Page 10 of Stron & Lyra
STRON
Lyra’s stronger than she gives herself credit for. She stood there, watching Val, even though every moment tore at her. I could see how much she hated it. But no matter how hard it was, she would never abandon her sister—not when Val was doing everything she could to find the one that had been taken.
I’m proud of them all. My brothers and I have found fierce, loyal females. I’m not sure what stars have aligned for them all to end up with us, and I’m not going to query it. I also don’t want to believe that now that we’ve found them, we’d lose one. Neither my brothers nor I are ready to give up. We won’t stop until we find Suki.
We roar up to the address Val had got from the captive on our bikes, engines loud in the affluent neighbourhood. Neighbours will be left in no doubt that someone has fecked off the MC.
The moment we stop, gliders disappear, and our boots hit the ground. No one speaks—we don’t have to. We’re used to working as a unit, every move is sharp, practiced, ready, and whoever is inside is about to feel our wrath for what they’ve done.
Vex is in the lead. He’s in full berserker mode. There’s no stopping him. He led the charge and lays waste to the few males that we find protecting the weak idiot who has dared to take one of ours. Batting them away like they are inconsequential.
Honestly, my brothers and I are kind of disappointed we don’t get the fight we were expecting.
Even though we find evidence of her being there, Suki is nowhere to be found. When Vex loses his shite, we have to let him. Once released, our berserker sides are unstoppable. We leave him to it and let him have his fun.
Brak and Rix leave to set the charges to blow this shite hole to the sky when we leave. It takes both Vorn and me to get Vex outside and on his bike.
It’s a long, sad ride home. My heart aches for my brother, especially as I know my mate is safe at the clubhouse with her remaining sisters.
We’ll find Suki, though, even if it means turning the entire city on its head. We won’t rest until she’s back with Vex.
In the end, we don’t have to.
It seems Vex’s mate has a way of making friends in unlikely places—as we find out when a flash of pink appears at the clubhouse door. Suki steps out of the pink transportation swirl, standing beside someone who could only be one of Zar’s people.
The newcomer has the distinct features of their kind: slightly pointed ears and razor-sharp teeth. Though I know those are retractable—usually used only for protection or when eating.
I’m relieved to see that her teeth look perfectly normal when she smiles. Like I mentioned previously, those ladies scare the bejesus out of me.
Vex doesn’t even bother parking his bike; he just abandons it in the middle of the road and runs straight to Suki, sweeping her into his arms and crying out her name in pure relief.
“Feck,” I whisper as wetness hits my eyes when I see my brother and best friend not hiding his relief at having his female back.
“You good, brother?” Brak asks, coming up next to me and giving my shoulder a squeeze.
“Yeah, brother, it’s all good.”
Just then, our mates come tumbling out the door with Kragor not far behind. Laughter erupts as someone pushes Vex away to make room for them.
“Fecking hell,” Vorn groans, nostrils flaring as his gaze homes in on the pink female who transported Suki back home.
Lyra diverts my attention from that interesting development when she runs towards me, her face beaming with happiness.
I catch her up and into my arms as soon as she throws herself at me. All my attention focuses on her. The world could be burning down and I wouldn’t care. Not when I have her safe in my arms.
“Suki’s home. I’m so happy she’s home.”
“Me too,a chroí,me too.”
And I am, because I wasn’t sure how we would have contained Vex until we could find her.
“I’m glad you’re home too,” Lyra whispers against my lips. “I missed you.”
At her words, my mouth takes hers in a passionate kiss.
Her words fill me with… I’m not sure how to explain what it feels like. Saying it’s happiness is such a weak word for the emotions that fill me.
It’s so much more. It’s like I’ve been waiting all my life for the beautiful flower in my arms to find me—and make me hers.
