Page 86 of Blade

“King, the rule is—”

“I didn’t fucking ask you what the rule was. This is my fucking house. I know the fucking rules,” King barked. “You may outrank my men, but you don’t fucking outrankme, especially in my house. You will show me some motherfucking respect by answering my question.”

Angel seethed, knowing King was right. “Yes, it is true.”

“In this house, and in this chapter, we give women a choice. Even the club girls. We aren’t fucking cavemen. We don’t knock them over the head and carry them upstairs.” King took a deep breath, looking at the ground pinching the bridge of his nose. I was in awe of the restraint he was showing right now, out of respect for Steele and Stone.

“Did you notice the bruise on her cheek?” King asked.

“I did. I don’t know the bitch. Everyone has their kinks,” Angel replied, shrugging his shoulder at King.

King snapped his gaze to Angel. “SHE WAS FUCKING ATTACKED LAST NIGHT!”

Angel flinched at King’s words, but it didn’t stop him from digging his hole even deeper.

“How would I know that? She didn’t tell me about an attack.”

That was the moment King lost hold of his restraint. His fist moved with speed and precision.

Angel hit the floor, out cold.

“Steele—”

The president of the Mother Chapter cut him off before he could say anything.

“No need, brother. Angel was in the wrong. I will have the boys put him in a room, and I’ll deal with his stupid ass, I assure you,” Steele confirmed, slapping King on the shoulder. “Venom, Knuckles, and Legacy! Get his ass upstairs. I want a brother posted at his door. Don’t let him out until I’ve spoken to him.”

The guys hefted Angel up and disappeared down the hallway and up the stairs.

King turned around, his gaze sweeping over Becca.

“I told you the first day you were here that you were safe. I meant it. This should not have happened, especially after what you went through last night.”

Becca left my arms, walked over to King and hugged him.

Looking up at him, she assured him, “Your people, the ones you lead, kept me safe. Thank you for being the leader you are.”

King kissed the top of her head, then handed her off to me once more.

“Take her upstairs. We’ll see you in the morning,” King said, turning toward the room. “Show’s over people. Get back to the party.”

The music resumed and life went on.

“Come on, baby, let’s go upstairs.” Becca looked up at me, nodding.

“Hey, Blade.” King stopped me before we left the room. “You do what you needed to do this afternoon?”

He had me on the spot.

Did he know I went to the hospital, or was he talking about me coming clean with Becca?

Before I answered, he took pity on me.

“I spoke to Declan.”

Nodding, I confirmed, “I did. I’ll have Colt send the donation for the rec center over next week.”

“And the other thing?”

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