The ride back to Devil’s Hollow happened beneath complete silence except for engines and suppressed fury. Even the usual loud chaos between members disappeared beneath the weight of betrayal hanging over everyone.
Because someone inside the club had leaked rescue details. Again.
Knox barely looked at me the entire ride as someone else took the car back and honestly that irritated me more than the yelling had.
At least yelling meant emotion. Silence felt worse.
The second the clubhouse gates shut behind us Roman locked the entire property down.
“No one leaves. No calls and no visitors unless cleared through church.” He barked while members climbed off their bikes. And then tension exploded.
“We really doing this?” Crow asked ripping his helmet off angrily.
Sabrina sat wrapped
