“In a matter of speaking.We can’t officially be your husbands though.Well, not both of us,” Burn said.“Crash is older by two minutes, so if you want to legally marry one of us, it should be him.”
“I’ll think about it,” she said.“I used to dream that Prince Charming would ride up on a white horse, or rather a white motorcycle, and steal me away from the Black Daggers, carrying me off to safety and making me his princess.”
“Settle for being our queen?”Burn asked.
She smiled and snuggled into both of them.“How much time until we have to go back?”
“We have a while.Why don’t you soak in the tub again?It will help with the soreness.While you do that, we’ll order some lunch to be delivered to the room.Do you have a preference?”Crash asked.
“Anything is fine.I was always given scraps, so whatever you want to order will be wonderful.”
She could tell her words infuriated the brothers, but she knew they were angry on her behalf and not angry with her.It would take some time to get used to being important to someone, as more than just a bargaining chip.
Burn slid out of bed and helped her to her feet.Crash ran a bath for her, then they both kissed her and went back to the bedroom to put on some clothes and order their lunch.Burn made sure he pulled the bathroom door shut when a knock sounded at the door signaling their food had arrived.
As Willow dried off, she realized that in a way, all of her dreams had come true.She had two princes instead of one, but they had rescued her in every way that mattered, and she hoped that she’d never disappoint them.
Chapter Six
Burnswunghislegover his bike and stared out into the night.Something didn’t feel right about this mission, but he knew he couldn’t talk Blitz out of it.The Pres had seemed a little ticked when Willow had shown him her mating marks, but Blitz had held up his end of the bargain and Willow was now under protection.Blaze had left Luna at home, which meant Willow was being guarded by three Prospects and Spark.
“I don’t like this,” Crash said, as he straddled his bike beside Burn.
“I don’t either, but we have no choice.Blitz is determined to wipe out the Double Deuces.”
King, their Road Captain, gave the signal to ride out.Crash and Burn fell in line, riding side by side like they always did, and followed their club brothers into the hills.As the darkness closed in around them, and they approached the road that would lead them to the cabin and the Double Deuces, a sense of foreboding settled in Burn’s bones.He whipped his bike onto the shoulder of the road, with Crash right beside him.
“What’s up?”Crash asked.
Burn watched their club brothers zoom past them, not even breaking stride.Either they didn’t care that Crash and Burn had broken off, or they were just going to ignore it.Either way, Burn knew he couldn’t continue.Something was wrong and he wouldn’t ignore the burning feeling in his gut.
“We have to get back home.”Burn turned his bike.“I can’t explain it, but something is wrong.”
“You feel it too?”Crash asked.“Let’s go make sure our mate is safe.”
Burn nodded and pulled out onto the road, heading back in the direction of the clubhouse.They broke every speed limit along the way.Pulling into the parking lot, the first thing they noticed was the open front door.Burn couldn’t think of a single reason it would be open, unless trouble had come to visit.Other than Spark’s bike, and the bikes belonging to the Prospects, the lot was empty.But that didn’t mean someone hadn’t parked elsewhere and walked onto the property, just like they’d done with the Double Deuces.
Burn drew his weapon and waited for Crash to do the same, but his brother surprised him and began stripping, and then shifted into his tiger form.Probably not a bad idea.They crept through the front door and looked around.There wasn’t so much as even a Prospect in sight, but as they ventured further into the room, Burn caught sight of a Prospect laid out behind the bar, a trickle of blood on his temple from where he’d been knocked out.
There wasn’t time to see if he was still alive.There were two more Prospects, Spark, and Willow unaccounted for.As they checked room by room, they found more bodies.Only Spark and Willow were still missing by the time they reached the boardroom.Burn looked down at Crash, hoping his twin was prepared for anything.
He slammed the door open and jumped back just in time to miss the hail of bullets that would have hit him if he’d still been standing in the doorway.Crash bounded into the room, letting out a roar as he knocked down a Double Deuce who was standing near the door.Burn slipped inside the room and began returning fire, winging one of the Double Deuces and hitting a second with a headshot.
His heart hammered in his chest as he stared down the man who held Willow hostage.Spark was tied to a chair and looked plenty pissed.Crash made his way around the table and the asshole holding Willow didn’t seem to know where to look.He held his gun out, pointed straight at Burn’s chest, his hand wobbling.
“Don’t come in closer,” the Double Deuce warned.“I’ll fucking kill her.Dumb bitch deserves to die anyway.”
“How do you figure that?”Burn asked.“If my brother hadn’t gone in to rescue her, your ass would have fried with the rest of your brothers.There’s no way in hell we’d have let any of you escape if we hadn’t been focused on retrieving her.”
The hand with the gun shook some more as Crash moved in closer.The muzzle jerked down and pointed at the tiger, and Burn took that moment to communicate with Willow.She slammed her head back into the asshole’s head, stomped on his foot, and then shoved her elbow into his ribs.Burn had no idea where she’d seen that move, but he was thankful for it.She dropped to the floor when the hold around her loosened, and she crawled out of the way.
Now without a hostage, the Double Deuce in front of him began to sweat.The tiger crept in closer and Burn began edging toward him as well.The gun wavered back and forth between Crash and Burn, and when the dumbass wasn’t expecting it, Crash lunged at him, not only knocking the gun to the ground, but taking the piss ant down too.
“Don’t let him kill me!”the man wailed.Tears tracked his cheeks as Crash roared, and the scent of urine filled the air.
“Jesus, Crash.You made him piss himself,” Burn said.
Willow stood and scurried around behind Burn, placing her hands on his waist.He could let Crash have some fun with the ass, but he needed to get Willow to safety first.The last thing he wanted was for her to see more bloodshed.She’d been around it enough all her life.It was time for that to change.Besides, he doubted Crash would thank him for letting their mate see him tear a man apart, while in his beast form.
