White Wolves MC: A BWWM Interracial Romance - Plot & Excerpts
I had a few bruises left from my beating-in, but nothing serious. Really, I think he just wanted to make sure I didn’t go off and try to find Fatman myself. As soon as I got into my hospital room, I collapsed on the bed, without even taking off my clothes. I only awoke when my phone began to ring. I assumed it was Doug—assumed he was calling to give me some inconsequential update. But instead, I saw it was from an unknown number. I grabbed it and answered, hoping against home that somehow, some way, it would be Viper. “Mercedes,” the voice on the other line said. It was practically drained of emotion, though I had to admit that it sounded familiar. Who the hell could this be? Then, my eyes widened. Misty. “Misty? Is that you, Misty?” “Yes. I’m with Viper and Fatman.” “Is Viper alive?”
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