That look in Raven's eyes... It screamed danger. I knew very well she wasn't going to rest until she saw Ryder and I being separated.
The jealousy in her eyes were so evident...
But had to stand for my love. The love I had for my hot biker rider couldn't be broken by some witch.
No...
Never!
Not when I could still breathe.
The engine’s purr faded behind us as Ryder led me back into the clubhouse. His jaw was clenched tight, his grip firm around my hand.
Throughout the ride back home, I just couldn’t shake the image of Raven’s dark eyes, her manicured nails nearly tangled in her hair.
🏍️🏍️🏍️
BACK AT THE CLUBHOUSE.
It felt unusually quiet. A few members sat in the back corner, drinking or fiddling with engine parts, but no one spoke.
I couldn't help but could sense the tension.
