Forsaken - Book 2 (Star Crossed MC Lovers) by Sierra Rose Read Free Book Online Page B

got dressed instead. I wasn't sure what my day would include, but getting out of the house and away from my father was at the top of the list. I needed a decoy, an excuse to get away from him and my dicked-up family as fast as possible.
    I checked my phone, moving through my e-mails as I pulled open the door to my room and ignored my cousin, Paz. Someone was always stationed outside of my room when I was home, though it seemed a ridiculous waste of everyone's time. My father made it seem as if it was for my protection, but we all knew better. He didn't trust me.
    Smart old man.
    I loved him, but truth be told... I didn't trust him much, either.
    Dante walked out of the office at the far end of the hall as I made my way to the front door. I stopped as he called out to me, but didn't turn around.
    "Selene. Your father wants us to head toward the old waterfalls that he said you used to play in as a child. Any clue what he's talking about?"
    I opened the front door and looked over my shoulder. Dante looked nice in his slick navy suit and bright red tie, but he was a disgrace to all bikers everywhere. I had on jeans, a tight set of tank tops, shit kickers and a designer belt for effect.
    "I know where it is." I let my eyes move down the length of him. "Surely you're not wearing that."
    "I am." He smirked and moved toward me. "You know you like it. I see the way you're eye-fucking me, girl."
    I chuckled and walked out onto the porch of the club house. "You wish, mister."
    "Soon, Selene. Soon you'll be mine, and then that little part of you that's missing all the time will be completely fulfilled. It's me, baby. I'm the one you're looking for." He reached out and grabbed my arm, pulling me back. The force of him jerking me caused me to flatten against the front of him.
    How many times had I been in similar situations in the last year? Too many to count, for sure.
    "Wrong girl, love." I patted his chest and pulled out of his grasp. "Keep up today, or I'll leave your sharp-dressed ass in the dust."
    "Big words for a little girl." He chuckled and got on his large hog next to mine. "When are you going to let me get you a real bike? You look like a little girl riding that thing."
    I looked down at my bike as I held my helmet out in front of me. "Are you kidding? This thing is ass-kicking hot. I love it."
    "I don't." He pulled on his helmet, effectively ending the conversation, which was fine by me. I hated the sound of his voice anyway. The silence was a welcome reprieve.
    ***
    We arrived at the falls about forty-five minutes later. I wasn't ready to stop. Had my father and most of my cousins not been watching us as we pulled up, I'd have turned around and high-tailed it out of there. No fucking way I wanted a part of anything they were up to. And by the looks of things, it was big.
    Dante parked his bike and got off, pulling his helmet off and waiting for me.
    I did the same and lifted my eyebrow at him. “Any clue what this is all about?"
    "Nope, but we should probably tread lightly. I've never seen your father pull together the club outside of the clubhouse." He shrugged and extended his hand to me. I took it simply because I knew it would please my father, and getting started on the right foot seemed important for whatever was headed our way.
    "Butterfly. Dante." My father lifted his hands as his voice boomed over the dense coverage of trees. He was forever dramatic, and where I’d loved it as a kid, as a woman it quickly grated my nerves. He was a wolf in sheep's clothing.
    "Boss," Dante responded, but I held my tongue, only nodding to acknowledge that I'd heard my dad.
    "We're here for your patch ceremony. Both of you have gone above and beyond our expectations, and we'll be bringing you in as  full-fledged members of the club today." My father moved to pull me into a tight hug, pressing his lips to the side of my face and squeezing tightly. "I'm so proud of you, baby."
    "Thanks, Boss." I moved past him and walked to the edge of