Dad laughs, shaking his head. “You’ve solely been again just a few weeks, and already we’ve obtained beef with a brand new MC.”

I shrug off the sting of his phrases. However I do know my return to Opey is why that is occurring. “You need me gone?” My fists clench so tight they ache, and I grit my tooth onerous sufficient to crack beneath the stress.

“All these issues began if you got here again,” Grey replies, accusation clear in his tone.

I stand so abruptly that my chair topples over. “What the fuck does that even imply?” I bark, obtrusive at him.

Grey shrugs earlier than trying away, his jaw clenched. “I mentioned what I mentioned.”

“Fuck you, Grey. For those who can’t deal with this shit, hand in your kutte and get the fuck out.” The necessity to unleash this poisonous rage swirling inside me is highly effective, and Grey makes an interesting goal.

However I have to focus. “As an alternative of being pissed off at me, you ought to be mad they got here after Ivy. Which could imply this isn’t about me in any respect.” It’s a low blow, however proper now, I don’t give a fuck.

He stands taller, one thing like hatred flashing in his eyes.

I don’t acknowledge any of the feelings and even the trace of settlement in his gaze as a result of fuck him. The one factor I care about proper now’s making these motherfuckers pay for scaring the shit out of Ivy. She’s not my woman, however she’s one thing extra. She’s one of the best goddamn pal I’ve ever had, and nobody is allowed to return after her, making her shake like a fucking leaf.

Dad’s hand lands on my shoulder, a powerful but mild reassurance, grounding me for a minute.

“What are we gonna do about these fuckers? There’s no fucking method we are able to let this go unpunished,” I inform my dad.

“I agree,” Grey presents up as if anybody fucking requested him.

I glare at him and switch my consideration again to my dad. “Inform me we’re going to do one thing.”

He grins, a touch of one thing that appears quite a bit like delight in his eyes. “What do you intend?”

I do know that is one other take a look at. I do know the fitting factor to say, however I additionally know there’s just one proper reply. “Kill them.”

He chuckles, giving my shoulder a squeeze earlier than he steps again. “Perhaps we should always strive rather less firepower first. You possibly can catch extra flies and all that bullshit.”

I disagree, however I hold that to myself. I do know he’s making an attempt to get me to suppose like a pacesetter, not only a pair of fists fueled by bloodthirst. “We will strive, however I doubt something aside from handing me over will appease them.”

“Most likely not even that,” Dad says with a touch of resignation.

“Okay, tremendous,” I say. “I’ll bide my time whereas we strive a bunch of bullshit that’s destined to fail, after which I’ll get what I would like.”

To finish the Cranium Crushers MC.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Ivy

I refuse to cope with Grey after he gave me shit about hugging my pal. In any case, Stone rescued me from a pack of untamed bikers. However Stone has been straight-up ghosting me for the previous twenty-four hours.

What the precise fuck? Who even are they anymore?

So, I’m having a day at house to myself, a day stuffed with thrilling actions like laundry and dusting, cleansing home windows whereas I shake my ass to any music that can make me overlook that yesterday ever occurred.

I want a reset. ASAP.

Between late nights mixing into mornings and hitting snooze just a few too many occasions, the home has been uncared for for method too lengthy. I throw my hair up in a messy ponytail, tie a bandana round my head, and get right down to enterprise.

Adulting: 1, Ivy: 0.

The lounge’s a breeze, apart from Sage’s footwear and socks scattered round. Lady, the hamper’s proper there! I clear off the espresso desk, do a fast dusting and vacuum.

I’m slightly sweaty, however my music retains me firm. No worries about waking Sage—that woman may sleep by way of the apocalypse after final evening. And if she does get up, she will be able to be a part of the cleansing social gathering.

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