Page 81 of Oblivion
“Uh, Atlas told me that she doesn’t know about the gathering yet, and well, with the party tonight, maybe we should let her know.”
“No.” I shook my head. “Absolutely not.”
“But—”
“You’re not telling her, Indigo.” If anyone was going to tell her, it would have been me.
“She’s free to come and go as she wants, and I’m pretty sure she will end up coming down for a party.”
“Yeah, I know. I don’t mind that.”
His eyes widened at my statement and I knew he had something more to say.
“What is it, Indigo? I don’t have the whole day.”
“It’s just, uh, Rip saw her earlier, and you know how he is.” Fuck. “So, she was being, well, her usual self, and he liked it.” He stopped talking and lowered his voice. “He liked it a lot.”
“What are you trying to say, Indigo?”
“I don’t know, actually. I just… I would have killed a person if they talked to Zoe in the way I talked to Ophelia, and while I might not like her, I was wrong. I know you still love her. I know you brought her here, pretending to hate her, but I can see how you look at her, and Storm, you’re not going to like seeing Rip all over her even if she could handle herself.”
“I’ll be fine.”
Seconds ticked by and I thought he would argue with me, but he simply nodded and turned toward the door.
“I just don’t want us to have bloodshed tonight, you know. And she…” Indigo murmured. “She’s capable of turning you into a bloodthirsty monster.”
With those parting words, Indigo left my office, and even though I didn’t want to admit it, he had a point.
Just hearing about Rip taking an interest in her made me see red, but I had to control myself. I had to show them a cool front, where even she wouldn’t be able to have control over me.
But will you be able to handle seeing her with another man?My inner asshole piped in, and I fucking hated that even my subconsciousness knew I wouldn’t be able to handle it.
I wouldn’t be able to handle it at all.
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Ophelia
A party was happening downstairs,the music pumping through the walls, louder than I liked, annoying both Kaiser and me.
I couldn’t slip through without seeing all of them gathered together. And that guy that tried hitting on me earlier, God… Some of them really had no idea how to talk to people, least of all women. It was easy to forget what some of the other bikers were like, when I had Atlas and Storm around me.
Speaking of Storm, I barely saw him in the last three days, and I’d be lying if I said that it didn’t affect me. It sucked because I hoped that he would finally come to me to talk.
I tried looking for him, to maybe apologize for some of the comments I’d made, but he was nowhere to be found. Atlas didn’t want to talk about him, angry at Storm as well and the way he handled the situation.
Atlas also refused to talk about the asshole who fucked him over, and even if I didn’t have a reason to hate Indigo before, I definitely did now.
I spent my days with Kaiser, ignoring everybody else, and surprisingly, they all left me alone—except for Atlas. Both of us apologized to each other for the way we handled the situation, and he filled me in about some of the other things that were happening in the Club, but I didn’t know that they were having a party.
Moreover, I had no idea they were inviting other chapters, because the men I saw coming today definitely weren’t from the Santa Monica chapter. Truth to be told, I wanted to go down there. I truly needed to talk to Storm, and he couldn’t avoid me forever.
He brought me here and if he didn’t want me here, then he should let me go. I wasn’t about to run again, but he had to man up and speak out instead of hiding behind his duties.
A knock sounded on my door, Kaiser immediately jumping up and barking at whoever was on the other side. I walked toward the door, wondering who it was.
“Who is it?” I asked, aware that at parties like these, people would start looking for empty bedrooms just to have sex.
