Jaxson 4_Blood Covenant

by K. J. Dahlen

  “Jaxon!” Bruno shouted.

  Thunder followed me in.

  I’d never ignored Bruno’s orders in the past. But I had Chloe safely with me then, well mostly safe. Now, she was out there with the mob looking for that Bella. What had possessed her to do such fucking stupid thing?

  “Here brother.” Thunder handed me a Kevlar vest. I grabbed it and looked at him. Thunder! That was it. She felt she owed thunder for covering her dad. Why hadn’t I seen it before? “Thunder, how do you really feel about this Bella?”

  He tucked a gun into his vest. “What?” He looked cold now. Stone cold. The way he always looked when he was about to bring fury down on someone.

  “Never mind. We got no time.” I grabbed another gun.

  “You two are NOT going anywhere like that!” Bruno bellowed.

  I turned to him and he had the entire brotherhood standing with him.

  Thunder glared at them.

  I did too.

  “Are we going to have this out with bullets, Bruno?” I asked quietly.

  Looking shocked, he tucked his head back and glanced over at Marco.

  Marco shook his head. “Shit no, Jaxson. We got the crews to scour the area. They are gonna ride as shields on you two.”

  Thunder and I headed out through the men.

  Twenty bikes started up. The roar was deafening as most were Harleys and loud as fuck.

  There were two little harlots out there we needed to find. Our women dressed like sluts. Dammit, how could this have happened in the middle of a mob war? I looked over at Thunder. I never saw him look like this.

  His eyes were like dark, cold sheets of steel. His body as stiff as his vest underneath his cut. Yeah, I had my answer. His look matched mine. His woman was out there just like mine.

  We all roared out as the gates slid open.

  CHAPTER TWENTY

  Dino

  Fuck. This was a real mess. I didn’t know who I was more furious at. Bella or fucking Bruno. She hadn’t trusted me. I couldn’t think straight right now though. Chloe was out there with her and if anything happened to her, Jaxson wouldn’t be worth a fuck to anyone. He’d never talked about it but I knew he needed her to function right.

  I wondered if that would happen to me. It would if I let it. Or was it already too late? I shook it away. Well, I would find out if she remained alive. My gut clenched as I leaned lower on my bike. It was all true. Every word she’d said. Every story she told me. Bella had been through hell several times. At the hands of scum. No wonder she refused to trust me.

  Where would they go? Fuck, Jax and I never even discussed it. He probably intended to check on places he thought Chloe would go. But where would Bella go? We didn’t know her that well. Not enough to know her haunts or history. Except the ugly history.

  We stopped at a light and I hollered over at Jax, “You checking spots Chloe might go?”

  He nodded.

  “Okay and I’m gonna head downtown. You got your cell?”

  He nodded again.

  “Good, call me if you find them and I will do the same.”

  When the light turned, he went right.

  I moved over and went left.

  I heard Bruno shouting from behind us, “Six flags… each one!”

  Then bikes were following the both of us.

  Yeah, she’d gotten caught downtown in the first place by those two goons. But if I knew her at all, she would hide in plain sight yet again. Now she was in disguise too.

  Maybe they would hole up in a downtown hotel? Shit, who the fuck knew?

  I slowed my bike and looked around at the people on the sidewalk. On second thought, they wouldn’t parade themselves down here unless it was night time. These people were all tourists or everyday towns’ people. Two prostitutes would stick out like sore thumbs this time of day.

  I maneuvered through back streets and into alleys. Then would have to coast my bike backwards and wait for the fucking back up bikes on my ass. I had to ditch these fuckers. They were as about as inconspicuous as fucking circus elephants. Big Harleys with huge bikers on them. Fucking Bruno and his grand ideas.

  I wouldn’t find anyone with an outfit like this. Then nothing like putting out a red cape to get the mob’s attention.

  I would go around the tenth street loop, then speed up and double back under the bridge. I knew this town and had lost people before on these streets.

  I zoomed ahead and the light turned red behind me. Damn, I hoped they didn’t run it and get hit. I didn’t want brothers hurt over my actions. I just wanted to lose them.

  I sailed around the turns and then took the next exit under the bridge. I pulled my cycle up and next to the cement column in the shade. I hated doing this but it wasn’t going to work having six fuckers with me.

  They zoomed over the bridge. I could hear the roars of their engines.

  They totally missed the exit just like I’d thought. I waited a few minutes, as I knew they would backtrack. Of course, they had. I’d trained most of them over the years.

  I sighed as I waited. Where the fuck would the girls go?

  Would Chloe run to Dagger? Shit! Yeah. I wondered if Jax was thinking the same thing. Then I tossed that out while feeling deflated. Bella wouldn’t go there. She’d run from there in fact.

  Okay… so more downtown maybe? I wheeled my bike out and started it back up.

  Just as I got out on the main road, something hit my bike hard. I flew over the handle bars and landed in the dirt.

  I thought I’d blacked out but came to as I looked up and found myself in a car trunk and the trunk slammed shut on me. FUCK!

  I stayed still and heard the engine start up.

  The car was moving.

  I just got nabbed by the mob. I found my hands tied behind my back. I must have passed out. I wondered if they’d gotten my guns. I rolled my eyes. They were mob, of course they had. But maybe not my jackknife in my boot.

  I struggled with moving around. Fuck, my head hurt but I ignored it. They would do a lot worse to me if I didn’t get out of this trunk with my hands unbound.

  I bent my body in a very painful way and reached my hand back feeling my calves with my fingers. Just a little more…

  The car took a sharp turn and shoved me up against the spare tire in such a tweak that my fingers actually latched onto my boot and onto my knife. I had it! I painfully stretched my three fingers around it and eased it up. I passed it to my right hand then felt around it. It wouldn’t do to flip it out and cut off my finger. I’d already lost one to Bruno when I’d fucked up over Jumper.

  The car took another wide turn. NO! The knife almost slipped and it flipped out.

  I kept a hold of it and it did take a slice of my finger. Great. I sighed. Now my blood would make it slicker and harder to maneuver. I eased the blade up along my wrist. It nicked my skin and I winced but kept shoving it upward. I had it at the tape. They’d used duct tape the dumbfucks. This would be like butter for my knife. I sliced it once. Then it slipped. I sliced it again and snap—the duct tape gave way.

  Fucking awesome!

  I now had to readjust my body in the enclosed area then act passed out with my hands behind my back until they opened the trunk.

  Blood was seeping from my self-inflicted wounds and my head throbbed from taking that header into the dirt. But I was alive and unbound.

  I waited for the inevitable and I was going too slit some throats when this car stopped and they popped the lid to my present prison.

  I waited a long time. Where the fuck were they taking me? It gave me time to think about things though. Like Bella. When I found her, I would tie her up in my room this time. I did feel bad that she believed I would allow Bruno to hand her over to her death. The fuck I would have.

  I’d been fucking loyal all these years to the man. I literally had taken bullets for him. Did jail time three times for him too, not counting this last time .Shit, that had been for Jaxson and Chloe. But I knew Bruno and he rewarded loyalty w
ith loyalty. I just knew if I pushed it, he would’ve backed down. Not that he’d said he would give her over. I just couldn’t chance it. I didn’t want to look too closely at the fact that I would give my life for hers. I didn’t state that shit lightly. I did it without thought.

  And to think I hadn’t even had her yet. Not all the way. This told me what I hadn’t faced. I was in love with this girl. It had to be, as for months I’d wanted her, thought about her. Then I went right to her the minute they sprung me. Who was I kidding? It was just that I’d never been in love before. I’d never felt it.

  I could see what Jaxson felt for Chloe now. How he would die for her. Shit! I was doomed.

  The car slowed and finally stopped.

  Yeah, maybe doomed was the right thought. But they wouldn’t take me without lots of blood and damage to them.

  I waited as I heard the car doors slam and low voices. I laid still but was as ready as a cobra to spring up at them.

  I heard a pop as light swept into my dark space.

  NOW!

  CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

  Bella

  Luckily, we got a cab just after the getting out through the gate and we sped off. That had been wild. We’d actually pulled it off, but then again, most of these biker guys were dumb. Mean and dumb. Except for a few. Well, maybe one.

  Chloe hadn’t liked it much when one of the guys had grabbed her ass. I could tell she wasn’t used to this life. It’d made me wonder how she ever got into it.

  I stood in front of her and took the pawing. It never bothered me. It had happened too many times to count. It didn’t mean anything and I always felt nothing when they did it. Except for one man. Though, he didn’t paw. No…he stroked, soothed, and revved. Fuck, just thinking about it made my skin flush.

  Then the men asked for our phone numbers for later they’d said and we gave them false ones, of course. Then they kicked us out and Chloe had been astonished.

  I’d winked at her and said, “Floozies can always get kicked out.” I’d counted on it, as they were in lock down.

  Now I had the cabbie stop at the Flaming Arrow. A downtown hotel that took cash and asked no questions. In fact, they would think we were turning tricks. They never cared. I just hoped I could come up with a plan to get us out of town.

  We walked into the lobby and Chloe kept close to me.

  Yeah, I couldn’t blame her. This place was what they called seedy. I kept my purse within reach of my fingers. Any guy that came up to us might get their face blown off. It wouldn’t be my first time either.

  We sashayed our way to the counter. I took out the wad of cash I’d kept in my bag and had transferred it to my bra the second Chloe had come in with that announcement today. I always kept cash on hand in case I had to run.

  Smiling at the clerk, I placed a 100 on the counter. “A whole night.”

  He raised a brow. “It’s usually an hour.”

  “Yeah and that’s usually twenty bucks. We want a night.”

  He snatched the bill and slid a form across.

  I grabbed the anchored pen and put in the name Daisy Mae Wild. Then signed the same and slid it back.

  He read it and chuckled. “Imaginative.”

  If you only knew, how true that was. I grinned as he handed me the key. I turned and looked around. No one who looked like mob. Then I spotted a guy in the corner. His beady eyes were right on us.

  I leaned over to Chloe. “We are gonna pick that guy up.”

  Her eyes widened. “You’re taking this act a bit far aren’t you?’

  I tisked and rolled my eyes. “Don’t look at him yet. He’s a lookout I think?” I smiled at him and walked over. “Hey.”

  He stared at me and looked over at a blonde Chloe. Lust was evident in his eyes.

  “Wanna have a party?” I asked and batted my lashes at him.

  He held a cell phone in his hand.

  I glanced at it and hoped he hadn’t used it yet. “So, what do ya say?”

  He looked interested but conflicted.

  Yeah, he needed to call us in. Dammit. I would wait for him to take the bait then if he didn’t, I was going to use my gun to get him up to the room. It would just be quitter and less risky to get him to come on his own. “We just got a room.” I gave him a wink.

  He licked his lips as he stared at my rack. “Uh…” He gazed around.

  “Come on. We will give you a deal. I can blow a man better than anyone. Right, Sally?”

  Chloe looked like she wanted to throw up as she missed my cue entirely.

  I nudged her with my elbow.

  “Uh…Yeah.” She smacked her lips. “We are so good.”

  I rolled my eyes. What did I expect? She was civilian even if she was with the president of an MC. I gazed at him. Come on. Take the bait. I lowered my bustier and my areolas showed.

  His eyes widened. “How much?”

  I shrugged. “We are feeling generous today. In fact, we like the way you look.” NOT.

  He nodded and stood up. “Where to?”

  I could see his erection tenting his dress pants. Yeah, mob for sure. Who wore dress pants at the Arrow? I winked at him and raised the keycard. I nodded at Chloe and turned around.

  We all three got into the old fashioned cage elevator and I pushed the button.

  Chloe bit at her nail and adjusted her bag.

  “So where do you ladies usually work?” The guy tried to make small talk.

  I rolled my eyes. Small is right. It was going to be a very short conversation. “Up on fourth, but the cops hit it hard yesterday.

  Chloe nodded.

  He reached out and grabbed her tit.

  Chloe jumped and then had his hand twisted behind him as she kicked him in the balls.

  “OWW!” he yelled and bent over as his breath left his lungs.

  “Dammit!” I swore. She should’ve waited. I grabbed the gun out of my bag and hit him on the head hard.

  He went down without a word.

  “Oh, my god!” She stared at me.

  I glared at her. “We needed to wait till we were in the room to attack him, Chloe!”

  She bit at her lip. “It was a gut reaction!”

  I sighed and the elevator stopped. “Wait just a second, I gotta make sure the hallway is clear then we gotta drag him.”

  “Into our room?” She looked stunned.

  “Yes, we can’t allow him loose.” I stepped out and looked both ways then peered at my keycard. 111. I looked up. “Shit, we lucked out!” it was right across from the elevator. “Wait here a second while I get the door open.”

  Chloe nodded and then looked down at the guy.

  He groaned.

  She jumped and then took her gun out and hit him again.

  “Shhh, Chloe!” I opened the door and looked around. Still no one. Well, it was only noon. I set my bag down on the floor in the room then hurried back. “Help me drag him.”

  Her eyes rounded as she stood still.

  I huffed and looked up at her. “Chloe!”

  She didn’t even blink.

  Dammit, why had she gone all pussy on me now? “Chloe help me!”

  Then her dazed look cleared and she helped me to tug him across.

  “Damn, he’s heavy for a skinny fuck!”

  She shook her head as she dragged him with me. “Nah. This guy isn’t three hundred pounds at least.”

  I paused and looked at her. “You’ve done this before?”

  She bit her lip and said nothing as we tugged him all the way in.

  I let out a heavy breath and shut the door.

  “What do we do with him?” Chloe asked.

  I knelt down. “First, I gotta make sure you didn’t kill him.”

  She gasped.

  I peered up at her face as I felt for a pulse in the creep’s neck. She looked utterly pale. I rolled my eyes. “He’s alive. We tie him up, gag him and…” I looked around. Yes, the closet had a door. I took his tie off. What to use? Then I spotted something shiny. No w
ay!

  A pair of handcuffs sat under the bed. I crawled over.

  “What are you doing?”

  I laid on my belly and grabbed them out from under the bed. I raised them up.

  Her mouth popped open.

  I laughed. “Someone kinky was here before us and we lucked out.” I crawled back over. “Okay, help me roll him.”

  Chloe did and I cuffed him. Then I took the tie up. “Lift his head.”

  She looked a little ill. “I-I have to touch his hair?”

  I laughed. “You clobbered him, drug him in here, but you freak about touching his hair?”

  She shrugged and looked troubled then she reached down and lifted his head up.

  I tied the tie around his head and looked over at her again. “Now don’t freak on me, but his lips?”

  She stared at me then at him and the tie. “Fuck!” She shuddered as she reached down and almost screwed her eyes shut as she pulled up his lip. Saliva dripped down onto his chin. “EW! God!”

  I chuckled as I tied it through tight “You have really been sheltered haven’t you?”

  “No. Well, yes. By Jaxson.”

  I looked up at her. “How can that be?”

  She sighed. “You were at Border Patrol right?”

  I felt confused by this odd question. “Yes…What does that have to—”

  “Dagger is my dad.”

  I froze and then slowly stood up. “What the fuck?” I remembered the man, older but hot. Huge and mean looking. Not that he ever looked at me at all. But no woman in her right mind would NOT look at that man more than once.

  She nodded.

  “But how?”

  She laughed nervously. “The usual way. My mom and him. You know?”

  I shook my head. No way was she MC. “You got to fill me in on this story. First, help me get this piece of shit into the closet.”

  She let out a breath and helped me get him in there.

  I shut the door and then walked over to the bed. Exhausted, I dropped down on it and raised the guy’s cell up. “So we find out who he is or who his contacts are.”

  Chloe plopped down in the chair and took her shoes off. “GOD! My feet hurt so bad!”