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“Go home. Now.”

“Baby,” he rasps, his voice so damn low, “Either pull the trigger or shut the fuck up and listento me.”

My jaw clenches. Every nerve in my body is vibrating as I holster my pistol.

“What?” I snap.

His mouth twitches. “Good girl.”

Before I can blink, he grabs both my wrists and yanks me into him, rough and possessive. One of his hands pins mine behind my back while the other fists my hair. He dips his head low, breathing me in like I’m his next addiction.

Then he licks my fucking neck.

A slow, filthy drag of tongue over pulse. I gasp, half-shocked, half-amused, because it’s exactly what I did to him back at The Pit.

“That,” he growls into my skin, “is the last time you ever walk away from us again. Do you understand me,Bella?”

My breathing’s erratic. Heart is racing. Legs are shaking. The pulse between my thighs pounding. God, my fucking vagina and aggressive men I swear.

I hate him. I want him. I hate that I want him.

Knox steps out of the van, arms crossed, one brow raised. “Okay, as much as I’m all for whatever this is,” he waves a vague hand between us. “We need to move. Clock’s ticking.”

“Great. I’ll follow you,” Lex says not even looking at Knox.

I whip my head toward him. “Lex—”

“Not up for debate, baby. Now get your sexy ass moving. We’re gonna be late.”

@LucaWasHere

Off to play hero with a brute in tow?

Tsk, tsk, Izzy, you should’ve said no.

He’s loud. He’s reckless. He’s easy to trace.

And if you’re not careful, he’ll give them your face.

You think he protects you? You think he’s the shield?

But war’s not won in the center field.

It’s silence, shadows, clever disguise.

Not fists and fury and fire in his eyes.

Chapter 39

LEX

A shady as fuck looking building in Queens, New York.

581 Days Since Zeke’s Death

We pull up just shy of the drop, parking the van and my bike in the shadows of the alley. The building looks like it’s one good gust of wind from collapsing. Perfect place to do shady shit. Or get buried.

But it’s the other car that grabs my attention. Jet black. Glossy. Expensive as fuck. Some overpriced import with bulletproof windows and a custom license plate that probably says something likeGODMODE. Because of course it does.