Authors: Phoenyx Slaughter

Asunder (Iron Bulls MC #1) (16 page)

“Logan,” I plead. “Why are you doing this?”

“Start walking, Karina. I’m not fucking around.”

He slips an arm around my waist, and I guess to any casual observer we must look like a young couple in love. Although, if anyone bothered to look closely at my face, it would be obvious that’s not true.

When we get to the car, he presses me up against the driver’s side door. “You’re driving. Don’t pull any stunts.”

I’m too scared to come up with any sort of plan that doesn’t involve crashing—which I’d rather avoid—or getting shot.

So I drive.

I steer us back onto Interstate 10. “Where are we going?”

“Just keep driving.”

After a couple miles, he breaks the silence. “What did you say to Dante?”

“I told him where we were.”

His fist slams into the door. “Fuck! This is bad. He’ll fuckin’ kill me.”

“Well then maybe you shouldn’t have kidnapped me.”

He’s silent, so I risk glancing over. His eyes are fixed on me and it freaks me out.

“Why did you have to come there?”

“Where?”

“The clubhouse. That first day. Why?”

I shrug. I don’t want to admit that I originally went there to make him jealous.

“What can you possibly see in him?”

He can’t be serious. “Dante?”

“Who else?”

“He’s good to me. He takes care of me.”

“Are you fuckin’ kidding? He’s an animal. You know he was so pissed with me, he sent me down to Mexico to get killed?”

I open my mouth to call bullshit, except I wonder if it’s true. Then I decide I don’t care. My shoulders lift in a nervous shrug.

“You really want me dead, sprite?”

“Stop calling me that. I don’t care enough about you to want you dead.”

He lets out a heavy sigh. “Karina—”

“Don’t. You made it clear how you felt about me.”

“You don’t understand.”

Now it’s my turn to sigh. “I don’t want to hear it.”

He bolts forward in his seat. “There. Get off this exit.”

I steer us onto the off-ramp and he directs me to a shabby looking motel.

“Really?” I’m striving for a bored tone, but I think I sound scared.

“I gotta stop and think. The club’s gonna be after me by now. Pull up to the front door.”

As the car rolls to a stop, he pulls up the emergency brake and takes the keys. “Wait here and don’t move. We need to talk.”

Don’t move. Where the fuck am I supposed to go? We’re in the middle of nowhere and he took my damn phone.

He’s in and out pretty quick. “Drive ‘round back,” he says as he gets back in the car.

My heart stops when he opens the door to our room. There’s one bed.

All I can think about is that one bed. “You can’t be serious.”

He shakes his head and pushes me inside, locking the door behind him. He sets his black duffel bag down on the cheap, scarred-up dresser. “Sit,” he orders. I take out a chair at the table and drop into it. My legs won’t stop shaking. I want to show him how indifferent I am, so I stare at the grungy, green curtains.

That’s a mistake.

Logan takes my arms and pulls them behind my back. As soon as his hands circle my biceps, I squeal and try to get away, but he’s too strong. “Stay still.”

He works quickly, tying me to the damn chair. It’s not uncomfortable yet, but it will be.

When he’s finished, he takes the chair across from me.

“Now you’re going to hear my side of things.”

I hope you enjoyed Asunder. I set out to create something fun and filthy with an alpha hero who was crude, yet loving (in his own way).

Asunder is Book #1 in my Iron Bulls series. Book #2, Disconnect, will be available August 2015.

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Disconnect (Iron Bulls MC #2)

How could I let this happen?

Luck and I have been driving Interstate 10 lookin’ for any sign of Karina for hours.

My job, my role in the club revolves around protecting what’s important.

Yet I failed my girl and somehow over the last few weeks she’s become the most important thing to me.

Don’t know where the fuck she is. Don’t know why the fuck Hemi kidnapped her.

Well I can guess why.

He has a death wish.

We tore through the rest stop Karina called me from. No sign of her. Janitor said he remembered seeing her with some guy. They left maybe ninety minutes ago.

Ninety minutes.

“You want to give Romeo an update?” Luck asks. My mind’s a fuckin’ mess so Luck’s behind the wheel. Took his SUV since there’s a good chance we’ll be carting Hemi’s dead fuckin’ body home.

“Tell me about her.”

Great, Luck thinks I’m so fucked in the head, he’s trying to get me talkin’.

I must be fucked up, because I answer. “Somehow we just fit together.”

“How’d she end up living with you?”

My shoulders jerk and I stare out the window. “I didn’t like where she was living.”

“So you moved her into your cabin?”

“She needed someone to look after her.” Too bad I fucked it up.

“You ever had a sub before?”

“No. I ain’t got time for all that crazy shit you’re into.”

Luck snorts at that. “Lazy prick.”

We fall silent again and I keep watching the scenery. “She calls me daddy.”

“Ahh. Baby girl subs are the best kind.”