King Cobra (Diamondbacks Motorcycle Club Book 3) Read Online Free PDF Page A

her way was a very light kind of sleep, the kind that brings about no rest and many nightmares. Her head was filled with visions of everything that she had been through since she had come in contact with the Diamondbacks—from being held in an abandoned warehouse, to watching Jessica die, to almost losing her legs to a baseball bat swung by a crazy man. She didn’t normally allow herself to think about any of that during the day, but the nighttime was a different matter, one that she had no control over.
     
    Finally, after waking up from yet another confused nightmare, she gave up. It was 5:17 in the morning, and she figured it was a good enough hour to get up and get herself a much-needed cup of coffee.
     
    She padded quietly to the kitchen, stopping briefly in the living room on her way. Lind was asleep on the white couch, and Eve took a few moments to look at him. He seemed so unguarded when he slept…it was hard to imagine that he was the same man who had ordered her around a few hours ago. Well, he had tried to order her around, but Eve was not going to have any of that.
     
    Feeling the anger from the evening resurfacing, Eve left the living room and completed her brief journey to the kitchen. She closed the door behind her so as not to wake Lind—more out of a lack of want to talk to him rather than out of consideration for his sleep. Eventually, she opted for black tea rather than coffee—she figured she was irritable enough—and she sat down at the table to nurse the steaming mug.
     
    She went over everything one more time in her head. The evening surely had not worked out like she had planned. She had been looking forward to a quiet dinner with Lind, followed by one of their binge movie watching nights, and maybe (why not?) a reprise of the breathtaking sex they had in the morning. Instead, she had ended up eating her delicious roast alone while he ran to his precious MC.
     
    Eve wasn’t sure when she had begun to resent the Diamondbacks exactly. She wasn’t sure about the process that had led her to blame them for pretty much anything that went wrong between her and Lind. The more time passed, the more she came to realize that no matter how involved Lind would become in their relationship, the club would always come first. No matter what, Eve would always come second. No matter what, if it ever had to choose between her and the club, Eve had no doubt that he would choose the club.
     
    She had not minded his devotion to them—at first. It was clear that they were the only family Lind knew, and she figured there was nothing wrong with being devoted to one’s family. But lately, she had begun to notice that his devotion to the club actually bordered on the obsessive. He was always ready to go to them at a moment’s notice, and Alec just had to snap his fingers and Lind would come running. It drove Eve mad.
     
    One thing she was painfully aware of was that Lind regularly went out of his way to keep her out of anything even remotely connected with the club’s business. There had been a few operations over the five months that they had been together, but Eve had never known what those were. She didn’t know what Lind did when he rode off on the back of his Harley and kissed her goodbye in a way that let her know she might not see him again.
     
    He didn’t seem to realize that not knowing was worse. Not knowing had Eve’s imagination work overtime, and she had come up with the worst possible kinds of scenarios. Not knowing had Eve imagining that Lind was doing unspeakable things, things that she didn’t even want to take into consideration. Just knowing for a fact that he had killed people was enough to not make her sleep at night if she only allowed herself to stop and think about it.
     
    This particular not knowing was worse than any that she had experienced before. This particular not knowing involved her personally, and it made her furious that Lind couldn’t be bothered to share any