Page 100 of Knot My MC
“Knox.” Kiki places her hands on the table and leans toward him. “What happened?”
“Your house. There was a fire, Angel.” Knox finally lifts his gaze to meet hers. “It’s gone.”
“Gone, gone, or just damaged?” I ask for clarification when Kiki stays silent. Her shoulders bunch together. I run my hand over her back, reminding her she’s not alone. Thank fuck she packed some of her more valuable belongings and brought them back with her. The money we took from Axel’s safe house is here too.
There was still plenty in her childhood home though. A total loss would be a devastating blow.
“Gone, gone. The firefighters were on the way but someone shot out their tires. According to the police scanners they never caught who did it.” Knox’s face darkens.
“We know who did it.” I squeeze Kiki’s shoulder. “We should deal with this now before it escalates even more.”
Kiki releases a low growl. “He’s such an asshole.”
“The retaliation makes sense after what we did to his safe house. That’s why we took what we could. Was there anything left that isn’t replaceable?” Crow drums his fingers on the table, fidgeting for something to draw with. He does his best thinking while his hands are creating masterpieces.
“I have all the sentimental stuff. I liked my bed and our furniture, but you’re right. We got everything that was important out of the house.” Kiki straightens, and I pull her into my side. She wraps her arm around my middle and tips her head back to meet my gaze. “I think it’s time to use me as bait.”
No is on the tip of my tongue, but we’ve already wasted enough time. The only way to get to Axel without hurting anyone else from Wrecker is to use her to draw him out. I don’t like it, but Kiki is capable, and she won’t be alone with him long enough for shit to go sideways.
“Okay.” I brush my lips over her forehead. “But you have to promise to stick to the plan. We’ll use you to get to him, but then you need to stand back until he’s restrained. As much as you hate it, he can command you to do things you don’t want to do.”
“And if he tries to force you to do something to any of us, we’ll have to tranquilize you.” Knox’s fingers curl into a fist on top of the table. “I don’t know if I can make that shot.”
“I can.” Crow raises his eyebrows when I scowl at him. “I don’t want to hurt her, but keeping her awake puts her in more danger. I can make the shot if it comes to that.”
“And it might not,” Kiki adds, trying to pull Knox fully on board. “The tranquilizer is just precautionary and it’s a non-lethal dose. Better than me stabbing one of you on Axel’s command, right?” She chuckles but there’s a tremor of nerves working through her body.
I hold her a little tighter. “It’ll be okay, yeah?”
She blinks up at me, tugging her bottom lip in between her teeth. A task like this means relinquishing her control and fate wholly to us. We’d never betray her. Finally, she nods.
“The moment he commands me—”
“I’ll light your ass up with tranquilizers.”
She narrows her eyes at Crow. “Should I be worried about your willingness to shoot me?”
“I promise to make it up to you.” His wink is salacious and Kiki’s scent floods with desire.
Deciding we need to act now rather than allow her perfume and body to distract us, I grab my phone and hand it to her. In case things go sideways, I don’t want Axel to have her number. She can use mine since I already have his number saved. “He’s under Nutsack.”
“Oh god,” she says with a groan. “So mature.” She goes onto her toes and kisses my jaw. “I’ll be right back.” Escaping from my arms, she rushes into the nest to set the bait. Axel isn’t an idiot, but he is cocky enough to believe Kiki would come crawling back to him.
I can’t wait to see the look on his face when he realizes he’s a dead man.
CHAPTERTHIRTY-FIVE
KIKI
My hands shake as I navigate to Jag’s contacts. Sure enough, Nutsack is a real contact. With a heavy sigh, I press the call button and sit on the floor. I don’t feel right sitting on the bed and talking to the bastard who forced my first heat. The line trills three times, each ring seeming to take longer than the last.
“What?” His voice is sharp as a knife.
“Axel?” I ask, keeping my voice low and letting some of my nerves bleed into it. The trembling tone isn’t entirely faked.
“Kiki.” He pauses. “Why are you calling me?”
I sniff. “Axel, I need help.” Sucking in a breath, I play up being on the verge of sobbing. “They won’t let me go.”
