Page 100 of Wicked Games

Chapter Thirty-Three

Warren

“My brothers, Caleb and Jake… they’ve been working with Ryan’s best friend, Evan Nelson, to get revenge on y’all for Ryan’s death. He came to me, too, about two years ago to ask me to join them but I didn’t want any part of it.”

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

What the hell have you fucking done, you moron?

“Zane,” I growl under my breath, watching him from the safety of the trees as he spills everything to these fuckers, everything I’ve built for the last two years, everything I’ve fucking worked for, and everything that was almost mine. My plan was fucking brilliant, flawless, and now I have to change it. I mean, I have always had several back-up plans lined up but I was attached to this one, the one that inflicted the most pain, the most suffering. For days, I’ve been watching them cope with Blaze’s death, happy as a pig in shit because I could see the pain and horror in their eyes. I loved that I did that to them and I’ve been fantasizing about the next step endlessly but now it’s going to have to change.

“Fuck you,” I hiss as I watch Zane fucking Wheeler follow the Devils back into Emma and Nix’s house, my heart pounding in my ears as I think about what I’ll do to him when I manage to get my hands on him. He fucking ruined everything and now, he has to pay, too. Caleb and Jake won’t be happy about that but they’ll just have to deal with it. As his betrayal dances through my mind, I turn and slam my fist into a nearby tree trunk, unable to quell the boiling of my blood as I think about everything I just lost.

Turning, I begin walking back to my car, clenching and unclenching my fist as thoughts of my best friend play through my head. Ryan and I met when we were just kids and from that moment on, we were joined at the fucking hip. He wasn’t just my best friend, he was my brother, and when he decided he wanted to become a police officer just like his pops, I followed him. We worked our way up through the ranks and then he met Emma. Ryan was fucking crazy about her, loved her more than a man should, more than was sane, but that was just who he was and what did she do? She fucking treated him like shit and left him broken hearted. When she met Phoenix West a year later, Ryan lost his goddamn mind. He was still holding out hope that she would come back to him eventually but when he saw them together, he knew it was over. The way he acted, it wasn’t rational but he was my best friend and he had always been there for me so I helped him get her back and it got us both arrested. The stupid fucker, though… as soon as he made bail, he came after her again and it got him killed, shot in the back of the head like a goddamn dog by Storm. I spent years in prison, thinking of everyone this club had taken from me and how I would take revenge on them if I ever got the chance and there is no way in hell I’m going to let fucking Zane ruin that for me.

Ripping my phone from my pocket, I press one on the speed dial and hold it to my ear as it rings.

“‘Sup?” Caleb answers and I resist the urge to growl.

“Get your brother back to the apartment now. Shit is going down and we need to regroup.”

He scoffs. “What the hell does that mean?”

“I’ll explain everything when I get there but tell Jake, we strike tonight.”