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Is that why they weren’t here? Did they need space? Away from me? Did I fuck up that badly, that they really wanted to renegotiate things? And what wasn’t working for them? The whole thing was so out of left field to me. We had been SOLID for the last two years. Never fought, never really even argued.

Marcos could be a controlling hot head sometimes, but I usually just safe-worded him back into the realm of decency. It was a wake-up call for him when he was getting a little too over the top possessive.

Jason too could be a little much too, though he usually saw reason without me needing to safe-word out of our twenty-four-seven dynamic.

Nico though, Nico I didn’t have to do anything special to get him to understand when things were just too much. I wassurprised by him the most. Why didn’t he tell those guys to fuck off? Why wasn’t he here this morning?

The club. The Devil’s Psychos Motorcycle Club always came first. Always.

I had been mostly ok with it, until now. It had never come first before something as monumental astaking care of me post hypothermiathough.

My stomach rolled. I was going to be sick. I lurched out of bed, barely managed to grab the small bedroom garbage can before my stomach heaved. I didn’t have anything in my belly though, other than stomach bile. My entire abdomen clenched in pain as I continued to dry heave. I was sobbing by the time I finished. I needed water, I was so dehydrated.

Moaning, I forced myself to my feet. If the guys weren’t here to help me, I would have to help myself. First, I needed to brush my teeth, drink a gallon of water, then raid the medicine cabinet. From there, I needed a shower and food. I would put on my big girl panties, and bitch the fuck up.

Then I would tear into my men when I next saw them. How dare they leave me alone like this. There would definitely have to be some renegotiations and reevaluations of our relationship, for sure. Otherwise, I wasn’t sure this would be working out much longer for me.

Today was unacceptable.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here, Little Rabbit?” His nasally voice sent shivers down my spine. I froze where I stood in front of the freezer section of the grocery store.

After managing to shower and ingest an IV bag of saline from my medical kit, I felt good enough to grocery shopping and pick up a couple things for dinner. Because low and behold, there wasn’t anything to eat in the house. If I didn’t shop, there was no food.

The very last thing I needed was to run into the very man who had shot two of my guys, just a couple days ago. Ice chilled my veins as I looked over my shoulder to find Dax Hillcrest in the flesh. Turning, so he wasn’t at my back, I realized he had boxed me in against the freezers.

Towering over me, Dax looked menacing as hell in his black hoody and jeans. Even his boots were black. There was a black bandanna around his neck, like he had pulled it down from around his face, so I could see him clearly. The bright florescent lights of the grocery store glinted of the milky white of his ruined eye, the jagged scar still as puffy and red as it had been the night I saw him kill the mayor—worse, if possible, under the lights.

Terrified and still not feeling great, I didn’t have my guard up, my shields in place. I was not ready to deal with this man. “What do you want?” I asked, my voice cracking.

He chuckled softly. “Besides your boyfriends dead?”

I gulped as tears began to well in my eyes.

Dax reached out and ran a finger along the low cut of my tank top, his rough finger skimming across my skin. “I could settle for you.” He smirked down at me.

Repulsion ripped through me. I fought off the urge to gag as my stomach rolled. I ground my teeth, forcing myself to breathe, to think.Come on, Maya. Reminding myself I was still in the middle of a grocery store, I pushed passed Dax, hitting him with my shoulder. “You wouldn’t know what to do with a woman like me.”

His deep answering laugh was the thing of nightmares. Something I was sure would stay with me for years to come. “I know exactly what to do with a whore like you. My crew is begging me to let them have you. You like multiple men at one time, right? Sounds like I’d be doing you a favor. Give you a real gangbang.”

I gulped, terrified.

“Or you could leave town,” he continued, stepping closer. “You leave town, leave those three guys behind and never look back. Then I will stop messing with you, and I won’t kill the three of them… or your parents.”

A gasp left my lips as my eyes widened.

“What do you think of that idea, Little Rabbit? Starting to see the bigger picture yet?”

I nodded minutely. I was starting the see the bigger picture here and I knew my men were not safe if I stayed.

“You have two days to decide. After that, I’m going after all three of them.” Dax backed away then, turn away and leaving.

My body shook as I stood there, utterly lost. Fight or flight, huh? What about utterly frozen and helpless? I knew for certain though, Dax Hillcrest would kill my guys and my parents if I didn’t leave.

I had to make a choice: tell my guys, or leave them forever.

After I made sure to eat something, I dressed into something sexy—at least as sexy as I was feeling at the moment. Still feeling lethargic and not right from the scene the night before, I had a feeling I was deep into sub-drop after not receiving the proper after-care from my guys. Even with adequate after-care, there was a chance that I still might have dropped due to the intensity of the scene.

I dressed in a slinky silver top that was cut low but still hugged my tits, despite the mostly open back. I paired it with a pair of leather pants, as I wasn’t in the mood for a skirt. I had a feeling I would be grabbing one of the guys’ sweatshirts from their dorm room at the clubhouse anyways.