Wayward Angel by K. Renee, Vivian Cummings Read Free Book Online Page B

When I reach them, I grab her arm and pull her to me. The prick goes to swing at me, but hits Anslie instead when she stumbles in front of me. I hear her cry out in pain.
    Knowing this bastard hurt her, I push her behind me and hit the guy so hard in the jaw that I feel his bones crunch under my fist. Then I push him out of the way and grab Casey off the couch. The prick who was sitting with her stands up and Eli clocks him one in the temple. He falls to the floor and I hand Casey off to Eli, then grab Anslie's hand. We make our way towards the door.
    Anslie's having a hard time standing, so I carry her the rest of the way.
    “Get the fuck out of my house!” The preppy bastard yells out.
    “Gladly!” Eli replies, putting his middle finger up in the air behind him. As we walk through the party, we're given a wide berth. Apparently no one else wants to mess with us tonight.
    We get the girls out to our bikes and I realize that they're both really torn up. Casey can barely stand and Anslie's cheek is starting to swell. That little bastard is lucky I don't kill him for putting his hands on her. I don't care that he was trying to hit me - you never lay a hand on a woman. Ever.
    Especially not mine.
    “Casey, can you hold on to Eli?”
    I see her shake her head yes. I sure hope she can hold on.
    “Doll, you good to ride?”
    “Yeah,” she slurs.
    Eli gets on his bike and Casey follows suit, but she's having a hard time holding on. This could get bad.
    “Bro, maybe ride with her in front of you.”
    Eli just grunts in response. He hates drunk girls.
    I get on my bike and Anslie slowly gets on behind me. Once I know she's ready, we take off towards Prez’s house.
    Luckily it's not a long drive. The girls look like they're ready to fall off the bikes as soon as we leave. We pull up just as another bike is doing a drive-by. As soon as the guy sees us, he takes off. It's too dark to see his face.
    Eli looks over at me with a questioning expression. I pull my phone out and call Dom.
    “Yeah?”  he grunts. I can hear loud music in the back ground and soft whispers next to the phone and I can only imagine what Dom is right in the middle of.
    “We have a problem,” I bark into the phone.
    “Fuck. What's up?”
    “Just seen someone do a drive by on Prez’s house. Eli and I have the girls with us and they're trashed.”
    “Fuck, fuck, fuck. Goddammit. I knew letting her go would be a bad idea.”
    I knew he'd be pissed. “Where do you want us to take them?”
    He sighs. “Bring them to the club house. Fuck, Prez is gonna be pissed.”
    “Yeah. Just want to warn you, Ans has a swollen check.”
    “Are you fucking kidding me!” he roars.
    I hang up before he can yell any more. “Dom wants us to bring them to the club house. He doesn't want them here if someone is doing drive-by’s.” 
    Eli just nods his head and we're off again.

    There's a party going on when we pull up to the clubhouse, where the doors are standing open. Half naked girls are everywhere. Typical Friday night. 
    I spot Sidney by the bar. As soon as I catch her eye, she starts making her way towards me.
    Anslie slowly gets off my bike and Sidney stops dead in her tracks. I've never had a girl on the back of my bike before, and Sidney is looking at me like I've grown another head. I get off my Harley and grab Anslie's hand.
    Eli is right behind me with a completely passed-out Casey in his arms. I drag Anslie with me and we go through the front doors, where we run into Raef.
    “What the fuck happened to my sister's face?” he screams at me.
    "Fuck off, Raef, I didn't do shit to her. You know I would never lay a hand on your sister." Of course they come after me - I was the one who picked her up. Maybe she wouldn't have to rely on me so much if those assholes answered their phones every once in awhile.
    “Grab your brothers and meet me in my room. I only want to explain this once,” I growl.
    Raef takes off and I lead Anslie to my room. Eli drops