Page 52 of Blade

Men cheer in the background again, and my breathing picks up as someone snaps, “Hey, no fucking phones in the club,” before rustling can be heard, then the same voice stutters, “I-I uh, I’m sorry I didn’t realize you were a Dark Angel.”

“Fucking pansy security…” Viper mutters, then states, “Pres, she gets off in two and a half hours.”

“We’ll be there in an hour and a half,” I reply, “Fucking watch her like a hawk, Viper!”

“On it, Blade,” he replies, then hangs up, and I look over the men.

“Venom, go load the trailer on the club’s truck for Vipers bike. You can drive it. Fury, go help. You’ll also be coming along, but stop by the medical room and grab the sedative,” I order, and both brothers stand and do as they are told. I look at Axe and nod to his men, confirming, “These are the men you trust the most?” he nods as his brothers stand taller, and I state, “Go saddle up, we leave in five.”

He doesn’t argue. Instead, he and his men walk out. Once out of sight, I look at my dad and command lowly, “I need you and Psycho to find Brock. Something isn’t sitting right with me, it hasn’t for months.”

He nods and says, “I’ve got it. Go get your girl and get some answers.”

I knock on the table twice and round it, leaving church, not having to be asked twice.

Ready or not, princess, here I fucking come.

“Where is she?” I ask Viper as I dismount my bike an hour and thirty-five minutes later, the brothers following my lead just as the club’s truck pulls up beside us.

I broke all the fucking speed limit laws to get here as fast I could, my body telling me this is where she is.

Six months without her tight heat and only wanting her. Not that I would even look at another woman after having Luna for four months, my body finally fucking woke driving into town.

Viper winces then nods to the dingy-looking strip club, and confirms, “She’s in there," then, he looks at the trailer and asks, “Do you want me to load my bike up?” already seeing my plan.

I nod once and confirm, “Yeah, brother.”

Viper eyes the brothers, walking over before he locks on Axe’s form and asks, “Yo, Axe, does the name Lottie mean anything to you?”

I frown in confusion, and Axe tilts his head and admits, “Yeah, it’s Luna’s middle name, though she hates it with a passion. Dad wanted the name Charlotte, but Mama wouldn’t budge, and it didn’t go with Luna, so he compromised on Lottie.”

Viper winces and states, “Well, good news, I’ve definitely found Luna. The bad news, she’s currently drinking and allowing men to leer at her.”

Axe shakes his head in denial, but I ignore him and look around the parking lot.

“Uh, Pres, what uh are you doing?” Fury asks, but I ignore him as my eyes lock on my girl’s car, and I growl full of anger that she’s not only been this fucking close to ours but also that she’s putting herself in fucking danger.

“Mother fucker!” I snap, and Axe curses, seeing my line of sight and recognizing his sister's car, and I turn, storming over to the club. The security guard sees me coming and steps forward but soon moves, seeing my patch, and allows me entrance, opening the door for me.

Pansy ass!

I step inside the dingy club, flashing lights blinding me while half-naked woman showing what their mama gave them for money come to view. I only have one girl on my mind, and I lock on her form within seconds, seeing her taking a shot while some fucking lanky man leers at her with a slimy grin.

Son of...

Wearing too much fucking makeup, making her look older than she is, losing that innocent look she used to hold. A top showing way too much cleavage, and short shorts that show herass cheeks, my girl is oblivious to the dangers surrounding her, or she just doesn’t care.

“Fuck me. What happened to my little sister?” Axe gasps, and I fist my hands, seeing how much fucking weight she’s lost, to the point you can see her hip bones through her top.

I growl seeing the fucker behind the bar with light blonde hair grope her ass while his other hand caresses her breast as he walks by her, and she doesn’t even flinch.

Has she fucked him?

“Fucking hell, you really have fallen for my sister, haven’t you?” Axe groans, seeing my death stare at the fucker, and I glare at him and snap, “Shut up!” making him smirk.

Ignoring him, I storm over to the bar, shoving people in my wake, making them grunt and gasp. As if she can feel my presence, Luna looks up, and we lock eyes. It takes everything in me to continue my path with how dead her chocolate eyes look.

What the fuck happened to my girl?

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