Lost Reapers MC- Claimed by the Bikers novel Chapter 130

Chapter 130

Rancher

My father was dying.

The cancer that was eating up his body, progressing too quickly for the doctors to treat.

And what was the point of modern medicine if they couldn’t help one stubborn old man who had refused to go to them when the symptoms started

What was the point of THEM?

It was my mantra now, continuously echoing in my head over and over again as I sped up the black asphalt roads in the dark. I didn’t know why I ke repeating it? Maybe because my simple brain needed to believe it and deep down I didn’t!

MY FATHER WAS DYING.

And I was leaving my mom and my sisters to deal with alone because I was god damn coward and couldn’t bring myself to watch.

Of course I had promised to go back and I meant to keep that promise. There was nothing I could do at home for the time being. My club needed me. under the bandanna my lips twisted in a wry smile.

They had needed me. By now I had no doubt that Raven would have sorted out the threat and things would be going back to normal.

I hoped I was wrong. I needed something to keep me busy, so I didn’t go crazy. So I didn’t-

I saw her almost instantly, one second my eyes were on the road, and the motel that was set just off of it and the next they were glued to a by a van at the bar next door.

Pink flashing neon lights lit up her face strangely, making it look like a mask. Or maybe it was the grimace on her face as the men w

I slowed my bike, nah that wasn’t talking. I might not be able to hear their conversation but I know shouting when I was it

Keeping my eyes on her, I turned the bike into the lot Not one part of my plan to get back to the Reapers had been to do it

“Come on Melody”

1 killed the engine and frowned Yeah he was definitely yelling at her Whiterung and wing te

at ber the smaller the bread to get Excisily stoking th

Wending there straddling thy like I didn’t bother to dy and to set and grace at the be

A her

Because even under the up-haltering lights of was fuck

A thowing how with

The iwn

she whispered

1. I had to hel

*unded rehaussed like the wright and the world w****

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“Met” taking her by those shoulders he began to shake her so violently that her head snapped back and forth. “You have commitments, you took t

money.”

In the pink flashing lights her eyes arrowed. “You took their money. I’m not asking to stop, I’m just asking for one night.” She held up a tremblin

It wasn’t cold tonight, although summer was most definitely over. So those trembles were because of fear and not the elements.

“Please.”

My frown turned into a scowl. If there was one thing I hated, it was a woman afraid. I’d grown up with my sperm doner dad putting the fear of god mother before she had met the man I now classed as my dad.

“The answer is no Mel,” the man growled out and my eyes snapped to them just in time to see his hands slide from her shoulders to grip her arms s that I knew there would be bruises under the long sleeved tshirt.

Asshole.

“Three weeks that’s all you got-”

“Is there a problem here?” Easily I slid off the bike. Looming behind him like a menacing shadow.

Around his shoulder. Her unfocused eyes found me and widened into saucers. I didn’t know if she could see me clearly but I was sure her lips parted

slightly.

“This has nothing to do with you buddy.” Angry guy didn’t even turn. “If you want a chance to talk to her then you will need to go inside with the rest

the losers.”

My eyebrows slammed up into my sun-kissed hair.

I’d been called a lot of things in my time. Most of them, not good but I’d never been called a loser before.

“Don’t think I was talking to you, asshole.” I ground out, stepping into the light so they could see me.

So she could see me.

“I think.” My eyes flashed with hers. “I was talking to the lady”

Her pretty mouth opened and closed but no words came out it would have been cute if it wasn’t fear keeping het mute

This tune fear of me She had taken in my size, the tatious and the worn weather cut on my back and unstuctively bow I was dangers

I didn’t want her to be afraid of me, her angry at trend? Yeah I did mind if he was actually I’d probably enjoy it

Assholes like that, needed a little feat their lives

“Are you ok?” Eyes locked on her. I kept my voice even and cale Last thing I wanted was to scare her even more she was already like a little startled bird.

“I’m

I almost groaned Without the yelling bey voice was that of an angels I made me wonder how she would sum! if I spread her legs and licked her into

submission.

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