Page 48 of Maverick
“Be smart about it,” Shadow warned.
I knew what the warning meant, but I ignored it. No one was going to take the kill away from me. He deserved it and so much more for what he did to Tavi and Van.
Mine to protect.
When Reaper told me to be at The Pit tonight for back up, I didn’t realise how boring it would be. His kid, Trey, had wised up. He was sober, for the first time in a long time, and was now running the fucking Pit. I never thought I’d see the day, but fuck me, that boy got brains. I had to give it to him. The Pit was thriving since he took over for it.
At all times, The Pit was run by two partners. One on the Shackled Sons side, and one from the Ironborne Crew side. It was one of the only mutual businesses we still had with them.
The fighters tonight were earning the club their money from the shouts and brawls I’d seen take place, but Trey always had it handled within minutes. Were we even fucking needed here? I could be at home with Tavi and Van, watching Cars and eating popcorn.
Fuck me when Tavi had tempted me with that before I got the call, I’d been all in. Snuggling with my woman, and Van settled in to sleep sounded fucking bliss.
What the fuck was happening to me?
“Brother.” Shadow was off his stool, his eyes on something toward the back of the dome building we were in. I found what he was looking at, and before I knew it, I was taking off toward them. Shadow was behind me, as always, a silent assassin that he was.
Fury burnt through me like a razor. I crossed the distance between where I’d been and where the disagreement was taking place, hauling the scruff of one fucker’s shirt back and tossing him away like the trash he was.
Her eyes opened wide, unshed tears on the verge of spilling over, but then came the relief. Her body shook with fear as two men circled me.
“Are you fucking serious?” I said to them. “You want to fucking take me on? I could snap your necks like twigs in five seconds. You want to live? Get the fuck out.”
The two fuckers grabbed their friend and left through the door, cursing the Sons’ name. I didn’t give a fuck. My eyes were on the woman in front of me.
“Lani.”
“Hey, Dad. Fancy seeing you here.”
“You got five fucking seconds to explain yourself.”
“Well, there’s this guy–”
“Wrong fucking thing to say,” Shadow muttered behind me. I felt nothing but pure rage, thinking about what I had witnessed before I got here.
“Lani…come with me.”
I grabbed her elbow and wheeled her toward the exit, which was also the entrance, with Shadow at my back. Once we were out in the cool night air, I thought the fuzziness that had taken over my brain would ease but instead, I felt angrier.
“Why?” I asked her. “Why would you come here? Where are your friends?”
Lani shook, her tears falling freely down her cheeks. “They went off with their boyfriends.”
“What?!”
She looked away, and I saw how watery her eyes really were.
“...fucking scrag! Wants to fuck Sons’ cock…probably has some kind of disease.”
I swung my head to the side to see the fuckers from before sneering at her, and me. I saw red. Not even Shadow could hold me back as I grabbed the neck of one of the skinny fucks and slammed his head against his mate’s, watching them go down.The third fucker was trying to run away, before I grabbed him by the back of the neck and threw him against the wall of the building. A sickening crunch followed by bursts of blood erupted over his face, before he fell back. I helped him back up and punched into his ribs, ensuring I got him evenly on both sides.
“You go back to your fucking friends, and you tell them that Lani Grayson is off limits.”
They all scurried off like little rats, and I took notice of Trey who stood at the door motioning for the cameras to be turned back to where I stood. He’d cut them off when I was taking care of the fuckers.
Smart kid.
He headed back inside just as I turned to see Lani behind, shielded by Shadow so she couldn’t see, but I knew she could. I had blood all over my kutte and hands, probably my face too.
