Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 61929 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61929 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
All I could think about was Aisling and how scared she probably was, wondering if we were going to save her. I wasn’t going to give up on her. Never.
But our initial plan had failed.
The Hornets stopped chasing us at the end of the alleyway. They laughed and shouted at us to taunt us as we hurried to our bikes parked on the next street over.
When I reached my bike, I had to do everything in my power not to kick it over out of anger.
“We can’t just give up!” I shouted as the others reached their bikes.
“We won’t. We’ll just have to try again, and we’ll stick to the plan this time!” Kai told me in a sharp voice. “I get that you’re pissed off, but no more crazy stunts are going to be pulled. Her life and our son’s life are on the line, and we’re not fucking this up, understand?”
Usually, I would argue and defend myself, but I knew that I was in the wrong. I messed up, and I could’ve ruined everything. I gave him a curt nod as my teeth clenched.
“Good,” Kai murmured, fixing me with a hard look before starting his bike and tearing down the street back to our clubhouse.
“It’s okay. We’ll try again. We’re not giving up on her,” Claude said, giving my arm a nudge before following Kai.
I slammed my helmet on and started my bike, fury firing through me. The thought of running my bike right through their front door crossed my mind, but I followed the others, not wanting to do anything that might put Aisling in harm’s way even more.
I already messed things up by letting my anger get the best of me and jumping the gun. Why did I do that? Why couldn’t I control myself?
Probably because I was scared to death for Aisling. The Hornets were ruthless, and they had the opportunity to ruin us forever. Take away our son and hurt the woman we loved. It would shatter us, and I didn’t see us coming back from that.
Ever.
Somehow, we had to stop this because time was running out. The baby would be here before we knew it, which meant Aisling was on a strict time limit. Our future hung in the balance, and we had to keep it from crashing and burning.
Chapter 22
Lincoln
The plan had to change. Our failure earlier wasn’t just because Bradley let his anger get the best of him. We were facing more Hornets than there were Serpents, which meant we had to break the Hornets up. We had to be even smarter.
I sat on my bike outside of the clubhouse, peering up at the bright moon as it glowed in the night sky. Round two was about to begin, and everyone had to play their parts correctly for it to work. We couldn’t mess up. Not again.
“I fucked up earlier. Bad,” Bradley said from my left as he shook his head at himself. “I swear I won’t mess up again. I don’t care if my life is on the line. I’m getting them both out of there.”
“Everyone’s life is on the line the moment we get into their territory,” Kai replied as he adjusted his gloves. “Your anger can be a weapon if you wield it right.”
Bradley narrowed his eyes as he looked ahead.
“I’m going to bring them Hell crashing down on them,” he gritted out.
A satisfied look crossed Kai’s face as he nodded.
“We’ll all do it together,” he said. “Let’s get ready to go!”
“Ready?” Auden asked from my right.
I looked over at him and nodded as some of the others moved their bikes on the outer edges of the line. I had a big part in coordinating this plan, and I took into account the safety of the guys and Aisling. That was my priority.
“Ready,” I replied before glancing down the line at the triplets. “You guys ready to go?”
They all nodded. Chris checked his watch.
“The Hornets run a patrol around this time. We’ll intercept them while they’re away from the clubhouse,” Chris told me.
I nodded.
“The rest of us will go to the clubhouse and deal with whoever was left behind to watch Aisling. They won’t expect us to double back and attack so soon, so we have an advantage. This might be our last chance of having one,” I said. “Bradley, are you sure you’re good to go?”
Bradley had a stony look on his face, but he nodded.
“Been ready,” he told me.
I wasn’t worried about him falling out of line again. We all knew what we had to do now, and we weren’t going to deviate from the plan.
“Let’s go,” I replied, starting my bike and riding away from our clubhouse.
The triplets separated from the group, heading off to distract the Hornets sent out on patrol of their area.
Instead of coming from the front like we did last time, we decided to park toward the back of the clubhouse and approach on foot from there.