Page 166 of Prey

We were on our way to Dominic’s home.

I had never been to Dominic’s house before. I didn't know what to expect, but there were various scenes running rampant through my mind. None of them were good.

Roman seemed amused by this.

“Whatever you’re imagining inside your head, I promise you, it ain’t that. We’re going over to celebrate Braxton’s twelfth birthday.”

I was surprised when Roman told me Dominic had another son. Today was his birthday party.

The guest list mainly included high-ranking club members, Braxton’s friends, and their parents.

I nodded.

“I’m sure it’ll be fine.”

It had been three months since the day at the cliff.

The nightmares still haunted me, but it was lessening with time, especially because I had Roman with me.

I still bore the scars of Brent’s lashes on my back, something I hated. But Roman had made it his mission to show me just how beautiful he found me, and he had started the tradition of kissing each one every morning as we got ready for our day.

The action never failed to bring tears to my eyes, and today had been no different.

Micah made good on his threat and annihilated the remaining members of the Mansen Brotherhood.

Mayor Gallagher had also been tried and convicted to twenty years without parole.

Not that it mattered much, considering about a week after his sentencing, another prisoner killed him over some sort of dispute.

There was still an internal investigation taking place, but I tried not to think about it.

I didn’t want to, considering the man in question had been a fixture in my life since I was a little girl.

I didn’t know how my mom was feeling about it either. I didn’t talk to her all that often.

She had decided to sell the house she shared with my dad and had moved to Arizona, far from the society she had so deeply entrenched herself in, and away from the people she had wanted to impress so badly.

Our relationship wasn’t great, but it wasn’t broken.

We had disagreements that neither of us was willing to voice, and I suppose that was how I wanted it.

I didn’t want to hear about her disapproval of my relationship with Roman, and she didn't want to hear about my feelings toward how she had prioritized her place in society over my safety.

Had she gone to the police about Brent all those years ago, what happened at the cliff wouldn’t have happened.

Roman pulled up to a nice neighborhood, and I looked around in shock.

“This is where Dominic lives?”

Roman laughed. “Surprised, aren’t you? He wanted to provide a stable environment for his kids. Kai didn’t even know about the club until he was thirteen and got curious about his old man’s job.”

I looked around.

All I saw was quiet scenery, white picket fences, and money. The nearest neighbor was about a mile away.

It was the most idyllic version of the American dream, and the rough president of the King’s Men MC lived here.

What the fuck.

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