Wild: Tiger's Blood MC by Heather West Read Free Book Online

to just keep doing what I always did: fuck and run. Now, I didn’t want a girlfriend. I didn’t have time for a girlfriend. All I had time for was me, myself and I.
     
    And then, a little bit after Grace’s nineteenth birthday, she’d completely disappeared. Like, without a trace. I’d hired some of the best private investigators that I could afford and nothing. It was like she’d never even existed.
     
    After a while, that was how I felt, too. Like our entire relationship had just been a mirage. I started convincing myself that there was no way I could have ever fallen in love, there was no way I could have wanted to give my life for this girl. She had to be a figure of fiction, there was no way on earth that I would have almost ruined my life for someone like her.
     
    But now, some of the pain was starting to come back. I was starting to feel like maybe I was the one who had been tricked here. And I was definitely in trouble if random women were going to keep reminding me of the only girl I’d ever loved. I wouldn’t stand for that shit. I was her hero once, but I could never be that again. Not for anyone. The only people I cared about now were my fellow Tigers, and I didn’t see that changing any time soon.
     
    It was killing me that I couldn’t remember what I’d told her. As I slowly turned on the water and waited for it to heat up, I closed my eyes and sat down on the toilet with the lid closed. What the fuck had happened? Why had she drugged me? And furthermore, how had she known what I was going to say? Whoever that woman was, she must have been a mastermind of criminal activity. She’d drugged me, then waited the right amount of time for the drug to work before dragging me upstairs. I was sure that to everyone at the bar, I probably just looked like I was drunk. She’d done that for a reason. She hadn’t tried to fuck with me—I saw no defensive wounds or injuries on my hands. But she’d fucked with me well enough.
     
    If the guys found out about this, I’d never hear the end of it. “Oh yeah, our fearless leader, Elliot, was drugged by a woman and forced to give up some valuable piece of information! We love him, man! He’s a great president!” I rolled my eyes. I was going to have to learn from this, and I was going to have to find that woman. If she tried anything again, I’d be held responsible. Hell, I might even get voted out of the MC.
     
    Shaking my head, I yanked off my clothes and climbed into the shower. The hot water felt painfully good against my sore skin and I groaned as I ducked my head under the spray. Pouring shampoo into my hair, I tried to scrub away the bad memories of Grace and the mysterious woman from the night before, and the fact that somehow my mind seemed to be conflating the two of them. It was like something jarred my memory and got stuck on the past. Why else would I be seeing my former girlfriend in the face of someone who’d tried to kill me?

Chapter Six
 
     
     
    Persephone
     
     
     
    After I left the bar, I was feeling so proud of myself that I could have gone into another bar and bought shots for everyone there. Instead, I rode home and crawled into bed early. I was still exhausted from the meeting earlier—I couldn’t believe how many of the girls were backing Vero.
     
    Vero was a goddamn mystery these days. Everything she did troubled me. Even though she was my best friend, it seemed like she was doing things to deliberately antagonize me.
     
    That night, I was almost afraid of dreaming about Elliot again. Elliot, the man who I’d loved so much that I thought we’d spend the rest of our lives together. But instead I barely dreamt at all. In fact, I barely slept. I spent the whole night tossing and turning in a sweaty pile of sheets and blankets. In the morning, I felt exhausted. There were dark circles under my bright blue eyes and even my hair looked lanker than usual. Ever since I’d started dying it black, I thought the contrast always