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“Fuck! We need to haul ass,” Meatball says.

“We don’t leave until they’re all dead.” I tilt my chin toward Wingnut, Gator, and Breaker left guarding the van. The Prospect opens the doors and the girls inside whimper as if we’re the ones who fucked them up.

I look at a bitch sitting on the floor of the van and jerk my head for her to get out of the goddamn way. “Move.”

She scrambles into the other girls with a shriek. I lay Arie down in the space.

“Mother above. What have you done to her?” Arie’s eldest sister, the bitch who wouldn’t stop protesting, fronts up to me. Several bitches shrink back, crying hysterically—at my presence, or at their ‘sister’ lying unconscious before them. I’m not sure which.

“She blacked out.”

“What did you give her?”

“I didn’t drug her, if that’s what you’re asking. I’m not like those sick fucks you all worship. She’s in shock. Keep her warm, and whatever you do, make sure she stays in the fucking van.” I slam the door and turn to my VP.

“So much for a quick snatch and grab and kill everything that moves, huh?” Blue says.

“We’re taking out every motherfucker on this island.”

“Figured you might say that.” Wolf passes me my hunting knife and hand axe I left buried in the pedo scum. “I saved these for you.”

I take them, weigh their familiarity in each hand. “I owe you, brother. Not just for this. If you hadn’t been there ...”

“You’d do the same if it was my old lady and you know it.”

“Well, you’d have to get an old lady willing to put up with your shit first.”

I glance at the van. I was so fucking stupid, so blinded by rage that I wasn’t thinking clearly. Even now, I’d do it all again, but this time I’d be the one to fucking castrate that evil piece of shit, and I’d take my goddamn time with it. He got off lightly, but I have no doubt he’ll be waiting when I meet Hel and she drags my sorry ass into the underworld. And then me and that pedo Prophet are gonna have some words.

“What’s the plan, Prez?” Meatball asks.

I turn to address him, but shots ring out through the trees and the van is suddenly plastered with bullets. The women scream and we all dive for cover. Meatball’s fat ass falls to the ground, blood spurting from a hole in his chest.

“Fuck.” I stay low and crawl to him, plugging my finger in the fleshy cavity. He screams, and blood wells up around my hand. “Hey, hey, look at me.”

“They got me, Vike.”

“It ain’t over til the fat lady sings, Meatball.” I say, glancing at my men to see who else was hit. I nod to Wolf, Blue, Gator, and Breaker too. They grab their guns and ready themselves for the onslaught. “Just don’t go singing anytime now, you hear me? Couldn’t have gone on a diet and given them a smaller target to hit?”

Meatball chuckles, but he gasps and grabs my hand. “You take care of that little mermaid and all these other bitches, yeah, Prez?”

“Weallwill, you fat bastard. You watch, one of these puritan bitches is gonna fall head over heels for you. We just gotta get home first, yeah?”

He coughs and blood bubbles up out of his mouth. “Don’t think I’m gonna make it home, Prez.”

“Quit bein’ a little bitch, Meatball. You’ll be eatin’ pussy tonight at the clubhouse.”

He coughs again, blood streams from his mouth now. “Maybe in h-hell.”

I press my fingers against his jugular. His pulse is slow, weak. “Valhalla awaits, brother. Maybe you feast on the pussy of the gods tonight, huh?”

“P-probably be one of those f-fuckin’ shield maiden bitches w-who could c-c-crush me with her lady-beast’s thighs.” His breathing is rapid now—short, sharp pants.Fuck. Meatball’s eyes search mine. “I’m s-s-scared, Prez.”

“No fear, brother. We’ll see one another again in Valhalla.”

He opens his mouth to speak, but all that escapes is his dying breath, raspy and wet as the tension leaves his body. I glance at my brothers and shake my head. Fury boils in my blood and I get to my feet, pulling my axe and hunting knife from the ground. “No one but us gets out alive.”

Gator, Lucky and Daydream stay by the van with the Prospect, but the rest of my brothers and the Howlin’ Wolves MC, carefully move toward the village center. After what they did to Arie and the rest of the Sisters, after what they did to Meatball, I will burn them alive.

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