Lost Reapers MC- Claimed by the Bikers novel Chapter 64

Xander

Daisys body pressed so closely against my back, her small breasts pushing against my back and her arms wrapped around my waist should have been hot as fuck because there could be no denying that she was hot as fuck.

But it didn’t feel right.

The only person I wanted as my pillion princess was Lottie. A few months ago that would have been laughable. But then again that was before i had met

her, and fallen in love with her.

Now having a woman’s arms around me was almost abhorrent.

Reaching down I loosened daisys grip. I wasn’t going fast so she didn’t need to hold on so tightly. I was a good rider, I wasn’t going to let anything happen

to her.

She let go enough for me to breathe for a few seconds and then a bike appeared in the distance and she instantly tightened them around me again. This

time hiding her face against my back.

I let out a sigh. She was afraid. I couldn’t blame her for that. She was risking a hell of a lot to help us and not just that she was going against her family as

well. I couldn’t even imagine what the young woman had been through to force her to move against her own blood.

Or maybe I could. I’d heard Lorrie’s story. It stood to reason that the monster named Josh had probably put his sister through something similar

“It’s ok.” She couldn’t hear me I knew so I patted her hands. Hopefully that helped/calm her down a little.

The bike in the distance grew closer. A massive hog with –

My eyes narrowed.

I knew that bike. I knew the custom paint work decorating on its side because I had watched Irish hand paint it in the garage next to my house

Slowing to a snails pace I kept my eyes fixed on it. Only coming to a stop when it did. We met in the middle of the road.

“Why have we stopped?” Daisy whispered raggedly.

“It’s just Rancher. Just give me a second. Hey brother.”

“X.” He said, his voice clipped “Follow me. We need to talk.

I frowned What the hell could Rancher have to talk to me about? I’d spoken to Raven not two hours ago, just after I had left the two people I loved most in

the world behind to be a babysitter of a passenger princess

“Is something wrong?”

not waiting for me to reply he revved that massive engine and turned Cunning

He didn’t answer at first. “Just follow there’s a rest stop the way Follow

the massive bike down the street and giving me no choice but to follow him

It was a short ride but it felt like it took forever.

8:16 am PPP.

Chapter 64.

“Stay where I can see you.” + ordered Daisy.

“Where are you going? What’s going on X? Raven promised-” she whined.

“Stay.” I pointed to the gravel. “Here

Her huff followed me as k went to meet Rancher. “What the fuck is going on?”

“X-” he sighed, ripping the bandana down his face. “Somethings happened and there’s been a change of plan.” His eyes travelled over my shoulder to wear Daisy was looking around her in a lame attempt to look like she wasn’t listening to our conversation.

“Raven wants you both back at the club house.”

I frowned. “He needs to make up his fucking mind. Two hours ago he wanted me to take her-“

I caught sight of Ranchers face. The way his lips hadn’t once curved up into a smile. They remained a thin line. And he was looking at everything but me.

“What’s happened?”

Finally his eyes swung to me. “Raven will explain when we get home.”

A pit of ice opened in my stomach. Reaching out I snagged his arm. “Fuck that. Tell me what’s happened Rancher.”

He shook his head. “Raven will have my fucking head if I take you back there and you already know. He knows you are going to freak the fuck out.”

My eyebrows slammed down. “I’ll rip you’re head off if you don’t tell me right the fuck now.”

“He just wants Daisy somewhere safe.” His eyes darted away.

“Stop fucking lying to me.” It was taking every ounce of self control I had not to slam my fist into his face until he told me the truth. I hated liars. And he

knew it.

“Fuck this. I told Raven it was a bad idea not being honest with you.” His shoulders slumped. “There’s been an accident.”

The pit in my stomach grew wider and threatened to swallow me.

“What kind of accident. The club-”

“It wasn’t at the club. It was at Irish’s cabin. The one he kept a secret.”

My eyes snapped up to his face. “What ”

“He was shot.”

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