Broken (Motorcycle Club Romance): Ryder and Sawyer 1 (Fallen Idols Motorcycle Club Book 3) by Savannah Rylan Read Free Book Online Page A

not, she’s still my daughter, and I don’t want her dead.”
    I looked at Buck, the man who I always admired for the love he had for his family. Who, even behind bars, still managed to financially support his wife. Over the years, he had done so much for not only his family and the club, but for me too. The answer was simple. “I promise.”
     

ELEVEN
    SAWYER
    That night dragged as Mom’s surgery approached. Finally, it was time. I sat with her, holding her hand while she waited to be wheeled in.
    “You’ll be okay, Mama.”
    She nodded, a tear slipping down her cheek.
    I sat up and wiped it away. “No tears. You’re going to be just fine. I promise.”
    “Where’s Cruz?” she asked.
    “He’ll be here soon,” I lied. I honestly had no idea where the hell my brother was. What I did know was that I would kick his ass if he didn’t show up. I didn’t care about the cut that he wore and the attitude he carried. This was his goddamned mother, and he should’ve been here.
    A group of nurses came in. “Mrs. Monroe, are you ready?” A young nurse, no more than twenty-two, asked.
    Mom took a deep breath before nodding. “As ready as I’ll ever be.”
    I tightened my grip on her hand, and brought it to my mouth, pressing a kiss to her knuckles. “You’ll be just fine, Mom.”
    “I know, mija. Tell Cruz I’ll see him soon.”
    “I will.” I’ll be telling him a lot more than that , I thought as they pushed Mom out the door, and toward surgery.
    The young nurse came back to the room. Her smile was bright, friendly, and put me at ease. “Hi, I’m Avery.”
    “Sawyer.”
    “Your mom should be in surgery anywhere from one to three hours. It’ll depend on how invasive the cancer is. You can stay in the waiting room if you’d like.”
    I didn’t want to leave, but sitting on my ass in a waiting room wasn’t going to do any good. What would make a difference was finding my damn brother, and dragging his ass to see Mom before she woke up.
    “I hate to do this, but I need to run out. Can I give you my cell in case there’s…” I couldn’t say the words. Couldn’t bring myself to spit them out because, once I said them, I’d be jinxing her.
    Avery rested her hand on my arm. “Trust me, she’ll be fine. But I’ll take your cell number.”
    “Thank you.” I scribbled my number down, and handed it over. “Take care of her.”
    “I promise,” Avery assured me. There was something in the softness of her hazel eyes that made me believe she would.
    It was barely noon, and I doubted Cruz was at school, so there was only one other place I could think of. I hopped into the car, and headed right to the Raven’s Nest, knowing Cruz was either there, or somebody there would know where I’d be able to find him.
    I walked in, and my eyes immediately landed on Ryder behind the bar. He had day old stubble on his face, and instead of the white t-shirt I was getting used to seeing him in, he was wearing black. He looked hotter than ever, and so amazingly perfect that it hurt.
    Everyone and everything else faded away as I approached to him. After our last encounter, I wasn’t expecting the slight tug of his lip when he spotted me.
    “Hey,” he called, as I approached. “What’s going on?”
    “I’m looking for my brother. Mom’s in surgery, and he’s M.I.A.”
    “He’s not here.”
    I balled my hands. “I’m going to kill him.”
    “Maybe he thought the surgery was tomorrow. Or later,” Ryder suggested, as he cleaned a glass.
    “Bullshit. I talked to him last night. He swore he’d be there.”
    “Excuse me, Ryder,” a girl who was showing more skin than clothes said, in a sickeningly sweet voice, as she wandered behind the bar.
    “Yeah, Candy?” he answered, and I scoffed at the coincidence.
    Ryder turned his eyes back to me, and gave me an amused look. I rolled my eyes in response.
    Candy crawled her fingers up Ryder’s chest, and a raging jealousy I didn’t know I possessed, reared its