Page 65 of Savage Outlaw

“I’ll be quick, baby. Need to sort this out first but then I’m coming back.”

She accepted it. His outspoken girl who had opinions on everything, only nodded, looking at him through wide eyes.

Leaning over the bed, he took a small kiss on her cold lips. “Call me if you need me, okay? I won’t be long.”

At the door, her voice reached him.

“He bled so quickly it was over before I knew it.”

Fuck.

“I couldn’t do anything even if I’d tried to help him, Tad.”

“You did the right thing, Cookie. Never forget that. Some fucker puts his hands on you means you do anything you can to survive.”

Clean up this mess and hope there were no repercussions and get back to his girl.

They were the only two things on Butcher’s mind.

EIGHTEEN

“The sins of the father won’t touch the daughter.” - Axel

Butcher wanted to be at the Diablo Disciples compound about as much as he wanted a feral bull ripping off his dick. But there he was, stepping out of his truck and approaching the doors.

It wasn’t yet 5 a.m. and having found that Axel’s ride wasn’t parked outside of his house he’d headed here.

He thumped several times on the door until a prospect opened it.

“Axel here?” He stepped around the kid and headed into the main room.

SeveralDiabloslooked his way.

It was the dickhead he’d rather not see who approached him first.

“Could have sworn I heard Axel telling you to keep away. You must want to swallow a bullet.” Reno conveyed in his cocksure tone.

Resisting an eye roll, Butcher looked around for Axel.

“Yeah, I don’t listen so good. Is he here?”

“You’ve got some balls walking through our doors. You’ve hid so long under Rider’s wing, it’s given you a false sense of security, but you’re on our land now, our rules.”

Butcher scoffed. “What I’ve got is lack of patience if you think for a second I hide from anyone. But you wanna needle me? Go ahead. It’s not gonna work; Roux still wants me.”

Reno’s lips tightened. His club cut stretched over his chest when he folded his arms and then he smirked. “Not what she was saying in my bed the other night. In fact, she was pretty fucking vocal about how much she did want me. She’s feisty, man. Scratched me up, gotta love her little biting teeth.”

A trip wire of bombs burst in the back of Butcher’s head.

He wanted to react so fucking badly.

To choke the lies out of this motherfucker’s mouth.

Jealousy was a slick truth in his gut because he didn’t know for real if she had been in his bed at any point, but he didn’t care because Roux was now and always his.

He answered coolly. A bitter taste coating his tongue. “No one worthy of her would ever share shit about her. Speak of Roux in that way again, even to push my buttons, and I’ll bury you.”

The smirk dropped off Reno’s face as soon as he heard a growl behind them. “Not if I get to you first, you little shit.”

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