Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Anthony recalled last Christmas.
The laughter boomed out of his chest, he just couldn’t help it. The very thought of being in love with Tabitha was simply ludicrous. It wasn’t even worth thinking about. However, the moment he opened his eyes and saw how hurt Daisy was, he knew he’d fucked up big time.
She was about to storm off, and in truth, she kind of had a right to, but he wasn’t going to let her go that easily. He reached out, stopping her. “Daisy, stop.”
“I’ve got stuff to do.”
“I know what you’ve got to do, but you need to talk to me.” He somehow managed to pull her in close to him, cup her face, and then stared into her eyes. “It’s you,” Anthony said. “Since we were kids, to now, to eternity, it has and will forever be ... you.”
“It is?”
“Come on, Daisy, you know it is. You can pretend all you want, but you and I, this is a guarantee, like it was for Simon and Tabitha. We started our story when we were kids, and it’s going to end when we die.”
Anthony pulled out of his thoughts as those memories resurfaced.
It wasn’t going to end now. Daisy wasn’t going to die. She couldn’t die. He wouldn’t let her die.
The doors opened and Anthony watched as his father, mother, along with most of the Skulls’ parents stepped through the doors. Tiny and Eva were close on Lash’s heels. Nash and Sophia, Murphy and Tate, Killer and Kesley were there also. He knew there would be more to come.
Anthony knew he didn’t have to wait long before he felt his father’s wrath. He was grabbed and suddenly thrust up against the wall. There was no way he was going to fight his father.
“You little fucking shit. What did you do?” Lash asked.
He had seen his father angry many times in his lifetime, more than any kid should. He was aware he was not the first true child of his parents. He was their firstborn son, but their first child was killed in the womb after his mother was shot, which they never talked about. Not that his parents ever made him feel less. Knowing he was the second didn’t bother him.
Back home there were also Chloe and Conner, but neither of them had anything to do with this plan.
“What the fuck did you do?” Lash asked.
“Lash, come on, this is not the time—”
Anthony loved his mother, but he also knew it was not her place to stop this. This was the consequence for his actions, and part of him wanted to feel the sting of his father’s knuckles. Not that Lash had ever hit him, not truly. Sure, he’d spanked his bottom from time to time, but nothing he didn’t deserve. Lash was a good father and an amazing leader.
“I did what you couldn’t,” Anthony said.
The anger in Lash’s face was acute. He had never seen him act like this, never seen this amount of rage.
“Oh, is that right, is it?” Lash asked. “You did what you thought I couldn’t.”
“They raped Tabitha, and it took her driving all the way over here to put them in their place. You and I both know the Monster Dogs wouldn’t stop. They needed to be taken out. They needed to be fucking annihil—”
“And you thought you were the kids to do it? You’re not long out of your diapers, and you think you could take on a whole club by yourself?”
Anthony stared at his father. The lapel of his leather cut was firmly gripped in his hands, along with his shirt. A shirt covered in Daisy’s blood.
Taking down the first wave of Monster Dogs MC outside of the compound, partying, had been easy. Like taking down a couple of beer cans. Easy targets. The true danger happened when they got inside, and that was when things went to shit. They’d been waiting and had been prepared.
That was when it had gone wrong. Anthony hadn’t stopped, but he’d known Daisy had followed him. The club members had become animals, taking them down, one by one, until Daniella.
Daniella was one of the girls who had hurt Tabitha in high school. She’d rounded up her posse of girls and attacked Tabitha when she was alone. Ryan had been there as well, when they all ganged up on Tabitha to beat the crap out of her and put her in the hospital.
Daisy had broken her vow to never fight in the quad after that. Anthony had known his woman kept herself on a tight leash. The moment she started, it was impossible for her to stop. That night, Daisy had broken Daniella’s face, and from what he heard, even plastic surgery hadn’t been able to fix the damage.
Tonight, he watched, for the first time in his life, feeling helpless, as Daniella not only shot Daisy in the fucking back, but while he was pinned down by one of the enemies, he watched that blade slide into Daisy’s stomach three times and then plunge in her chest.