haven’t seen, touched, or fucked before, Nyla.”

I flattened my lips in annoyance, but I didn’t have the time to argue. We had to get going like he said, or we were going to be late—and since I was in charge of this of it, I couldn’t be late.

I walked over to my closet, pulling out a comfortable sweatshirt with a pair of black leggings—

“No.”

I turned to him, my face scrunched. “What do you mean no?”

“You’re not wearin’ that.” He walked over to where I was, pulling a familiar hoodie off the hanger.

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