Page 175 of Savage Hearts

Perhaps, had I been able to erase all trace of my existence in that clubhouse before the brothers attacked, they might have left me alone. They might have thought I didn’t have anything to do with the MC and let me live my life the way I needed it to be.

I had gotten too comfortable living at the clubhouse, and I stayed, waiting for the Tiernan brothers to get to me. I wasn’t going to make the same mistake twice.

But the brothers were smart.

Much more so than my father, and so far, I hadn’t been able to find a weakness in the property that would aid in my escape.

I groaned in frustration as I got down on my knees and touched the metal fence surrounding the property.

Nothing.

Sitting up, I examined my surroundings, trying not to let my situation bring me down. If I did, I didn’t think I would be able to stand up again.

26

MAVERICK

I satbehind my desk and stared at the computer screen.

Silas and Killian burst in. Killian was wearing his usual scowl, and even though Silas was trying hard to present his usual laid-back expression, there was a shadow in his eyes that was noticeable to those who knew him well.

A week had passed since Mila saw what she wasn’t supposed to see, and it seemed she was determined to keep away from us.

More than that.

My fists clenched as I focused my attention back on the screen.

She was trying to find an escape route.

I had been watching her through the cameras, and though it hadn’t been obvious at first, it was now.

She was planning on running away from us.

Like hell.

“What’s up?” Killian asked curiously.

I indicated the computer screen, and both of my brothers came forward. It took them a moment to realize what was happening.

Silas was the first to break the silence. “She’s trying to leave us?”

It was only with years of practice that Silas had been able to contain the fury in his voice.

I leaned back in my chair, not saying anything.

I hated her history with her dad and all she’d had to suffer under Hayes’ rule, but I had thought one good thing came from it.

She wouldn’t try to run.

It seemed I was wrong.

Did that mean she feared her dad more than us because we had been too lenient with her, or was it because she feared us too much to bear the thought of being here?

“I won’t fucking let her leave,” Silas declared. I grabbed the back of his shirt when he went for the door.

He turned his scowl on me and yanked away from my hold.

I leveled him with a stare. “Wait.”

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