UnWreck Me (Savage Beast MC Book 7) by Hayley Faiman (lightweight ebook reader .txt) 📕

just know that it’s either the senator on the other end, or someone involved in this.

“Your terms?” he demands.

Sucking in a breath, I hold it as I wait for what’s to come. “Absolutely not,” he barks. His gaze flicks to mine and he hisses. “Can’t do that, either.”

There is a long moment of silence, too fucking long and I take a step backward. Dragon reaches out, taking his arm that was draped across his wife’s shoulders and grabs ahold of my bicep. His fingers wrap around me, holding me too tightly as he jerks me toward him, but he doesn’t release me, he holds me steady and firmly.

“Give me a week. Fine,” he bites. “Give me two days.”

He ends the call, his eyes finding mine and his teeth gnash together as he growls. “My office. Wait for me there.”

Before I can ask even one question, he’s stomping away from me. I look behind me as he walks away, then whip my head back around to meet Bellarosa’s. Her eyes are wide and her lips are parted.

“You better go to his office,” she whispers.

“That was bad, wasn’t it?” I ask.

She shakes her head, pressing her lips together in a straight line. “I don’t pretend to know anything about club business, I try to stay out of it, but yeah, that seems bad.”

“Shit,” I hiss.

She nods her head. “Yeah.”

Without another word, I hurry past her and into Dragon’s office. I’m too nervous to sit on his sofa, so I pace. I’m not really looking at anything, just walking back and forth from wall to wall as I wait for Dragon to come in here and put me out of my misery.

The door flies open and not only does Dragon march through, but again, there’s an entourage. Taz, Mountain, Wolfe, Worm, and even Silver make their way inside of the small office. Dragon immediately rounds his desk and sinks down into the chair. Nobody else sits though and that’s far too telling.

“Tell me,” I whisper my demand.

He clears his throat. “Walsh wants you, but in order to let Hawk go, he wants us to supply him with women. He wants us to traffic for his sick and twisted games, for his little club’s kinks.”

“Where we get rid of one, five more fucking appear,” Taz snaps.

“No fuckin’ shit, hombre,” Silver growls.

Biting the inside of my cheek, I would volunteer happily, if it was just me he wanted, but I can’t agree with the rest of his plan. The rest of the men don’t seem so hot to kidnap girls and hand them over, either, which I’m really glad about.

“What’s the plan, Dragon?” Wolfe asks.

There are a few moments of silence, all attention is focused on Dragon and nowhere else, but he doesn’t speak. I don’t know if it’s because he’s not sure what to say or if he knows what he wants to do and he’s just not ready to say it aloud.

Clearing my throat, I take a step forward. “If I can get in, maybe I can try to free Hawk?”

“Live bait?” Silver growls. “No fuckin’ way. Hawk and I ain’t best friends, but you’re his woman.”

“Ain’t branded,” Mountain reminds everyone. “Sorry, but Leighton didn’t get any special fuckin’ shit for being in my bed, she doesn’t either.”

There’s a long moment of silence, again. Squaring my shoulders, my gaze finds Dragon’s and I hold it. “I will get him out. There’s no reason to agree to that. I know your club isn’t about that,” I remind him.

“We ain’t angels, Avah. Done a lot of fucked-up shit,” he grunts.

I can practically see the waves of anger that are rolling off of the other men in the room. They may be lawbreakers, they may be violent, they may be murderers, but they are not this. And I have a feeling this exact topic has come up before and it has not ended well.

“Let me help. I love Hawk, let me do this.”

Dragon shifts his gaze from me to each of the men in the room. They must all give him some kind of silent communication because a few moments later, he nods his head.

“You’ll do this, but you’ll do it after you and Worm have come up with some kind of plan. And you’ll do this with us at your back, Avah. We can’t go inside with you, but we will be surrounding the place and have a plan to extract both of you before shit gets too fucking crazy.”

I don’t tell him that the senator can get fucking insane in a matter of minutes. There’s no need to say that. If he wants to think that he’s going to save both me and Hawk, then that’s fine, I’ll let him believe that.

But I know the truth.

I will not come out of this.

Not free and more than likely, not even alive.

HAWK

It takes everything inside of me to hold back the vomit that’s threatening to come up. Considering all I have in my body is some liquid supplement bullshit, I need to keep that down to keep up my strength.

I’m disgusted with myself, though I know that I didn’t have much of a choice. I didn’t put her in that position and every time I tried to resist, Walsh delivered her pain. I could say that I don’t understand his obsession with me, but that would be a lie. I understand him perfectly.

Deep down inside, I am him.

He wants control. He needs it like he needs to breathe. I need it too, we just go about it in completely different ways. He uses and abuses women, and I run when I lose any semblance of control in an attempt to take back what I can.

I’d rather be considered weak and a coward for running than an abusive piece of shit. The girl is still across from me, her naked body splayed out on the bed. She doesn’t even attempt to move, her glazed eyes focused straight forward. She’s completely lost in another world, and it’s