Double Dare (Devil's Fighters MC Book 3) Read Online Free PDF

when Xavier walked in. It wasn’t a very reassuring sight. He looked up, and already his dark eyes seemed to make a hole in Xavier. Bennie knew something was up. He smiled a wolf smile, and Xavier shivered inwardly.
     
    “Ah, my favorite fighter,” he said. He took his hand away from the barrel of his gun long enough to gesture towards the chairs aligned along the vast surface of the meeting room’s tale. “Please, have a seat.”
     
    Xavier swallowed past the fear he could feel mounting inside of him. He hated the power that this man still possessed over him. He was a grown man now, no longer the scrawny, insecure teenager that he had been when he had begun his “career” in the Devils’ fighting rings. And yet, Bennie Lenday still terrified him. He supposed he had his reasons; there was a darkness to the man’s soul that only a fool would not be scared of. Even the gang’s oldest members feared him.
     
    Xavier took a seat a couple of chairs away from the end of the table where Bennie was seated.
     
    “So,” Bennie said, “what can I do for you?”
     
    For a split second, Xavier panicked. He had absolutely no idea how to bring this up without getting himself—or worse, Alyssa—killed. And then he decided that he would just improvise; there was no other way.
     
    “I want out.”
     
    It was exactly what Xavier had promised himself not to say. It was exactly the worst thing he could have said. It was exactly the most disastrous start to this conversation he could have ever come up with.
     
    Bennie did not miss a beat. He didn’t pause; he didn’t start; he didn’t tense up. He continued cleaning his gun and smoking the cigarette he held between his lips as if no one had spoken. It was a chilling sort of non-reaction that instantly put Xavier on guard.
     
    “You do, huh?” His voice was calm, cool, and collected enough to freeze the blood in a man’s veins. “I suppose that’s fair enough; you’ve been in the rings for almost a decade now.”
     
    Xavier watched him warily. All that Bennie had just said was very true, but he was also sure there was no way the man really meant it—or even if it did, it surely did not mean he was free to go.
     
    Bennie looked up from his gun and straight into Xavier’s eyes. It was like looking into a dark pit of hell, the kind of hell that usually awaited Xavier. “I’m acknowledging your merits, Xavier.”
     
    “You are,” Xavier admitted. “But I can’t figure out why.”
     
    Bennie laughed. It was a humorless, cold kind of laugh. “Tell me, how do you propose to get out?”
     
    Xavier hesitated. Astonishingly enough, it sounded like an honest question…and he had no idea how to answer it. “Honestly, I didn’t think it was possible.”
     
    “It is,” Bennie said, surprising him even more.
     
    Xavier stared at him. “Do you mean it?” he asked, trying to keep the hope out of his voice. He tried to sound flat, detached, all business. He wasn’t sure he was succeeding. “Or are you implying that the way out is in a body bag?”
     
    Bennie chuckled. “How negative of you, Xavier.” He let the silence stretch out then, and Xavier’s anxious wait with it. Finally, he said, “No, there’s an actual way out. There wouldn’t be for just anyone, admittedly, but you’ve served us very well in the past eight years. I’m willing to give you a chance.”
     
    Xavier understood immediately. Whatever Bennie was talking about, it wouldn’t come without a price. “What do I have to do?”
     
    Bennie grinned his wolf grin. “You have to fight, of course.”
     
    Xavier began to feel cold inside. He was not surprised, but there was a glint in Bennie’s dark eyes that he didn’t like at all. “Who?” he asked.
     
    “Taylor Jackman.”
     
    Xavier could actually feel the blood drain from his face. Taylor “The Jack” Jackman was a renowned fighter in the underground rings, but his fame was an ill one. No matter how brutal the fight, it