Twisted Iron: Royal Bastards MC Las Vegas, NV Reverse Harem Crossover by Nikki Landis

Author:Nikki Landis [Landis, Nikki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nikki Landis
Published: 2024-01-30T00:00:00+00:00

“HI, AMELIA. WE NEED to talk.”

My gut churned with what I’d learned from Devil. The horrible knowledge of this cult and what they’d done was nothing compared to the reality.

I knew in ways I could never admit.

“Henny! Tell me they aren’t hurting you.” She sounded panicked and something else. . .like guilty.

“No. I’ve been confined to a room, but no one touched me.”

“Oh, thank God.”

“Listen,” I began, pacing Devil’s office. “They told me what’s in that package.”

I heard her sharp intake of breath. “They did?”

She didn’t ask why, and I thought it was odd.

“Do you know what’s in it?” I asked, hoping she didn’t.

“Is this line secure?”

“I’m talking to you on a burner phone.”

Devil pierced me with his gaze, holding a finger to his lips.

Nodding, I understood that I wasn’t to mention he was in the room with me.

“You’re alone?”

“Yeah,” I lied with a wince.

“I know what’s in the package,” she admitted. “I checked after Homer left.”

Wait. What?

My legs buckled from underneath me as I sank to the floor on my knees. Shock, disappointment, and anger all vied for my attention. She lied. Amelia let these bikers take me. She never fought to keep me safe. Wow.

Devil joined me on the floor, searching my face for the truth.

She lied, I mouthed to him.

His grim nod followed. Devil wasn’t surprised. He knew she had hidden the package and pretended not to know what they were looking for.

“You let them take me?” I asked, finally able to speak. “Why would you do that?”

“I had to protect Josie. I’m sorry, Henny.” I could hear Amelia’s voice breaking over the line. “She’s only eleven. I couldn’t let them take her.”

“I don’t understand.”

“Homer is a former member of the Order.”

“What Order?”

“The Sect of Primordial Light.”

My heart began beating faster, picking up speed with every word she said. Panic clawed at my composure. The cult that trafficked children. The ones that came for me. “No,” I whispered.

“Homer said I had to keep that envelope and all the info inside it safe if I wanted to keep those pedophiles away from Josie.”

Jesus. Christ.

“I didn’t know what else to do. He told me some of the police officers and the police chief are members.”

Shit!

“I didn’t believe him, and I checked, Henny. He was right.”

“Fuck,” I swore, trying to breathe. My lungs dragged in air, but I still felt like I’d pass out.

Devil’s arm slid around my waist, tugging me against his side. This close, he could hear Amelia’s voice.

“I had to keep my baby safe. You understand, right? Tell me you do, Henny.”

“I do.” It wasn’t a lie.

“I know about your past, baby. They’re things you haven’t told me, but your nightmares did. You talked in your sleep.”

Shaking, I didn’t want to hear this.

“Amelia. Don’t.”

Devil didn’t need to learn this. Nobody did.

I wanted the truth to remain hidden behind the brick wall I erected.

“They got to you before I found you, didn’t they?”

Devil tilted my chin up, staring into my eyes with horror.

A tattooed, rough president of an outlaw motorcycle club, terrified of my past and the words that whispered of my living nightmare.

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