Wolf (Devil's Fury MC 9) by Harley Wylde (novels in english txt) 📕

Outlaw, are working on finding the names and faces of the members. At least the ones within a few hundred miles of here. It’s possible some could have flown from other areas, but the Sons of Vassago appear to be global. I’m not sure we’ll have a list of every single one no matter how long we work on this.”

“Wait,” I said, my chest feeling tight as anxiety crept through me. “If they’re global, even if you get rid of whichever ones want to hurt me, won’t more just try later? Or want revenge if you kill any of their members?”

“And that’s why we haven’t done anything yet,” Demon said. “We need to determine how expendable these men are. The last thing we want to do is start a war.”

“They already brought it to our doorstep,” Wolf pointed out. “We didn’t start shit.”

“Any idea how this all ties in to the clinic?” I asked, hoping I wasn’t overstepping. But since these assholes wanted me dead too? Yeah, it made it my problem.

“Wire helped out with that end,” Demon said. “Twister’s brother goes by the name Saul Sanders. We can’t tell if that’s his legal name or not, but everything Wire has dug up has that name on it. Wire and his wife went through camera footage in the area for days and finally found our man stalking the patient from the clinic. He may not have been the one to assault her, but she was on his radar. The fact we helped her, then made sure she got home safely, probably pissed him off. Add to that the fact his brother was part of this club, and is now lying in a shallow grave, and it put a target on you and the doc.”

At least it wasn’t something I’d done. And it wasn’t directly related to the clinic and the work we’d been doing. I had to wonder if Saul hadn’t discovered the club was affiliated with the clinic, if the doctor and I would have been safe. Or since his victim had managed to escape, would we still be considered a good alternative? I had a feeling we might never know.

“I’ll call Church tomorrow and we can come up with a plan,” Demon said. “Hopefully, we’ll have more information on the men we’re dealing with right now and who else might be close by. Each club helping us track down this information is also going to keep an eye on the Sons of Vassago.”

“Thank you, Demon,” I said. “I know you didn’t have to let me hear all that, but it helps. Not knowing scares me more than having an idea of what I could face if those men get their hands on me.”

“Not going to happen, Glory. You’re Wolf’s, which means you’re club property, and we protect our own,” Demon said.

I wasn’t sure how I felt about being club property, but Wolf had mentioned something about a property cut for me. I hadn’t gotten one yet. Something told me the club was too preoccupied with everything else going on.

Wolf ended the call and pulled me into his arms. “And now you know as much as I do.”

“Except for the details of the video, and I don’t need to know those. It’s clear we’re dealing with people who have no conscience. No soul. Do they really believe sacrificing women will gain them favors with a demon?” I asked. “Isn’t that a little too…”

“Hollywood?” he asked. “Yeah, it is. There’s a good chance they don’t believe sacrifices will do anything. They may just enjoy the kill and use the demon Vassago as an excuse.”

“What do we do now?” I asked.

“Get some sleep.” He ran his fingers through my hair and kissed me softly. “You’re too important for me to lose you, Glory. You’re… everything. My heart. My soul. My reason for breathing. As much as I’d love to be up all night making love, I want to be sharp and focused. I can’t let those assholes slip past me.”

“I understand, Max.” I bit my lip before kissing him. I couldn’t hold back anymore. I needed to tell him. “I love you.”

“I love you too, beautiful. I don’t deserve an angel like you, but now that I have you, I’m holding on and never letting go.”

I snuggled closer. “Good, because I’m not letting you go either.”

He placed his hand over my belly. We hadn’t been together very long, but I still knew what he was thinking. My big, sexy biker wondered if I could be pregnant. We hadn’t been trying to conceive, even if we’d decided protection wasn’t going to work for right now. Neither of us wanted to wait long enough for me to get on the pill, and since the first condom had broken, it hadn’t seemed worth dealing with them. He was clean. I was clean. So we were leaving babies up to fate.

I pressed my hand to his. “I should start in about a week or a few days after. If I don’t, I can take a pregnancy test and we’ll see what it says.”

“As much as I’d love to have another baby with you, I’d rather wait until the Sons of Vassago are out of the picture.”

“Me too,” I murmured.

“What about your degree? You haven’t been working on your classes since you moved in here, not that I’ve seen. And you said something about needed to do a clinical or whatever it’s called.”

“I think I’m putting everything on hold for the moment. I want my degree, and I’ll get it. The time just feels off right now. What seemed like the most important thing ever has taken a back seat to everything else. I have you and Sienna. That’s what matters most. I’m only nineteen. I have the rest of my life to finish my nursing degree.”

“Don’t give up on your dream, Glory. Not for me or anyone else.”

“I won’t, Max. Nursing is still important to me, but my dreams are changing. I never counted on