Secret Mayhem (Back Down Devil MC #4)(15)

“Wow,” Shay said, “that guy really gets to you. Want me to kill him?”

Ava looked at Shay. “Can you do that?”

“Love, I can kill anyone I want. Everything comes with a cost though.”

Ava swallowed hard.

“I’ll put money on it,” Blaine said. “* on it. I’ll get you three relievers and give you my room for the night. You just have to hit a bullseye.”

“We already knew that!” someone called out.

Everyone shared a laugh.

Ava tried to comprehend her surroundings. Trev was standing with the president of Back Down Devil, Miller. The VP, Gaige, was close by, his hand tight in the hand of a beautiful woman. There were two other guys who had women with them. Their body language and the way they touched each other told Ava they were a couple.

Everyone else seemed to be single. The rest of the women walked around with a sexy strut in their hips, hoping that they'd attract the attention of at least one of the bikers.

Blaine looked over to the bar and pointed. He let out a whistle and yelled, “Come here. Now.”

Ava watched as a guy climbed over the bar. He wasn’t patched in with Back Down Devil.

“What’s happening?” Ava asked.

“I’m not sure,” Shay said.

Blaine directed the guy to the dartboard where he placed the guy’s left hand. He made the guy spread his middle and ring fingers open, making a V.

“Keep your hand there,” Blaine said. “Or one of the Lost Men are going to take you for the night. Got it?”

“Yes, sir,” the guy said.

Blaine turned and smiled. “There you go, one eye. Make that shot. You stab my prospect and I’m going to stab you. Make the bullseye without hurting him and you get my bed and our *.”

Ava couldn't look away. Shay even stood from his barstool.

Nile grabbed a dart and threw it in what seemed like sloppy fashion. But the dart hit the bullseye.

“Holy f*ck,” Blaine said.

“You only need one eye to shoot darts,” Nile said. “And you only need one good cock to f*ck.”

The Lost Men started to hoot and holler, and Shay knew it was about to get out of hand,.

Nile reached down and took a handful of darts. Before anyone could say another word, he started throwing them. The first two connected with the prospect’s hand and he fell to his knees yelling in pain. Nile then threw the rest of the darts at the prospect’s back and ass.

“Sit here,” Shay said.

He ran forward, leaving Ava alone and scared. If a fight broke out in the clubhouse, it would be bad.

Blaine grabbed Nile and threw him toward the wall. Shay was there a second later, pushing Blaine aside. He put his hand to Nile’s throat and held him to the wall.

“Shay!” Miller bellowed. “Don’t you f*cking do it!”

Shay looked at Miller as he contemplated whether he should stab Nile before he killed him, or stab him all over and watch him bleed out.

“That’s a f*cking order,” Miller said.

“That’s a f*cking order,” Nile said and laughed. “Listen to your puppet master.”

Shay opened his hand and stepped back. He pointed at Nile. “I swear to you… one misstep and I’m going to kill you.”

“Promise?”

Shay looked down at the prospect on the ground. He swung his foot and kicked the guy in the ass. The guy rolled to his side and lifted his hand.

“It hurts,” he whined.

“Wimp,” Shay said.

There was so much happening at once that Ava's eyes decided to just focus on Shay. She watched him walk right toward her. He put his hand out and Ava offered hers.

“We’re going for a walk,” Shay said.

“Where?”

Shay looked at Ava. “You want to stay here with Nile?"

“No. Please, no.”

“Good. Do you have a bag or something?”

“Outside. On the back of Trev’s motorcycle.”

“Go get it. Now.”

Ava rushed outside to Trev’s ride and grabbed her bag. The bag contained her only belongings. Some clothes, feminine supplies, and the envelope that could crumble her whole world.

When Ava turned, Shay was standing at the door. He was really sexy and he was the only chance Ava had at being protected in Frelen.

Shay waved his hand for Ava to follow him and he took Ava to a room. He opened the door and pointed to go inside. It was a surprisingly clean room. The walls were bare except for a Back Down Devil banner that hung above the bed. The carpet was black, as was all the furniture. In the one corner was a mini fridge. On top was an array of liquor.

“You like to be alone, huh?” Ava asked.

“I like my club, my brothers, and my own time,” Shay said.

There were a few seconds of silence as Shay walked to a dresser. He took off his leather cut and started to unholster his weapons.

“What happens now?” Ava asked. “I mean… I don’t know why they came here. I don’t know what I’m supposed to do.”

Shay looked back at Ava. “You can go out there and get wasted if you want. I have no interest in it right now. Tomorrow is going to be a busy day. And it’s going to get bloody. You figure out what you want to do and do it. If you want to tell me what you’re hiding, I’ll listen. But I can’t promise that I'll protect you.”