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Sofarsogood,we’d had a few beers with these jokers, but there was a definite edge. They were hypervigilant if I even moved, and they were definitely planning on testing me. I was starting to get fed up waiting for it, and Soph was clearly in hell being here at all. I wanted it over for both of us. I leaned closer to her, putting my mouth by her ear, and it was adorable, that little shiver that followed.
“I’m about to egg them on a bit. Let’s get the violence out of the way, then I can scope this shit out.” She gasped, turning those doe-like eyes on me, and, fuck me, that kicked me in the guts every fucking time.
“V-violence?”
I grinned and kissed her neck, nuzzling her for a moment, while I scoped out my body, for where my weaknesses still were. I could do this, even though I wished I’d been able to bulk up more first.
I straightened up again, grabbing a crushed beer can, and tossing it at Reaper to get his attention.
“So, fucker… whose ass am I kicking?” He exchanged a look with his Pres, a crabby guy called Crusher, and they nodded.
Reaper watched smugly, as Soph grabbed my hand.
“No!”
“S’okay, babe, this is the good bit,” I said, squeezing her hand as I stood up. “Hope you’ve got a challenge for me, man. I haven’t killed anyone in a while. Hope I can remember how.”
Her loud gasp was almost drowned out by jeering, as the bikers all got up too, and Reaper waved someone over. Fuck me, the guy matched me on size, but he was young, like barely out of fucking school young, and a prospect, of course. Wouldn’t risk a fucking patched in member, bunch of pussies.
“Oh, come on, you don’t want me to kill some kid, that’s cold.”
“Thought you were a ‘psycho’, man. Was that all talk? You a pussy really?” Crusher sneered at me. Well, fuck. I was all for giving a beatdown, and I’d have tricks this fucker wouldn’t expect, but I already didn’t want to show my violent side in front of Soph, and killing someone? Jesus, I know I’d done it before, but I really didn’t want to again.
I balled my fists, taking a deep breath as the fucker approached, and the others surrounded us in a circle.
“To the death, yeah? You’ll let my lady out unharmed, if shit goes sideways? Actually, Soph, go wait in the van for me.”
“She stays,”Reaper said, moving over to drape his arm over her shoulders, and my fists tightened viciously as she tensed. He thought he could fucking touch her?
“Remove your hands from her, or I kill you next,” I warned him, and that’s when the prospect sucker-punched me. I staggered back a few paces and he crashed into me, knocking me onto my back on the hard ground, with Sophie’s panicked screams filling the air. My first thought was that Reaper was hurting her, and I fought off the prospect, with several vicious blows to his face, with my fists and elbow. As soon as I was clear of him, I scrambled back onto my feet and sought her out among the fuckers. Reaper was touching her again, but she wasn’t focused on him, she was focused on me. Those screams were forme.
This whole time, I’d tried to hide myself under who I knew I should be, and probably could be, so I wouldn’t scare or upset her, but it was time to show her the real me.Micro. The son of Leif, legacy of the Godless Warriors, and would be-destroyer of Phoenix MC.
I turned, just as the prospect lunged at me again, and this time I was ready for him. My first blow knocked him flat, and I straddled him, laying more punches against his jaw, as he tried to fight me off.
The adrenaline was flowing, and I finally felt like me again.
Nine
Itwasterrifying,thelevel of violence these men were capable of, that they revelled in. I’d never seen Lowell show this side of himself, in fact I wasn’t even sure he had this in him, but now… it was like watching a stranger, his eyes lit up with pure delight, and his grin wide, as he let out his aggression, and beat the poor prospect like a savage. The club members were all cheering him on, and laughing, while it was one of their own prospects getting beaten like that.
“Stop! You’ll kill him!” I yelled out in panic, as I watched Lowell stand up and kick the poor guy in the stomach, wrenching a yell of pain from him.
“Shh Soph, it’s all okay. It’s club life, this is what Psycho gets off on. Look at him, look how he’s enjoying the brutality, how he relishes breaking bones. This is the man you’re shacking up with, this is the man who fucks you at night, who sleeps beside you. Did you know how much monster there was in him?” Reaper was speaking directly into one ear, as the chaos surged all around us. He had his arms wrapped around me from behind, like we were lovers, but there was nothing loving about him, or his intentions.
“Why don’t you stop this?” I begged desperately, struggling against his hold. Reaper chuckled, nuzzling my neck like he had the right to act so intimately with me. All it did was send a shudder of revulsion down my spine, like icy fingers warning me, reminding me, of the threat he posed.
“The prospect has to tap out, or he’ll die. But if he taps out, he won’t get patched in, see, this is the life we all chose, isn’t it?”
I shook my head vehemently, because I never chose any of this, I was forced into it by him, and he knew it.
“How well do you know your new man, babe? You think he’s a decent one? You think he gives a flying fuck about anyone except himself? You think this brutality won’t eventually get turned on you, or is he already smacking you around?”
I gasped, shaking my head again, but Reaper chuckled close to my ear, his warm breath sending another nasty shiver down my neck.
“He will, you know. You think violence like that isn’t always there? It’s always right beneath the surface with men like him. He’ll be nice at first, but then he’ll lose it over something small, and the next thing you know, you’ll be tiptoeing around him because you’re terrified of him, and trapped there with him. I could have him killed tonight, you know. He wouldn’t get the chance to hurt you. You could be mine again. My old lady.” Oh my god! I wasn’t sure which part of his little speech was more terrifying, the idea of Lowell turning nasty, or being stuck here with him as his old lady! I had no idea how to say no to him, without causing him offense, and making things worse.
“Just say the word, babe, and you’ll be mine, and free of that nutjob. He gets off on killing, you know. Look at him, look how much fun he’s having right now. He loves this. He’ll probably want to fuck you right after. It gets him hard, beating on people. You can see it, right?” Reaper’s lips trailed across my cheek, and he tried to turn me, so he could kiss me, and I had to stop him, had to make myself clear before things went too far.
