Page 42 of Savage Devotion
Satisfied I look to Grayson as the man is towed away. “Keep your men out of my parish, and I might not have to kill any more of them. And while I have your attention, I know about Euphoria. Keep that shit out of my clubs, out of my parish and don’t let me hear wind of you pushing the shit at all or I’ll be back in your face and next time I won’t be talking.”
I leave my warning ringing in their ears and haul ass back to Harlon. I take a shortcut through some back roads and make it back in half the time. The second I pull up outside the bookstore I know something is wrong.
Ash looks me dead in the eye from ten paces away covered in water and soot.
“Where the fuck is Arabelle?”
“I don’t know man. She was here one second and then just gone.”
I can’t breathe as I twist the throttle and sling the back wheel of my bike around and head north.
I take curves at full throttle and lean into the dips and bends in the road.
She can’t be leaving. Not my Arabelle. I can’t lose her. Not again.
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ARABELLE
“Here is the plan. We get there, we park a couple of miles out. Once everyone is hammered or fucking their brains out, we return the favor and torch the place to the fucking ground.”
Jinx looks ecstatic about her plan.
“Are you high?” I screech.
“What? I don’t hear anything coming out of sweet little Bambi’s mouth back there or yours. We need a plan; I came up with one. You’re welcome! Besides, you wanna save Reaper or not? Asking nicely isn’t gonna get us shit.”
I grip the wheel of my car and do fifty-five around a curve that has the ass of my Honda brushing the guardrail.
“I’m not here to kill anyone. Damn it, Jinx. I just wanna send a message and make sure he doesn’t get himself killed trying to play God.”
“You’re a lunatic, Jinx. You wanna burn down a whole damn house full of people.”
I throw a look of solidarity to Angel in the rearview mirror.
Jinx throws her hands up. “It’s not like we can’t call the fire department if that makes you two feel better. I’m just saying let’s scare them. Let them know we can play just as dirty.”
My brows are touching the sky by now and my heart is beating so fast I can barely breathe.
“Murder is not an option, Jinx, ¿me entiendes?” I slap at the steering wheel.
She shrugs like it’s not big freaking deal. “These men only get one message. Violence. Are you understandingme?”
I can’t risk shooting her awhat the fucklook for fear of driving off the side of the road but I’m sure she’s feeling the energy because she shrugs and returns to popping bubbles with her gum.
“Jinx, I brought you with me to?—”
Before I can finish, the rev of a motor and the blur of black cuts me off. I slam on my brakes and come face to face with a very pissed-off Reaper.
“Oh shit. You’ve pissed him off.” Jinx is popping her seatbelt off and opening her car door the second I shove the car into park. “On the good side, at least we know he doesn’t need rescuing so no need to bust my balls over a plan we don’t need anymore.”
Huh. She’s not wrong.
She goes to step out and I throw a hand hauling her back in. “Hey, where did all thewestuff go, huh?” But Jinx jumps out and I find out her loyalty is to Reaper first and girl power second.
“Is she always bat-shit crazy?”
Pretty round eyes connect with mine through the rearview mirror. “I think it’s how she copes.”
