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Just think, we could have her together. ;)

The picture was of Hades. Her dark skin glistened with a sheen of sweat as she straddled Rory’s bare hips. Just like Rory, her nipples were pierced, but unlike Rory, her velvet skin wasn’t covered in ink. Jesus take the goddamn wheel. Both of them were going to get me into a shit-ton of trouble.

Hades was a beautiful woman, but my heart belonged to Rory. I knew Rory wouldn’t be mine alone, but I always knew how to share. And if I had to share Rory with Haven Morningstar, then it wouldn’t be the end of the world. It might cause shit with the Vipers, but fuck it. I didn’t want to lose my chance or lose the woman I loved because of fear or obligations.

Fear was what kept Cinder hovering.

UNKNOWN NUMBER

*Picture attached*

I arched my brow. I saved the last unknown number as Creeper since it was the man talking about Rory, but this was a new number. When I opened the message, I groaned. It was a reversed picture with Rory on her back, looking at the camera lustfully with Hades’s hand wrapped around her throat. Rory’s cheeks were rosy pink and her pierced nipples were rock hard. She was sex incarnate. Fucking hell.

UNKNOWN NUMBER

Just think how much of a good girl she would be for the both of us.

I saved her number as another message came in.

HADES

imagine her eating you out while I fucked her. Or both of us fucking her together. Our girl likes the idea of DP. ;)

ME

You’re gonna get me in trouble.

HADES

Isn’t she worth taking a wild ride?

She was worth everything.

ME

Of course she is.

HADES

Then don’t be afraid to love her. She’s worth everything.

I wouldn’t be afraid of my feelings anymore. Who knew it would take a Devil to jumpstart everything? I responded to Rory with a picture. I never teased her with pictures before, but fuck, I think it was her turn to squirm, even if she had Hades in bed with her.

ME

You’re mine when you come home, mariposa.

Widow pounded on my bedroom door before kicking it open. “Get up, we have an issue.”

Well good fucking morning to you, too. I groaned, pulling myself out of bed. Rory and Haven both decided to tease me last night, and it made for a long night in the shower before I had to turn my phone off. Rory was playing a dangerous game, but fuck it. Rory was my flame, and I would listen to her roar. She would regret her choices when I got my hands on her for the first time, but unfortunately for now, I had to see what the hell Widow wanted.

When I was in my cargo pants and white tank, I slipped into the war room. Mal was with Widow, which told me something happened involving the club. Mal was taking their role as President better now that they had support from Widow, even though she hated being the unofficial VP now. Mal would lead the Vipers until we got Cinder back, and then when things slowly went back to normal, Cinder would take her spot back and Mal would be able to step down.

“What happened?” I asked.

“Fang and several others were involved in an attack while patrolling,” Mal deadpanned, rage lacing their tone. Their partner rode with Fang. “Parker found the same Jeep that shot at Rory parked in an alleyway.”

Fuck. What was his game? “Is he trying to get rid of the people who will protect Rory?”