Wolf: SBMC Maryland, стр. 11

“And how were they goin’ to get it? We run the fuckin’ coastline, Avery,” I growl leaning in closer so I can smell the trickle of blood that leaks down his neck.

“Your…your chapter isn’t that big,” he says keeping his eyes on me now.

“It might not be but that doesn’t mean shit and you know it,” I warn him in a low tone before another howl comes from his kid.

“What happens when you aren’t in charge anymore, Avery?” Sly asks stepping into his space. Avery’s eyes move from mine to his.

“You can’t do that Sly. This isn’t a big town. They will know. Others will know what you’ve done,” he hisses.

“Others? No, they’ll think you fucked those Shell MC fuckers over and they took your ass out,” I add with a chuckle.

“A few know!”

“A few who?”

“Other cops. A few know about this,” he says as if that was gaining him any leverage. It isn’t. I don’t give a fuck who else knows and judging from the look in Sly’s eyes, neither does he.

“Kill them both,” Sly says before turning and walking away. Avery starts to scream when I grab his arm. Cutting in the perfect spot, he slides to the ground howling in pain. I step back and watch him.

“Hit the artery. You got about ninety seconds before you die,” I smirk as I tell him.

“What do you want from me?”

Looking over my shoulder, I call out to Gauge, “Hey bring him over here!” I look back down at Avery as he slowly bleeds out.

“I don’t want anything from you. I wanna watch you as you watch your son die for your fuck ups,” I say casually with a shrug.

“Sixty seconds.”

“You doin’ that whole make him bleed out thing?” Gauge asks with a chuckle.

“Damn right. Get to work,” I chuckle. The screams from his son pierce my ears and it amuses me a little more to watch Avery try to stand up and fail. He’s too weak. His blood loss is too much. Gauge carves him up pretty good before letting his body fall to the ground near his dad. Avery slowly drags himself over to him, tears building in his eyes. He’s too weak to even scream. His head lolls to the side before he finally falls over.

“Took long enough,” Gauge grumbles. I smirk as I look over at him.

“Could have drawn it out longer,” I tell him.

“Fuck that. I got shit to do.”

“You got a woman to do,” I mock.

“Don’t you?” He asks raising an eyebrow. “The question is, which one?”

“Are you shittin’ me?” I narrow my gaze at him.

“No. I saw that chick leavin’ your room, brother. What are you doin’ about Lauren?” That is the question of the day. I shrug and pull out a cigarette and light up.

“Haven’t thought much about it.”

“What the hell does that mean?” I motion for the prospects and when they walk over, I tell them, “Clean this shit up. Make sure he ain’t found.” They nod and get to work as I turn back to Gauge.

“Just what I said. I haven’t thought about it. She’s fuckin’ clingy, Gauge.” He laughs and turns to walk back toward where we parked the bikes as I follow.

“She’s been clingy since day one. You still asked her ass to marry you,” he reminds me.

“That was mistake number two.”

“What was one?” He glances over.

“Fuckin’ her. Now she’s hooked and won’t leave me alone. Do you know how many times I had to shut my goddamn phone off? If there was an emergency I would never know. That bitch just keeps callin’.” I take another long drag from my cigarette before stopping and leaning against a tree. Gauge turns to look at me, questions in his eyes. I can see them. I don’t want to answer them, but I know he’s going to ask anyway.

“Then break it off with her,” he says as if it’s nothing.

“You think she’d just go away?” I ask hopeful. Gauge laughs harder.

“Fuck no! That bitch is certifiable, brother. She’s gonna stalk you for the rest of your life.”

“Why do you say that shit?” He lifts his eyes and I follow his gaze when I see her storming toward me. “You gotta fuckin’ be kiddin’ me.”

“Not a chance in fuck,” Gauge says slapping a hand on my shoulder. He walks to his bike and climbs on just as Lauren stomps up in front of me, her hands on her hips.

“Why are you ignoring me?”

“I’m not,” I say gazing past her.

“You are! Now tell me why?” Sly, Gauge and Shaft all chuckle from their spots on their bikes. I flip them off with my free hand making them laugh harder. Lauren steps closer, her hands coming to rest on my chest. That spark that I have with Krista isn’t there with Lauren and that pisses me off for some unknown reason.

“We got church now! Get your asses back to the clubhouse!” Sly roars. I internally thank him but when I move toward my bike and Lauren follows, I groan.

“You can’t be there for that and you know it.”

“I’ll wait in your room,” she says confidently.

“Go home, Lauren.”

“No.”

“I mean it,” I warn her.

“I said no. I’m your fiancé damn it, Wolf!” Passing her the helmet, she grabs it quickly while I climb on the bike. There is no sense in arguing with her. She won’t listen, she’s stubborn as fuck. She climbs on the bike behind me, wrapping her hands around my waist. Usually my cock will get hard feeling a woman wrapped around me but not this time. This time it pisses me off a little more than it should. I rev up my bike and pull out behind the guys. I wonder how she knew where we were. I didn’t tell her, and I know for sure she didn’t overhear it from the club since she hasn’t been there. My nerves are already on edge and she