Too Wild To Ride (Steel Veins MC Romance, #1) Read Online Free PDF

stitches, most of the cuts were shallow. There were just a shitload of them. The warm water felt nice, though. Felt like I was washing off not just the layer of blood but some of my grief as well.
    “Steel Veins?”
    I stopped cleaning and turned to the Russian girl across the room. Comprehension that I wasn't Los Lobos was dawning on her as she held my vest. The gun was in my hand like it was magnetized. She staggered backwards and dropped my vest when she saw me staring at her. Katya threw her hands up and apologized.
    I should have shot her. Regardless of my current affiliation, she was the only one that knew a Steel Vein was here. It just made sense. If I let her walk out of here, I'd have fifteen minutes at most before the Lobos showed up. I could be gone by then but that would eliminate the element of surprise. I drew down on her. She screamed and fumbled to find the doorknob but was too terrified to break eye contact with me and actually look for it.
    “Cut off their feet,” Bren's memory whispered into my ear. He was right. The gears of a plan rotated in my head. The element of surprise was overrated. I lowered my gun. Although I would have, I didn't want to kill her, especially if there was a better way to get what I wanted.
    “Tell them all I'm here, darlin'. Let's give them a show.” Katya didn't hesitate. She found the door and was gone. If she moved any faster, she'd have left a smoke trail.
    The alarm clock was miraculously spared and was even still plugged in. Nine-seventeen a.m. read the digital display. Plenty of time. I threw on my clothes, checked my boots for glass then tossed them on as well. There was going to be plenty of bloodshed soon, but what I really dreaded was what was coming next. As much as I really didn't want to talk to him yet, I had to hope Top had his cell on him.
    The shell of the phone was broken but looked otherwise usable. A dial tone. Excellent. I'd left my cell in my room back at Muse's. I never brought it with me to the bar when we stayed there. I never needed it, I knew all my numbers by heart and everyone I wanted to talk to was usually with us already.
    “Yeah?” Top answered.
    “It's Remy.”
    “Wonderin' when you'd call.”
    “Yeah, Top... been a busy few hours.” My words came out almost automatically.
    “It sure as fuck has.” I could hear him starting to rev up.
    “How's Tee?” I diverted.
    “Well, he's pretty pissed that you shot him!”
    “Tell him to stop being a pussy. I knew he was wearing a vest.” I'd seen the vest straps through his shirt.
    “Yeah? And Skinpipe and Rio?”
    “Scum. Fuck them.”
    “Doesn't matter, Rem. They're still Veins, you know that! You don't get to just walk away from that. What the fuck has gotten into you?” Top was intent to reel the conversation back on topic.
    “This path... What we've become. It's hollowed me out, Lawrence. Ever since Maria, I haven't been able to find meaning in any of the shit we do. And now with Bren gone... Fuck, man. Our brother died because some stupid old fuck at a gas station owed us a couple grand! Was that worth it for you?”
    Top didn't say anything. It'd been a long time since anyone'd called him his real name. I don't know why I said it, it just slipped out. I know the whole Bren thing's been eating him alive, as well.
    “I just, I don't know. I needed to get away from from it all,” I continued.
    “You picked a really, shitty fucking way to do it. Deadeye's raging over what you did to Rio. And even more so because he vouched for you against the club. You went too far, little brother. That bitch has got you all fucked up. If you just let us deal with her—”
    “That's exactly what I’m fucking talking about! Yeah, she was the catalyst, but Star wasn't the problem. I know I'm no saint but I needed to save her . Needed to let her decide what's gonna happen to me. To do one good thing and just deal with whatever consequences followed . And you— you and the rest of the club fought