Chapters (41)
- Title Page
- Table of Contents
- Acknowledgements
- Dedication
- Prologue
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Part Two
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Epilogue
- Trigger Warnings
- Other Books
“We all need to talk.” Jade runs her hands down her pants, her eyes going to Poppy. “The girls who I managed to free while being under K Diamond’s control have all banded together. We started an operation to help human trafficking victims and children who are caught in the trade. Over the years, my mother—” She pauses and looks at the woman by Lion. Lion, whom we’ve just found out is Jade’s father. “Has helped pull survivors. We’ve gathered a group and continue to do the work for as long as we need to. Poppy.” Jade points to my sister and I squeeze her under my arm. “Has been with us. I met her with K Diamond, Wicked, I’m sorry. I got her out, that’s why you never saw her again. I’m guessing K didn’t want you to know that because it would show weakness.” She isn’t wrong, and if there’s anything that K Diamond didn’t want, it was to look weak.
“I don’t give a fuck.” I tuck Poppy under my arm. “You’re not going anywhere now.”
Royce looks up at me from a smirk. “Good luck, Poppy.”
We pull up to the compound, and the prospects on the gates open them up wide for us. Pulling in, I park the SUV to the right, where the bikes are all lined. It’s a quiet night tonight. After all the drama with Jade, the clubhouse has been dead.
I cut off the car and watch as everyone piles out in the rearview mirror, Jade smiling up at Royce, and the rest of the brothers following them up the stairs that lead into the house. Our clubhouse is actually an old house that’s right in the center of an industrial-sized piece of land.
“This what you’ve been doing?” Poppy asks, and the silence around us is tight because I know what she wants to ask. “Len, you can’t live this life. You have—”
I turn to face her, narrowing my eyes. “You don’t get to come back into my life and tell me what I need to and can’t do. I can do this and fuck that side of my life, Pop. It’s done nothing for me, for us. This? This is where my loyalties are and always will be.”
She sighs, and I unclench my fist when I realize how hard I’m being on her. “Look, I only say this because one day, Len, they’re going to come back for you. You know this.”