Arrow's Hell (Wind Dragons MC #2)(48)

“I told Rake,” he says. “He wasn’t happy. In fact, he was f*cking pissed. He’s probably on his way here now to grab you.”

My head falls back against my neck. “Can you just take me home, please? Or shall I call a cab?”

He nods, rubbing the back of his neck. “You’re not taking a f*ckin’ cab, Anna. Can you hold on, or have you had too much to drink?”

“I’m fine,” I tell him, staying silent as he puts the helmet on me and helps me onto the bike.

Mary would have never . . .

That’s what it all comes down to, doesn’t it?

I’m not Mary; I’ll never be Mary. She’s gone, and I’m here.

I just hope he sees that before it’s too late.

*

Arrow doesn’t take me home.

He takes me back to the clubhouse, where I ignore him, have a shower, and slide into bed. He stands in front of the bed, watching me while I try to pretend like he isn’t there.

“I didn’t mean it,” he says into the silence. “I shouldn’t have said it. I mean, it’s messed up of me to compare you two, I know that. It just slipped out.”

I pretend to sleep, and after a few moments he leaves the room.

When I wake up the next morning, I realize Arrow never returned to my room, and for some reason that annoys me. After I’m dressed I walk into the kitchen to see Arrow and Rake standing there, face-to-face.

“Rake?”

He spins to me. “Anna, what the f*ck?”

I shrink into myself. “Can we talk alone, please?”

“We will talk after,” he says, staring at Arrow, who is a little taller than him, and bigger built, but Rake is scrappy. Like me, he had no choice but to be. “Arrow and I are going to sort some shit out in the ring, aren’t we?”

Arrow nods but doesn’t look happy about it like Rake does.

Sin storms into the kitchen with Faye on his heels, sends me a scowl, then demands, “Church, now!”

Great.

Everyone with a penis disappears into the club-only room while the women stand there with curious expressions on their faces. Then, one by one, they all turn to stare at me.

I shrug, feeling helpless.

Faye and I sit down on the couch, waiting to see what happens next.

“What happened?” she whispers.

“Arrow told Rake last night. Rake didn’t take it very well. And I think your husband is just angry that I’m getting in between his club members.”

Faye doesn’t bother to deny it.

I see her biting her lip. “What?”

“Nothing, it’s just . . . This is so out of character for Arrow. And kind of . . . hot.”

I purse my lips. “Seriously?”

She smirks. “What? I’m still a woman, after all.”

I roll my eyes at her, my focus back on Arrow. I am still mad at him over the Mary thing, but this is a time where I need to have his back. I should be in there with him; we got into this together.

What feels like an hour later but is actually fifteen minutes, the men all walk out. Arrow and Rake beeline to me straightaway, and I gulp at the expression on their faces.

Both of them are not f*cking happy.

“Anna,” they say at the same time. I stand and look from one to the other.

“Yes?”

Sin walks up behind them and stares me down. “You caused this, so you’re going to watch.”

I gape. “I caused this? What the f*ck, we aren’t in the Middle Ages! What I do and who I do it with is my business and mine only.”

Arrow leans down and whispers in my ear. “Calm down, Anna. Rake and I are going to fight it out. I need you to hold your shit together right now. Can you do that?”

I nod, then turn to Rake, who looks even more pissed off now.

Great.

I put my arm on my brother’s shoulder and give him my best puppy-dog look, which usually works on him.

Nothing.

Wow, he’s really angry.

“I’m sorry, Rake. I don’t want to hurt you, but I can’t seem to forget the bastard.”

He looks at me then and sighs. “I wanted better for you, Anna.”

I swallow hard at the disappointment in his eyes. “You wanted me here with you in this lifestyle. Please don’t be mad now that I’ve decided to be a part of it.”

“Fuck,” he curses, then kisses me on my forehead. “He hurts you and I’ll kill him. Slowly.”

“So you aren’t going to fight?” I ask, hearing the hope in my voice.

Rake smiles slowly. An evil glint in his eye that sends a shiver down my spine.

“Fuck no, I need this.” He looks down at me. “And stay out of it, Anna. You wanted to be a biker’s woman—now sit here, bite your tongue, and let me take what I’m owed.”

My eyes widen. Rake has never spoken to me like that in my entire life. I step away from him, not seeing my brother, but Rake—the club member. Arrow wraps his arms around my waist from behind and spins me around. Then, with everyone watching, his mouth settles possessively on mine.

Point made.

I’m his, and he’s mine.

And now everyone knows it.





SIXTEEN

DREAD fills my stomach as Rake and Arrow face each other. Why do these men have to act so barbaric? And screw Sin for making me watch it. Arrow pulls off his T-shirt, exposing his smooth, toned chest, and I perk up a little. Faye sends me a knowing smirk before her gaze returns to the two impressive men, staring at each other, waiting for the fight to begin. Rake pulls his shirt off as well, and they both face away from me, talking to Sin. I stare at the dragon tattoos on their backs, both staring at me.