's hair and grit scratching her cheeks. The bikes roared dow
nt she belonged, at least for now. But the way Ace kept watching her, the way Rocco let his susp
ught the quick tilt of his head. Stay steady, his
deep, but sweat still beaded her back. Every second, sh
n't ta
wer growl as the convoy slowed..Ashley's sto
eaving and swerving, eati
ered, pulling his bik
lse spiked.
olan said. "Then we'
way the Vipers faces set hard. Running wasn't in their bones. They weren't
s came free from saddlebags. Ashley's breath came fast, s
kes back, "Knew it! Told yo
d ride," No
Fangs wer
chain whipping through the air. Ashley ducked with a startl
sending the Fang spinning into the d
creamed to jump off, but she couldn't. If she fell now,
s chaos. The convoy split across the r
eyes lock
e fought with wild aggression and Cole with reckless bravery, Jax was sur
t. His blade glinted silver, and every time it flashed,
the last instant, slid his knife free, and in a blur, slashed the man's arm wid
twisted-but she c
whistle past, then rammed his bike shoulder-deep into the Fang's, sending both machines shuddering. He cut
l. And it wa
een men fight before-but never like this. There was no hesitat
, the body crumpling under spinning wheels. Rocco's shotgun thundered. Nolan ro
night stank of gasoline
nged straight for her. His face was
ey f
ax was
on, drove his blade straight through the man's throat. Blood sprayed dark in the moo
rt stopped.
blade on his jeans, slid it back into it
seared int
e. Finally, the Fangs broke. Those still alive peeled off,
desert suddenly eerily quiet again. Bodies and
ut his voice was steady. "Check your woun
ike a madman. "That is on
the dirt, his eyes dartin
trembling. Her lips part
t from the others, expression unreadable, eyes black as stone in the moon
red. Was it
cond. An acknowledgment th
her gaze, her h
or keeping secrets. It was about blood. Their blood. Her blood. Theirs sp
thing in her wanted t
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