Page 4 of Full Throttle

Cain and I weren’t an epic love story.

He wasn’t prince charming, and I wasn’t the helpless princess.

This wasn’t a fairytale.

This was a fucking tragedy.

So, I mustered up all the strength I could, lifting my head, stretching my neck until our lips were a breath away from each other.

I pushed back the memories of our old life and hissed, “You don’t tell me what to do.”

Chapter One

Cain

I watched the mundane people with normal lives walk back and forth through the hospital waiting room as I sat on the far side, my back against the wall of windows, wondering how in the fuck they got so lucky.

What did they do in a past life to deserve such…normalcy?

My jaw hardened as I saw a flash of electric blue in the parking lot outside, just beyond the shallow crowd. Dontell and Mina were here. Jer and Casey had been here but left a few hours ago to get some rest. Casey was nearly halfway through her pregnancy now; she deserved some rest, and Jer wasn’t leaving her side. Leon had been here, spending half the night waiting with me in silence and the other half checking on Bryce, the officer who took a bullet for Amara last week. When Lee wasn’t with me or in Bryce’s room, he was on the phone with Collin Stevens, the head of the Mafia—and my brother’s boss. These people shouldn’t be dealing with this stress, not with everything else going on.

Last night, the biggest pain in my fucking ass made the dumbest decision of her life. She went against my demands, took one of Leon’s cars, and raced. I told her to stay off the streets. I didn’t have the fucking time to worry about her. I shouldn’t have to fucking worry about her; she wasn’t my burden to fucking bear.

Not anymore.

After I'd spent the last four hours sitting that damn hospital room, glaring at her while she slept, she finally woke up. The sight of her green eyes shook me in a way it shouldn’t have, but fuck, less than twelve hours ago, I thought I’d never see them again. The second she wrapped me in her mossy gaze, anger possessed me. I wanted her gone.

I wanted her out of the street racing scene all together—strike that.

I never wanted her behind another wheel ever again.

However, I knew that was impossible; she was a stubborn, spoiled brat still holding onto that silver spoon she was born with.

I had to settle with something else, and that was getting her out of Oasis entirely.

The boys knew how I felt about bringing her here in the first place.

Shortly after Collin and Jer brought me in a few months ago, we made a run out to Hallow Ranch in Colorado, hiding some of the Mafia’s most precious products from Kavi. During that time, we went into Denver to do some networking.

The last person I’d expected to see was Dominique Wells. I hadn’t seen her in over a decade, and she was racing—pretty fucking well…

Four Months Ago. Denver, CO.

The sound of over used engines drowned out the rock music coming from three speakers set out in each corner of the parking lot. The sun had just set, the racing crowd of Denver alive and filled with anticipation as they waited for the first race of the night to end.

I moved through the crowd, searching for any signs of Bratva while Leon and Jer did networking.

Would I liked to be included in those conversations?

Sure, but Leon didn’t trust me yet, and rightfully so.

I betrayed the man inside the walls of hell when I vowed to have his fucking back. It would take some time, but I was willing to do whatever it took to get his trust back. I’d been inside for years and had already accepted my fate before he entered my cell with drive to escape. His passion to save his sister from their father was inspiring, and some of that rubbed off on me. When we made our pact, I never intended on betraying him.

“Yo, Cain!”

I turned to look over my shoulder at the familiar voice, a genuine smile breaking across my face as Mickey, a racer I met in LA, came towards me.

He held out his hand, and we slapped palms, embracing each other quickly before letting go. “What’s up, man? I didn’t think I’d find you in Denver,” Mickey said with a laugh.

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