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“What?”

“It’s me. Where am I heading?” I demanded.

“Baby!” Damien crowed happily.

“Jaelynn, stay the fuck away!” Slate roared.

I winced, and tears sprang to my eyes as I heard a thump and a groan of pain.

“Come to me, or your friend will suffer. He’s a biker, I do wonder how much he can stand,” Damien mused.

“I’m coming, just leave Slate alone.Tell me where to go,” I begged.

“Do you care for him?” Damien sneered.

“Give me directions. Otherwise, I’m leaving. You’ll never get your hands on me. And if you kill Slate, his entire MC will come for you. And everything you do to him, they’d do to you ten times over!” I cried.

“Put this in your sat nav. Jaelynn… this better not be a trap. If you’re with someone, then he won’t last a second,” Damien threatened.

“I’m alone, and I am coming,” I promised and cut the call.

Slate just needed to hold on. If I got him free, I know he’d come for me. Damien might have me a few weeks, but Slate would save me. I knew it deep within my bones.

Chapter Fifteen.

Slate

“Plan to kill Jaelynn like the others?” Slate demanded. It hurt to breathe, and he was trying to save his strength.

“What are you talking about? That’s just bullshit to stop Jaelynn from being with me,” Damien spat.

“Bodies have been dropping ever since you arrived in town,” Slate stated.

“Stop lying!” Damien screeched. “That’s fucking lies you told Jaelynn to turn her against me!”

“Nah, dude. I don’t need to turn Jaelynn against you. You already did!” Slate pushed.

“Shut up!”

“No way. Jaelynn doesn’t love you. You killed that,” Slate insisted. “No woman will love a man who beats her and gaslights her like you do. Jaelynn escaped you once; she’ll do it again.”

Damien whipped a gun out and waved it at Slate. “Maybe I should shoot you, and she’ll have nowhere to go.”

“Jaelynn’s has a huge fuckin’ family behind her. Kill me, and Rage’ll come for her. Jaelynn belongs to the club. You fucked it, buddy. What an asshole. You had gold in your hands, and you tarnished it. Betrayed and destroyed it. Jaelynn worshipped you, but you had to try and break her. Guess what? Jaelynn’s got steel in her. You can’t ruin her,” Slate continued. “And now she knows you’re a serial killer? Jaelynn will look to escape constantly. Eventually, she’ll ensure a bullet ends up in your head.

“Shut the fuck up!” Damien screeched and pistol-whipped Slate.

Slate’s head shot to one side from the force of the blow, and he spat blood on the floor. He looked up and smirked at Damien. “Jaelynn loves me,” Slate slurred and grinned.

Damien lost his temper and took it out on Slate. Good, that meant he’d be all the more tired when Jaelynn arrived.

Jaelynn

Haphazardly, I parked up and scrambled from the car. The painkillers were wearing off, and I was starting to feel the aches and pains in my body. Scared, I gazed at the house in front of me and was slightly puzzled. This was where Damien was staying? This appeared to be an elderly couple’s dwelling.

Shrugging, I walked up to the door and knocked. It opened from the force of my knock.

“Damien?”

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