Page 77 of A Love Like Venom

She smiles sadly looking like she doesn't believe me. "Goodbye Snake."

I hate how she's still calling me that name, but I understand. I'm not her Reed Carter, not yet. Refusing to say goodbye to her I say her name instead, "Alice."

Walking out the door I leave her trailer behind having never felt more defeated.

My soul is tainted black as my hands are stained from her tears.

Each step I take away from her I can feel the self-hatred trying to swallow me whole.

And on the whole ride home I wish on every god damned star I see that Alice will one day forgive me.

When I arrive back at Vipers MC compound I want nothing more than to drink my sorrows away with some good whiskey and beer.

I want to wash the bitter taste of self loathing out of my mouth mixed with regret.

Having a good drink seems to be the best option because I don't think Oak would be in the mood for a fight tonight.

Haven and Dex having their celebration of expecting isn't the right time to pull Oak aside and beat the shit out of each other in the gym.

I'll save that anger for tomorrow. Better yet I'll save that for the next time I see that slimy motherfucker.

Seeing those marks around her neck and that fucking branding he did made me want to go ballistic. There was nothing I wanted more in that moment to hunt him done and drain all the blood from his pathetic body.

I meant what I said to her when I left.

He will never hurt her again. I'll make sure of that.

Kicking the stand on my bike I remove my helmet and rest it by my side.

Scanning the area like I always do before I enter a few red flags go off in my head.

One, the night is still young, and majority of the party goers are gone.

Two, the music has stopped playing. I can't hear the hum of it outside.

Three, there are four unfamiliar motorcycles here that are unattended.

Which means four, unexpected guests that are unwelcome are in the compound.

Unexpected unwelcome guests that I bet my life are The Crowned Devils MC are in the compound with my family

Striding with purpose I enter the compound with the only weapons on me being my fists.

As I burst through the door the loud commotion causes every person to look my way. That even includes our unexpected guests.

There stands Razor, the motherfucker who I want to smash his face in. Seeing his smug face with a sly smirk my vision goes red.

He hurt Alice.

He hurtmyAlice.

"You," I acknowledge him with a growl and advance towards him. I dare anyone to try, and fucking stop me. When I get to closer range I seethe, "You hurt her! You hurt her and I'm going to make you wish you were never born."

Before anyone has the chance to pull me away, I raise the helmet in my hand and whack it across his face with as much force as I can.

His head snaps viciously to the side while blood splatters from his mouth.

"Where's your fucking smirk now, tough guy?" I spit at him. Then I throw an uppercut that has his head flying back. I'm about to land another strike when his brothers start coming towards me.

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