《WULF : Gang Of Wolves - Motorcycle Romance | Dark Romance | MC Romance》Chapter Eighteen- Wulf

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It's late. We smell like dirt, blood, oil, and guns. But the job is done and we live to ride another day.

The only thing I want to do is take a shower, eat some food, and sink my cock into the beautiful soul who's captured my attention for the past two days. I'm lying to myself though if I think it's only been two days. She's had some kind of grip on me for much longer than that. I've gotten spoiled laying beside her every night, and these last few days have felt tortuous. This is also why we're slowly getting out of drugs and weapons. Shit gets old, real fucking quick.

Inside the compound is just as chaotic as outside. Girls, weed, blow... it's everywhere. Logo tries to talk to me and I brush him off. Now is not the time. I've got a one track mind.

Hustling downstairs, I bypass Chef and head to my suite. In the darkness, Rod is sitting outside my door. His head is slung down, nearly to his knees, like he's sleeping. What the fuck is going on?

"Brother, listen to me," he puts his hands up before I can go.

I cock my head. Brother. Not Pres, not Wulf. "What the fuck happened?" I push past him and try to open the door but he stops me.

"She's okay," he says in a voice that doesn't make me believe him.

Shoving him aside I open the door and lock it behind me. "Silvie?" I say into the darkness. Where the fuck is she? Like a madman I'm searching, not bothering to flip on the lights. Then I hear it. Tiny whimpers from inside the closet.

Ripping the door open, I see her flinch in the corner. She's got her knees to her chest, crying into them. My heart feels like it's beating right there on the floor next to her.

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"What happened?" I scoop her up, pressing her to my chest.

She shakes her head and I feel tears soaking into my shirt. My mind goes numb as I stroke her hair. Through the rage I'm feeling I have a moment of clarity. "Who hurt you?" I ask in a voice that sounds too calm to be rational.

"Which time?" she whispers, confirming what I didn't want to be true.

Silvie will touch me, but she doesn't want me to touch her. She wants intimacy but never lets things get too far. I always suspected, but hearing her confirm it breaks something inside my soul.

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