by Ambere Sabo
Mythic
A Silent Sons MC Novel
Book Five
Ambere Sabo
Copyright
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Mythic A Silent Sons MC Novel Book Five
Copyright 2019 © Ambere Sabo
Published by: Ambere Sabo
Edited by: 2 Naughty Book Babes Editing
Cover by: Designs by Dana
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental
Synopsis
I’ve hidden who I was from the world for so long. Never making friends. Having nothing more than flings or one-night stands. I thought it was the only way to protect myself. If no one knew the real me who I really was, then I had nothing to worry about.
All of that came crashing down around me when I made saving Lilly my life’s mission. I wouldn’t let the cartel or Enterrador take another person from me.
I didn’t expect to fall for him.
He was only supposed to be a means to an end. Someone who could show Enterrador all he’d been blind to for so many years.
If only I would’ve known the outcome…
Would I have told them who I was?
Probably not, but I would’ve done a hell of a lot better job at guarding my heart.
Now I’m living on borrowed time. Can he look past everything that’s happened between us or will I die never earning his forgiveness?
Warning
This novel includes graphic situations with detailed violence, sex, and language. It may be offensive to some readers and includes situations that may be triggers for certain individuals. This book is intended for a mature audience.
Dedication
Donna and Raquel,
For helping keep me sane.
For your unfiltered opinions.
For all your invaluable advice.
For being my people.
I love you.
Also by Ambere
The Silent Sons MC Series
Cessy
Havoc
Enterrador
Lilly
Mythic
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Prologue
For over half of my life I've run from this world. A world that has brought me nothing but heartache and betrayal. Now… now I’m pushing the button for the penthouse floor at the Four Seasons on the way right back into that world. Watching with bated breath as the floor numbers I pass light up. Slowing rising in the glass and gold coffin that’s taking me back to hell.
I watched from a distance as my brother became the man my father wanted him to be. Watched as he led my best friend to slaughter just by being with her, just for loving her. A man that I was helpless to stop as he took the life of my only daughter becoming the monster he is today.
My feet are like lead as they lead me to uncertainty. I swore long ago that I would never be found. Never let them know I was still alive. I vowed one day they would both pay for all they'd done to me and yet here I stand outside of this damn hotel room ready to help my brother see all that he’s been blind to.
Enterrador doesn’t deserve a finger to be lifted in his defense but, Alex? If she's alive, she deserves everything I can give. Every ounce of skill I have in my body will go into finding out if my best friend still lives. If my niece still lives.
Once again, this world has me walking away from a place I could’ve come to call home. From a man who could’ve loved me for me. A man who now looks at me with nothing but disgust and hatred all because of where I come from. Okay and maybe because he poured his soul into mine and I couldn’t even tell him the truth of who I am.
For once I can’t lay all the blame at my father’s and brother’s feet. This is a mess all of my own making. I should’ve known I could trust him. Could let him in.
Snoopy gave me no reason to doubt he would still see me, Mythic if for the first time in my adult life I was honest about where I come from. Instead, I gave him the cliff notes version skipping all the critical parts of what shaped me into the woman I am today. No matter how dark and dirty. I believe in my heart he still would’ve accepted me for who I’ve become and why.
But right now, I don’t have time to harp on my shortcomings. To over analyze how badly I fucked all this up. Because right now, I must become the girl I swore I'd never be again.
Pushing my shoulders back, I take in a breath and hold my head high as I knock on the door to my past. It only takes a moment before one of the Soldados swings the door open. “I am Selena Maribel Ortiz, Princesa of The Infierno Cartel. Tell your general I’m here.”
Chapter 1
Snoopy
“I know it’s here somewhere,” I shout at the screen. Spit flying from my mouth hitting the screen I demand answers from. Wiping it away I continue to click back through the feed. Something in this footage should’ve let me know she is who she is.
How the fuck did I not see it! Slamming my hands on the desk in front of me I scream out in frustration. I’m such a fucking idiot. Reaching forward I swipe my hands across the surface in front of me throwing its contents to the floor.
I’ve been with her every waking moment for over two weeks, and nothing could’ve prepared me for the bomb she just dropped on my club. How the fuck did this happen. How could I have been so blind?
A knock at the door pulls me from my internal ranting, “Go the fuck away,” I holler at whoever the hell’s there.
I don’t give a damn to talk to any of my brothers right now. They're going to want answers, answers I don’t have. The knocking turns to pounding, as whoever's on the other side apparently doesn’t give a rat’s ass that I want to be left the fuck alone.
Slamming my chair back against the wall I stride over to the door, ripping it open, hollering, “I said, go the fuck away,” as I do. Not even caring to look at who is taking the brunt of my anger.
“Son I know you're pissed, but you better watch who the fuck you're talking to,” Rodeo scolds with his brows pulled down tight and a scowl resting on his lips. Tilting his head in Lilly's direction who stands hiding slightly behind him. “Remember this clubhouse is mine and even a locked door won't keep me the fuck out.” Without another word, he turns to leave Lil and me alone.
If anyone understands the betrayal I'm going through right now, its Lil. “I didn’t know Snoop, I swear, I didn’t know,” she says looking up at me with nothing but regret reflecting in her crystal blues.
“Come in,” I grumble at her, stepping aside, so she can enter what my brothers call my lair. She jumps when I shut the door harder than intended, but I can’t find it in myself to fucking care. Plopping down in my chair I look over at her as she takes the seat Mythic’s been occupying, eyeing the mess I’ve left on the floor.
“I swear it Snoop, I never would’ve brought her here if I had known who she really was,” she says unable to look at me. Instead, she turns her attention to the stain on the surface in front of her. She runs her fingers over th
e ring of coffee from Mythic, I mean Selena’s, constant spills.
Huffing out a breath I lean back and look at the ceiling. “I know Lil, I know.” Reaching up, I run my fingers through my hair. Admitting out loud for the first time since this shit show of a day started, I tell her, “I should’ve been the one to see it, Lil. I didn’t think to look into who she was when she seemed to be helping us find and stop Enterrador.”
Looking from the corner of my eye I see her staring blankly at the screen in front of her, she whispers more to herself than me, “Sometimes we just don’t want to see what's staring us right in the face.”
Before I have a chance to ask her what she means she reaches up and lightly runs a finger across the screen. Stroking a face that wasn’t there only moments ago. Sliding my chair over to get a better look, I can't help the breath that rushes out of me when I see what has caught Lil’s attention.
The hair’s different that’s for sure, it isn’t the vibrant blue she wears now. And I don’t think I’ve ever seen Mythic smile that big, but the girl in the frame cued up on the screen is definitely her. I’d bet money the blonde beside her is Alex. If the stories I know of Diablos daughter are correct, this picture was taken the night her world was flipped upside down, her fifteenth birthday.
“Where'd you find that,” I snap.
“I… I don’t know.” She stutters looking over at me, wide-eyed. “I accidentally hit the mouse, and this was on the screen when it came on. You… you haven’t seen this before?”
With a shake of my head, “No, after we got through all the encryptions, we focused on the conversations Enterrador had more than anything. That is, until the day Alex was taken. May I?” I ask her gesturing to the keyboard.
Scooting over she lets me have full access to Mythic’s screens. Zooming out I can see this frame of pictures sits on the dining room wall in Enterrador’s Monterrey home. A woman sits at the table with her head in her hands.
“Push play, Snoop,” Lilly says softly, putting her hand on my forearm.
I hesitate for just a moment, not sure if I want to know whatever Mythic left for me to see. But in the end curiosity wins and I scroll the mouse over and hit play.
The crying is soft, but you can tell by the shake of her shoulders the woman is clearly upset. And then she speaks, “What am I going to do Lena?” She asks looking up at the pictures on the wall. “I’m cursed, we’re cursed. I just know it. And now? How can I bring a baby into this world when every time I think things are finally going right something comes and takes everything from me? I’ve lost too much already. You, my parents, your mama. I won't make it if I lose this baby too. I just won’t.”
I feel like we're intruding on a conversation not meant for us when I stop the video. Dead or alive no one should have their demons played out for perfect strangers.
“That’s Alex,” Lilly states, though I already know. I knew the moment she looked up with mascara running down her face, I knew. Enterrador wasn’t wrong Lil and Alex look like they could’ve been twins. Well before she colored her hair anyway.
“It is,” I answer with a nod. “And the girl in those pictures is Mythic. There's no denying it.”
“I wonder why she left this part of the footage cued,” Lil says with a tilt of her head.
“What do you mean?” I ask looking over at her.
“She knew eventually you’d turn on her monitor Snoop. Sooner or later you would’ve seen this,” she says pointing to the screen.
“I don’t know Lil. I really fucking don’t,” I answer with a huff.
Chapter 2
Mythic
“Have you lost your fucking mind?” Enterrador roars as he enters the room where his men have their guns drawn on me. Fuckers didn’t even let me in the door before taking aim.
“Sir, she says she’s Selena Ortiz,” the man who answered the door responds looking over his shoulder.
“And?” Enterrador questions, throwing his hands up as he comes further into the room.
The Soldado reaches up to loosen his tie. Sweat forming at his widow’s peak. He wasn’t expecting to be questioned for deciding I should die today. I don’t recognize him, so I know he wasn’t at Blue Bells. Let’s me know he isn’t one of Enterrador’s best men. Hell, if Enterrador had bothered to bring all the men staring down the barrels of their guns at me right now, he might’ve had a chance at taking us by force. Might’ve.
With a visible swallow, the Soldado replies, “We all know the stories of how our Primera Princesa died and the war that was fought to avenge her death.”
I can’t help the maniacal laughter that rips from my chest. The eyes of every man in the room grow more prominent as I continue to laugh. Bending at the waist tears roll down my face as I take in everything this prick with a gun has just said.
“Selena,” Enterrador scolds. With his words, the Soldados falter, including the one in front of me, some lowering their guns as they look at him in confusion.
Snapping back into the moment, I lunge forward and grab the idiot’s gun before he even sees it coming. With it firmly in place at his temple, I tell him through gritted teeth, “I’m sure that’s what he wanted everyone to think. Avenge me? Please. Nothing my father has ever done was with me in mind.”
“She is Selena Ortiz,” Enterrador’s voice booms. “You shouldn’t be trying to kill her but kneeling before her.”
And just like that the men in the room lower their weapons and drop to one knee with their guns over their hearts. Well, aside from the one I’m deciding if I should kill or not.
“Do not ever presume to know what happened to me,” I grit out before shoving him away. He stumbles over those around him as they hold their place on the floor. Slowly he joins them in showing his loyalty.
“Oh, for Christ sake,” I say tossing my free hand in the air. “Stand the fuck up. I don’t want to be your fucking princess, it was just shitty luck of DNA.”
Crossing the room to my side, Enterrador grabs me by my upper arm. “What the fuck are you doing?’ Enterrador growls in my ear.
Ripping my arm from his grasp, “Would you rather I tell them I’m your…” before sister can pass through my lips, he cups a hand over my mouth.
“Leave us,” he commands the men still kneeling before us.
Slowly they look up from the ground, some standing before walking out the open door behind us. Others look between the two of us not knowing who to take direction from. Well, I’ll be damned, I guess my bother just got a glimpse of which men are genuinely loyal to him and those who follow at our father's command. Perhaps he is already aware, and that’s why they weren't all with him at Blue Bell’s today.
“Tell them,” he grinds out at my temple.
“Do as your general says,” I say with a roll of my eyes. Standing with a bow of their heads the remaining men do as they're told and leave.
After the last has left the room, Enterrador walks briskly to the far side of the room before looking back to see I’m not following him.
“Well, Mythic,” he says cutting his eyes to me, “Are you coming?” he asks as he gestures to the door in front of him.
“That depends,” I snark, putting my hands on my hips.
“On what?” he asks narrowing his eyes.
“Are you going to leave Lilly alone?” I ask with a tap of my heel covered toe.
“I gave you my word.”
“As if the word of the undertaker means shit to me,” I admit as I put the gun in the back of my jeans before crossing the room to be at his side. He cringes as I use the name he’d once been so proud to claim. Maybe finding out the blood he shed was his own did more than I expected. Fuck that. I'm not naive enough to believe my brother's soul still lives in this shell of a man.
Following him into what I can only assume is his bedroom. He waits, leaning against the door frame as I take a seat on the black leather couch, before closing the door behind us. He walks to the desk in the corner of the room, pulling out a white noise generat
or from the drawer.
“What the fuck are you…” I start before he puts a finger up to his lips to silence me.
Switching on the machine, he places it against the wall before telling me, “Now you can speak freely, Lena.”
“Why the fuck wouldn’t I? I have nothing left to hide,” I snap before crossing my legs and leaning into the corner of the couch.
“Really? I don’t think father would be too happy to find out you’re not only alive but what? Have made it your life's mission to destroy us?”
“He knows I’m alive as we speak. Those loyal to him and not you called the minute they were clear of this floor.”
He can't hide the way the vein in his neck tenses the moment I speak of loyalty. “How long have you known?”
“Known what?” he asks as he begins to pace the room.
“Known that father doesn’t trust you. That he has men planted in your crew to spy on you.” I ask rapping my fingers on the soft leather looking at him with a tilt of my head. This just got a little more interesting.
“How do you know that?” He demands stomping across the room stopping abruptly in front of me.
“It doesn’t take a rocket scientist Enterrador. A third of the men out there wouldn’t move from their knees until I told them to do so.” I tell him nodding my head at the closed door.
Crossing his arms across his chest, “He started assigning more men to my detail when I wouldn’t let this thing with Lilly go. Said I needed the extra security if I was intent on going on a fool's errand.”
With a burst of laughter, I can't contain, “Fool's errand huh. He always did like to talk like he came from more than the ghetto.”
“You’ve never heard our father speak Lena. You believed he died just as I did. I didn’t even know he still lived until after you were taken.”
