Mythic: A Silent Sons MC Novel Book Five

by Ambere Sabo

  “Here?” I question, confused as fuck. “Why would she be coming here??

  “She was no longer safe with me. They were coming for her. This is all my fault,” he admits taking his head in his hands.

  “Lilly,” I scream, “For fuck’s sake Gunner let her go.”

  She wiggles out of his slackening hold and dives next to me, “Where is she hit,” she yells at Enterrador, but he’s damn near catatonic. He offers no help as he stares at his sisters soft, pale face.

  “Damn it,” she screams, “Get the shirt off, I need to see where she’s hit.”

  Grabbing the bottom hem of her shirt I rip it apart, exposing her chest for all to see, but damn the blood. There's so much fucking blood.

  “Doc!” Lilly screams.

  “Coming,” he replies racing back from his truck. Old man’s straight out of breath as he makes it to our side. “We need to get her inside. I can’t do anything out here in this light,” he rushes between deep breathes.

  “Prez,” I holler.

  “I’m here son. Get her head I’ll grab the feet. We need to move fast but try not to jostle her too much.”

  The movement of his sister's body snaps Enterrador out of his shit. “Where are you taking my sister,” he demands, throwing his upper half over her abdomen.

  “Inside, we have to get her inside. The Doc and I have to see the damage,” Lil explains softly.

  He looks Lilly in the eyes, with tears staining his face, “Please help her. I will do everything in my power to make up to all of you for the wrongs I have made but please just help her.”

  Never in a million years did I think I would feel sorry for that bastard but the look on his face is nothing but pure sorrow. I can’t help but question his sincerity but now is not the time for that.

  “Wraith, where can we take her?” Prez asks as we get her lifted from the ground.

  “The break room, Cess had an infirmary of sorts added to the back of it.”

  “Seriously,” I question, searching her out.

  “Damn good idea wasn’t it,” she snarks at me as she holds the back doors open for us.

  We make our way to the room with Lil and Doc in tow. I have no clue who else is behind us but can feel Enterrador’s eyes on me at all times. It's unnerving as fuck but whatever.

  Once we get her placed on one of the tables Lil orders all of us from the room. Neither Enterrador nor I am happy to oblige, but Prez gives us no room for argument. So now we sit. Waiting. Staring at the lights in the bar for some kind of answers. Some sign she’s okay.

  “Where the fuck is your right-hand man?” I snap.

  “Evaristo? Why?” Enterrador grinds out.

  “Because he promised me he would keep her safe. And I promised if he didn’t, I’d have his life.”

  “He took the kill shot meant for her, you son of a bitch, so I guess you neanderthals have one less person to kill.”

  Jumping from my seat, I’m in his face in two seconds flat. “Who the fuck are you calling a neanderthal,” I yell. “At least I don’t buy my fucking women.”

  “No you just ignore them when they pour their soul out,” he says pushing me out of his face.

  She didn’t, she wouldn’t. There's no way in hell she shared with him what she shared with me. Is there?

  “Do you really think I wouldn’t monitor everything she did? Do you think I wouldn’t have been prepared to take my blood out if she was there for anything other than what she said she was?”

  “You really are a son of a bitch, aren’t you.”

  “Enough,” Cessy screams. “Do you really think the two of you going at it is helping right now? What are you going to do kill each other?” Gesturing between the two of us she continues, ”While your blood and the girl who has your heart lays in there fighting for her life you think this is fucking helping? You should be ashamed of yourselves.”

  We both find our way back to our chairs, spending the next four long fucking hours in silence. Waiting for someone, anyone, to tell us what the hell is going on.

  “She’s made it through the worst of it,” Doc announces, coming out covered in blood. “We got all three bullets out, but now it's in her, and God’s hands. If she makes it through the night. Well, then she’s stronger than most.”

  Without another word he turns and walks away. Like he didn’t just drop a bomb on my soul. What if she dies? What if she doesn’t open those honey brown eyes again and the last fucking thing I said to her that wasn’t filled with hate was ‘you good?’. God, how could I be so fucking stupid?!

  ***

  I'm losing my ever-loving fucking mind. It's been two days since Enterrador showed up at Blue Bells with Mythic. Two days since Doc and Lilly did everything they could to save her life. Two days since it was put in her’s and God’s hands. Two whole fucking days of no one telling me a god damned thing.

  They moved her here to the clubhouse yesterday. She’s downstairs right this very moment, but Enterrador won’t leave her fucking side, and there's no way I can spend any more time with that asshole.

  I have to stay busy. So I do what I do best. Hack. Every camera, every angle of the shooting I’ve watched. The hit was professional, no doubt about it but who ordered it? I can’t find the shooter, they did a damn good job of staying unseen. So who the fuck was it? Diablo? La Ocho? Someone else from the cartel? Fuck if I know.

  I’m so focused on the screens in front of me, that I don’t even hear him come in but the stack of cash he slams on the desk beside me sure as hell has my attention.

  “Whatever you need, buy it. Find out who did this to my sister,” Enterrador grinds out.

  “Don’t you think I’m fucking trying asshole. Whoever they are, they're good. Not a single camera caught sight of them,” I snap. “Why the fuck did you let her leave the hotel?”

  “She wasn’t safe. Not with what she found. It was only a matter of time before they got into her suite,” he explains, not that it makes any fucking sense to me.

  “What? What the hell did you get her into?” I yell slamming my chair back, standing up to get in his face.

  “She found my little girl, mi hija,” he says dropping his gaze to the floor.

  “What? I… I thought she was dead?” I stammer. “What about Alex, your wife, did she find her?”

  He shakes his head, lost in his own hell of regret and worry.

  Grabbing him by the shirt, “What the fuck man. What the hell did she find?”

  “Diablo took her as his own, my little girl. He took her.” he whispers, “My sister needed help. She couldn’t get the answers we needed. She needed you.”

  Letting him go with a shove, “Where’s the fucking house?”

  I may not be able to do shit to save her life right now, but this. This, I can do.

  Chapter 12

  Mythic

  The pain is what hits me first, my body feels like it's been run over by a mac truck. And my mouth. God, I feel like I’ve been sucking on cotton for days. Slowly I try to open my eyes, but the light is too much for them. Jerking my head to the side I try to shield them, damn that was a bad idea.

  “Don’t try to move,” a woman's voice coos in my ear as she gently strokes my hair. “ Let me grab Lil and Doc.

  Lilly. He made it.

  Chapter 13

  Snoopy

  “Mythic,” I pant, sitting up in my bed. Never have I had a dream so vivid, so real. Fuck, I’m hard as a rock.

  Not a dream but a memory. The night she broke through my walls…

  “You sure you don’t want to stay?” Ginger purrs, running a finger over the collar of my cut.

  Pulling her hand into mine, “Yeah, Gin. It’s been a long few days. The ride did me in. Maybe another time,” I lie through my teeth.

  Ginger and I have a good thing going. No strings, just sex. I get off, and she gets to brag she’s fucking one of the sons. Win-win, but my mind can’t focus on the red-headed bombshell right now. Blue is on the brain.

  Wa
lking around Blue Bells, I let my brothers know I’m headed out. The only one wise enough to call me on my shit is Venom.

  With Cessy perched in his lap. “Tired huh?” He asks with a chuckle. “Wouldn’t have anything to do with the coffee loving blue haired crazy currently chillin’ in your lair now, would it?”

  “Leave the man alone,” Cessy chides, earning a smile from me as I slide out the front door.

  She has me intrigued, what can I say.

  At first, it was a bit of an ego smash finding out the best hacker I know is a fucking girl, but at least she's hot as hell.

  I take the back roads all the way to the clubhouse. With one thought on my mind, what is she really up to tonight. Lil tried to get Mythic to come out on the ride with us, but she said she had work to do. At first, some of the brothers weren’t too cool with leaving Ms. Secrative all alone but whatcha going to do. Prez was good with it, so there wasn’t much else to say.

  Parking my bike in the garage, I make the way back to my lair. When she’s not there, I can’t help but feel like she lied. Like she purposely wanted to be left alone. Never would I have guessed what she wanted to be left alone for.

  Crossing the floor, I reach for the door to my bedroom. Mythic has been crashing on the couch in there. The damn woman refused to take the bed. Just as I’m about to enter I hear it. The slight vibration before she moans.

  Should I turn and walk away? Give her some privacy? Fuck yes, I should, but instead, I’m rooted on the spot like a damn peeping tom. The way she bites her lip with the movement under the blanket. How she pants out a breath before she closes her eyes. Face tilted up towards the ceiling a single word passes her lips, “Snoopy.”

  One word and I'm a fucking goner. My dick stands at attention straining through my jeans so bad it hurts. Slowly I open the door creeping towards her. Now, this could go one of two ways, she could flip shit and kick my ass for intruding on a private moment. Or I can finally feel what the real Mythic feels like instead of imaging it with my hand.

  Kneeling down I run my finger across her collar bone down into the valley between her tits. “Need a hand?”

  Her eyes flutter open, and her pupils grow wide. For a split second, I think I’m about to get fucking slapped, but instead, a sly smile crosses her lips.

  “That depends, how long have you been watching me?” she sasses.

  “Long enough to know you want me as badly as I want you.”

  “Is that so,” she purrs as she sits up on the couch. Watching the blanket fall pooling around her hips, I think I might blow right here in my pants. She has a body of perfection. Round perky tits, with a cinched soft middle. Damn, I’d kill to watch her walk away from me right now. I can only imagine the curve of her plump ass.

  The clit stimulator she has in her hand draws my attention, “I’m pretty fucking positive, I can do a better job at making you cum than that thing,” I tell her with a tilt of my jaw.

  Reaching up with her free hand she grabs my dick through my jeans, “ I bet you could,” she says with the smile returning to her lips. Her bottom lip plump and full while the upper is slightly thinner.

  Standing from the couch as the fabric around her falls to the floor she keeps her hand on my jeans as she starts to stroke me through the material.

  “Well, I think you’ll have to lose some clothes if you intend to show me properly,” she sasses as she drags her fingers across my thigh and takes the few short steps to my bed. Turning just in time to see her plump ass poised as she climbs on.

  Looking over her shoulder, “You plan on keeping me waiting?”

  I don’t think I’ve stripped so fast in my whole fucking life. Grabbing the toy from the couch, I’m next to my bed in two strides. Looking down at her body spread eagle before me. Her hair fanned out around her head like a halo of blue. God damn am I glad I came home early.

  Dropping to my knees beside the bed I reach up to grab her behind the knees pulling her body, so her pussy is front and center. Turning the stimulator on I run it up her seem putting just enough pressure to see her squirm. Finding her clit when she lets out a low moan I apply pressure with one hand.

  Dragging the fingers of my other hand up her thigh. Plunging not one but two into her slick heat. Pumping in and out I can feel her orgasm coming. Circling the toy across her clit and hooking my finger to hit her sweet spot is all it takes before her body clamps down. She arches her back putting her tits on display. I’ll admit I can’t wait to take those in my mouth, but for now, I let her ride out the orgasm as she clutches the blankets beneath her.

  When her body starts to relax, but her breathing is still labored. I pull my fingers from her core and lick her honey from them before tossing the toy to the side.

  “Scoot back, “ I command, and she obeys. Moving so there’s room for my body between her thighs.

  Grabbing her feet, I slide them up the bed until her knees are bent and her hips are tilted up. Taking hold of her thighs, I line up to take her. There's no soft and sweet about it I need to be inside her, right fucking now. With a single motion, I drive into her pussy. Staying there just long enough to remind myself I don’t want to look like a little fucking kid and blow my load right now.

  Pulling back I drive forward again the force of it causing her to arch up. Leaning down just a fraction I take her nipple into my mouth and suck, hard. Her moans spur me on. I nip and suck at each side driving faster and harder with each stroke. When she reaches down and plays with herself, it's her body’s undoing. The orgasm comes so quickly I have no choice but to ride it out right alongside her. The way her eyes flutter with the soft pants of breath is the sexiest fucking thing I have ever seen. And I know right now, I'm fucked.

  Pounding at the door is what wakes me. Pulling me from the hottest dream I’ve ever fucking had. I can’t stop her name from slipping through my lips as I pant out. The pounding continues, and I have no choice but to come back to the present.

  Jumping from the bed, I grab the first pair of jeans I see. Pulling them on is hell on earth with a raging hard-on, but I don’t have time to take care of it when the dick on the other side keeps yelling, “Open the door, Snoopy.”

  Unlocking it, I rip it open, “Fucking christ Enterrador. What the hell do you want?” I demand.

  Out of breath, he pants, “She’s awake. Lena’s awake.”

  Chapter 14

  Mythic

  “Do you want to sit up some?” Lil asks. With a nod, she takes the remote and slowly tilts me up just enough so I can drink the water shes given me easier. “Slow sips, okay?” she finishes holding the straw up to my lips.

  “Where… where did this all come from?” I rasp out.

  I know I'm in the basement of the Sons’ clubhouse, but I sure as fuck don’t remember there being a hospital room down here. There's a lot of costly equipment around the room. All the amenities and monitors I would’ve had at the best facilities. It all seems so out of place with the holding cells off to the side, and I’m sure Venom’s torture chamber still lies just past those.

  “Your brother,” Lil admits on a whisper.

  “Adan?” I ask with a scrunch of my brow. Adan did all this?

  “Gave Doc full reign to buy whatever he needed, whatever you needed. Said you’d kill him if he took you to a normal hospital and if this was where you wanted to be, he’d make damn sure you had everything you needed to live.”

  “I’m sorry Lil,” is all I can think to say. Adan terrified this poor woman for over a year I know having him here had to be hard for her.

  With a shrug of her shoulders she brushes it off, and in true Lilly style says with a smile, “Gunner’s not too happy with you right now, but that’s nothing new - right?”

  I don’t think twice about the giggle that slips through my lips next, but damn I wish I had. Fire rips up my chest, and that giggle turns to a cough.

  “I’m sorry, so sorry. Drink the water Mythic it’ll help,” Lilly rushes out in a panic.

  Taking a sip,
I look into her wide eyes, and ask, “How bad is it?”

  With a sigh, she leans to put the cup on the bedside table before looking me dead in the eye. “It was bad Mythic. Real bad. You should’ve let Enterrador take you to the hospital,” she scolds. “You lost a lot of blood, luckily you and your brother are the same types, and he could donate. We don’t keep that sorta stuff on hand. Hell, we’ve never had to do any kind of surgery here either, but Doc made due. Got all three bullets out, but…” She trails off looking down at her hands placed in her lap.

  “What is it, Lil?”

  Taking my hand in hers she looks up at me with tears in her eyes, “ We almost lost you. Twice. The bullet you took in the chest gave us the most trouble. It nicked your lungs causing fluid to enter. You should be alright now, but you’re nowhere out of the woods yet. You’ll need to take it easy the next few weeks, and if you haven’t already noticed breathing isn’t the easiest while you heal. Don’t ever do that to me again, do you understand me.”

  With a smile I nod my head, “I don’t plan on ever getting shot again, Lil. I promise.”

  “Don’t make promises you can’t keep Mythic,” she chides with a sniffle. The tears crest as she whispers, “Besides that’s not what I’m talking about. Don’t up and disappear like that again. You had me worried sick that you were dead, or worse, in one of Diablo’s cells.”

  “I promise, Lil. I won’t disappear again. I’m sorry I thought Snoop would’ve told you I was okay.”

  “Snoopy?” she asks snapping her head up, gaze meeting mine.

  Oh fuck…

  “Um. He didn’t tell you I was emailing him?” I ask, though by the look in her eyes I can damn well tell he didn’t. Fucker.

  “No he did not,” she snaps just as the man in question bursts through the doors panting for breath. Her eyes trail to him and if looks could kill Snoopy would definitely be six feet under right now. Well shit…