Twisted Steel: An MC Anthology: Second Edition by Elizabeth Knox (top 5 ebook reader txt) 📕

to the clubhouse. I can still see it clearly from here. I like my fucking privacy, it’s the only reason I elected that we all have our own personal space. I see something moving out of the corner of my eye but before I can get a good look at it, it darts off.

“Fuck no.” I toss my jeans on as fast as I can and grab my gun. I don’t want to make any noise in case there are more but at the same time I don’t want any of my brothers to be caught off guard. I raise my gun and jog quietly to the side of the building. It’s probably one of those fucking cultists. They came for Dela.

My heart beats triple time in my chest when I realize that she may be in danger. I’ll never be able to live with myself if something happened to her. I move a little faster and when I round the corner, I raise my gun so I can see down the barrel.

“No!” Dela screams and she falls down to the ground as I suddenly appear right in front of her.

“What the shit?!” I pull the gun straight up in the air in case of an accidental discharge. The last thing I need is to shoot her by accident. It’s just Dela. No one else but her, I must have scared her half to death because I know she did the same to me.

“Don’t hurt me,” she whimpers.

I put the gun back into the side of my jeans and lean down. “You should know by now that I’m not going to hurt you, Dela. Come on, get up.” I put my hand out and help her to her feet. She stumbles slightly and her hand collides with my bare chest. The bare skin of her hand against mine shoots sparks through my body.

I fight to keep a growl down. Everything about this woman is an enigma and yet she feels so familiar.

“Sorry about that, I didn’t mean to scare you,” I say as I hold her steady.

“Why are you running around with a gun, half-naked?” She takes a breath and moves back slightly.

“Why are you running around in the middle of the night?”

I catch a look of embarrassment in her eyes before she looks down. “I thought I was still there, I woke up and my first instinct was to run. It wasn’t until I realized that there was no one trying to stop me did I realize that I was safe and not with Emerson.”

I could understand the nightmare, what I didn’t fucking understand was where the fuck Winnie was. It was his watch, how the fuck was she able to make it all the way outside without anyone seeing her.

“Winnie wasn’t there?” I’m trying to keep my anger under control, it’s not her fault the kid is a fuck up.

“He might have been, I jumped out the window.” She shrugged, her head still down.

I put my hand under her chin and force her to look at me. “You stop this shit right now,” I order.

“What shit?”

“Beating yourself up like this is something that you did wrong. You got dealt a shit hand and you won. You’re one of the strongest people I’ve ever fucking met. I’m not going to let you sit around and cut yourself down.” Again, with the pep talk, what the hell is wrong with me.

“Thanks, Wyatt. I really appreciate that.” She turns and walks back toward the clubhouse.

“Wait.” I put my hand up, I couldn’t believe I was about to ask this but there is no way I would be able to get any type of sleep if I thought there was a possibility that she would find a way to get out again. “Do you want to stay at my house? It’s right here and it’s more secure. No one will be able to get in and I can keep a better eye on you.”

“Keep a better eye on me?” She smirked slightly. “I think I like the idea of you keeping an eye on me.” She turns back to me and slightly grabs my wrist. “Come on, take me home.”

My entire body jerks toward her, against my will. That was an invitation if I ever heard one. One that I fucking wanted to take her up on. I know she has gone through some truly fucked up shit but I couldn’t help but notice how she was looking at me. I shouldn’t even be paying any mind to it but it’s the first time in a long while that I have even let myself lust after someone. She had something that none of the other women I’ve been with did. Mystery.

“Be good.” I lean back, my words coming out gritty and with meaning.

“Of course,” she says and she waits for me to start walking. I grab her hand and tug her along behind me. Her small delicate fingers felt almost childlike in my massive paw.

I’ve never given much thought as to why I was still single besides the fact that no one seemed to be the right fit for me in town. The truth of the matter is they are all so fucking predictable. They want to be with a biker. They want someone they can start a family with. They want someone to make their ex jealous. All of them basically just trying to further their own agenda. With Delaney, I had no idea what the hell she wanted besides to get free. When she smiled at me, I could tell that she wasn’t trying to push me to do anything that she wanted; she was just smiling at me to do it.

The mystery, the unknown drew me to her like a fucking pig to shit. I shouldn’t even be thinking about her in that manner but at this point there is nothing that I could do to stop it.

I open the door to my large cabin. It’s about 400 feet