Angel Unseen: An Unseen MC Novel

by J Bree

  “Poe’s and then The Boulevard. If Lyn keeps running his mouth, I’ll beat the little fucker until he learns. Law, get in the middle and don’t fucking touch her.”

  I’m sure the drive is hell for the twins but Law doesn’t once touch me. He has to damn near sit in Lyn’s lap to do so but he’s laughing and joking the whole time about it.

  I try not to feel bad about it.

  Poe looks fucking thrilled to be coming with us to The Boulevard, dancing around Rue and laughing like pure sunshine. He doesn’t smile at her but some of the shadows in his face clear a little and when he gets a helmet out of the pack on his hog for her it has flowers on it.

  My heart clenches a little at the sight of it.

  Rue walks us in and talks to Axe about his plans for the night. Poe sets up all of her homework on Tomi’s desk, ignoring the state of it because there’s still paperwork everywhere, and Law ducks into the bar to grab beers before the place opens. Rue scowls at him but the smiling twin just talks his way out of trouble.

  I’m dancing up first so Rue and Axe keep their debrief in the hallway where they can keep an eye on the office and the locker room. I get dressed into a corset and a thong, keeping one of Tomi’s hoodies zipped over myself so I’m not walking around in front of his family and friends bare.

  I’m so fucking glad this is my last night.

  I think I’m going to quit tomorrow morning to Tomi so I don’t ever have to speak to Diamond again. Fuck, it’d be amazing to just… never show up again and never tell the bitch but this place is Tomi’s and Rue’s responsibility so I can’t get away with that shit.

  But it would be fucking great.

  I get my bag locked up and walk over to where the guys are.

  Rue gives me a nod. “I’ll be back around three to take you guys home. Are you gonna drink with them?”

  I shake my head. “I don’t want to leave my truck here and… I’d rather not drink without… Tomi around.”

  I don’t want to admit that but I don’t want to drink with guys around, even if they are family. I could drink with Poe but not the twins.

  Lyn hates me too much.

  Okay, maybe it’s not hate exactly but he definitely doesn’t trust me and that makes me fucking nervous.

  “Good, I need one of you keeping your fucking head. Stay with Axe and call me if anything happens. Nod your head, Angel, I need to know you’re gonna stick to the rules tonight. Too much fucking rogue shit going on this week.”

  Axe shares a look with him and my stomach drops. “Is everything… okay?”

  He shrugs. “Speck’s a dickhead and there’s not much I can do about keeping his ass in a hospital bed without beating him and Keely will slit my throat if I so much as slap him right now.”

  I nod, but the unease in my stomach doesn’t go anywhere. “I’m not going anywhere. I’ll keep an eye on Poe, I’ve got you on speed dial… I’ll stick to the rules.”

  Rue nods and a smirk starts up. “I don’t know what Tomi’s problem is, you’ve been nothing but good since his bitch-ass left town.”

  I blush and duck my head when Axe cracks up laughing. “Yeah, well… maybe I just needed a minute. A girl can’t just fall into line, y’know?”

  Rue chuckles and heads out, ducking his head into the office to growl one last threat at the three high schoolers already getting rowdy in there.

  Oh, to be young and loved enough to live that free.

  Axe strips off his cut and leaves it in the office with them before locking the door on them. I jam my feet into the hellish pair of heels I’ll be glad to burn the second this night is over and he walks me out to the back of the stage.

  “Diamond only put you on this dance tonight, she sure does have her panties in a twist over you,” Axe mumbles and I shrug.

  “Can you keep a secret, Axe? You seem like the type of man who can.”

  He raises an eyebrow at me right as the doors open, the sounds muted but there’s clearly a big crowd streaming in. “Is this the type of secret that will get me dead when Tomi gets home because you're a nice enough girl, but no thanks.”

  I chuckle and try to fight the giddy feeling in my stomach at saying it out loud. “Nah. Tomi is happy about this secret, he just doesn’t know about it yet. If Diamond only has me up here once tonight then… this is my last dance. I’m done here, college is paid for.”

  Axe grins at me, his eyes only dropping away from me when I unzip the hoodie. “Well, look at you! Doing that hustle to pay your own shit, girlie, Tomi’s gonna nut himself in joy over that news. Plus the rest of us might actually fucking live to tell this tale. He’s been a fucking nightmare about you, I hope you know that.”

  Oh God.

  I mean, I already know he has been. Law showed me the messages and Rue made it clear but… I guess all of the bikers know about it.

  It’s so fucking embarrassing.

  “Yup. This is it and then I’m done so… wish me luck, I guess?”

  Axe grins and waves me off, taking the hoodie from me and staying backstage as I go out there and finish my career as a fucking stripper. It’s hard to keep the smile off of my face, men want sultry and seductive not a grinning psycho, but I work that pole like my life depends on it one last time.

  When the song ends I grab my cash and walk out the back, slipping the heels back off and tossing them in the trash. Axe laughs at me and hands over the hoodie again.

  I’m laughing and trying to stuff the cash into the pockets when the sound of gunfire breaks, so loud it completely drowns out the music playing over the speakers.

  Axe grabs my arm and drags me down the hall, intent on getting me into the office and I thank my lucky fucking stars I’ve got the heels off already.

  When we get to the open doorway to the bar we find the entire front of the building flooded with bikers, all of them armed and screaming at the girls and patrons, fights breaking out everywhere, some bodies already bleeding on the ground.

  “Angel, get your ass into the office. Go, right now before they see you and stay there until I come get you,” Axe says, his gun already in his hand.

  I nod and start to move but then the back door bursts open and we’re fucking trapped.

  Axe instantly shifts to stand in front of me.

  Just blocks me completely, no way any of the guys can see me let alone shoot me and I’m so fucking terrified that I could burst into grateful tears right now. He moves to discreetly hand me the gun, pressing it into my belly until I grab it.

  My dad taught me to shoot but it’s been nearly ten years since I last held a gun.

  The lights cut on and there are bikers everywhere. All of them have cuts on, the Chaos Demons scrawled across their shoulders proudly.

  My stomach drops.

  There’s shouting and gunshots and I try not to panic but when I see Law and Lyn both get shoved into the bar my heart starts to race. There’s a small gap in the crowd and I can just make them out.

  Poe is jammed in between them with her head down.

  She’s not shaking, no crying or screaming like the other girls are all doing, she’s just keeping her face covered.

  Our conversation comes back to me.

  Her dad is the Prez of this club.

  Christ.

  Axe pushes me back into the wall when more of the guys come around.

  They start pulling the Unseen around, getting the men who are wearing their cuts into the middle of the bar and securing them. Every last one of them fights back but they’re outnumbered, five-to-one.

  Axe is dressed in black, his cut still hanging in the office by some stroke of luck. He looks like a security guy, some hired muscle who will just take their shit without needing to bleed for the patch.

  “Find the girl.”

  My eyes snap across the room and meet Law’s.

  It’s Poe.

  They’re here for her.

  My eyes drop back down but Poe already has her phone out, the screen lit up from where I can see it so she�
��s got Rue on the line already. We just need to stay alive and safe until he gets here.

  Then the Demons start hurting the girls.

  I can’t stand listening to it and neither can Poe, I see her hands begin to shake and I know exactly what’s going through her head.

  They’re going through the girls to find her.

  They’re being hurt for her.

  I know it’s not her fault, I know it, but I also know how heavy that shit will weigh on her because my skin is crawling at the sounds of the other women being thrown around.

  When the group of guys comes to grab Axe he throws a few good punches but the club is now teeming with Demons and there’s no real chance of getting the hell out of here without people dying.

  Or a sacrifice.

  I figure that out at the same time as Poe does but when she opens her mouth I step forward, discreetly stashing the gun on the bar and ignoring Axe’s scowl at me from where he’s bleeding on his knees.

  My voice shakes but they hear me clear enough. “I’m Posey Graves. You’re here for me right? I’ll go with you, just stop hurting the girls.”

  I can’t choke the word please out of my mouth.

  Poe makes a squeaking noise and I glance back to find Lyn’s hand wrapped around her mouth, stopping her from arguing with me or saying a goddamn word.

  Good.

  Rue will be here any freaking minute for her and at least I’ll die knowing my death will keep her safe.

  It’s more than I thought I’d die with.

  I wish so fucking badly that I had the chance to put pants on before the Demons got to The Boulevard, because the feel of their hands on me has bile creeping up the back of my throat.

  The comments that they make about me make me choke on it.

  “I’m fucking her first.”

  The guy holding my arm and dragging me wrenches me closer to his body. “No fucking way. Fastest way onto the Council is bagging this bitch so she’s mine! It’ll be fucking weird, imagine sticking your dick in some bitch that looks like Grimm.”

  The guy walking out in the front laughs. “She doesn’t though, thank fuck. If she’s dancing in the club she’s gotta have a decent rack under the Unseen rags.”

  The night is cool and quiet outside and I freaking pray that Rue will arrive now and shoot these assholes in the fucking head.

  He doesn’t.

  They walk me out to the farthest end of the parking lot and with none of the other businesses even open the entire block is quiet. No one would even be able to tell that there’s an MC war happening in this sleepy little town tonight.

  It all turns to shit when we get to the car waiting there.

  The guy holding my arms spins me around and looks me over, unzipping the hoodie and grunting at me.

  “Well, fuck! I wasn’t expecting much from the little lost Graves girl but that’s a fucking great rack! I’m sure you bring the green in for the Unseen, do you fuck them all too? You’ll have to show me how good you service your men.”

  Instinct kicks in and there’s no fucking way I’m just going to just lie down and take it. No fucking way am I being raped here or back at some other location.

  If I’m here to die then they can just fucking kill me.

  My hand shoots out to punch him in the nose and it breaks just as well as Mav’s had. When blood comes pouring out of his face he flings me around by my arm until my body slams into the car, my head snapping back and colliding with the glass. I feel just a little dazed when he kicks my legs out from under me, sending me down to the gravel where he can kick the shit out of me.

  He really does enjoy kicking me.

  He just doesn’t do it long enough to take me out.

  “Fucking whore, tie her the fuck up! Get her in the fucking trunk, if she’s not going to play nice she can fucking rot in there. It’s a long drive to Texas, little Graves!”

  One of the other guys scoops me up and drops my body into the trunk like I weigh nothing. I feel my ribs crunch, knocking the wind out of me, and I can’t even fight back when they tie my arms behind my back, slipping a blindfold over my eyes as well.

  When they slam the hatch back down the air in the trunk goes hot and heavy, but maybe that’s just my panic.

  I try to remember what the hell I’m supposed to do in this kinda situation but it’s been too fucking long since my dad taught me. All I remember is to kick out the tail lights. It’s loud as fuck but the car doesn’t stop. They wouldn’t be able to hear a fucking thing over that terrible freaking music in the front anyway.

  Can’t account for taste.

  We drive for a while. It’s hard to get a good feel of time passing but I’d guess about an hour or so. They drive recklessly and I find myself being thrown around in the trunk so I barely notice when the brakes are slammed and the car comes to a screaming halt.

  The music suddenly shuts off and I hear muffled talking from within the car, sounding a little like an argument.

  Then the screaming starts.

  Blood curdling, bone chilling screaming from fully grown men.

  Even being in the trunk it sounds like a fucking horror movie, the kind of screams that come from the worst possible deaths. If there were literally anything in my bladder, I’d wet myself in terror but instead I lie there and tremble like a freaking leaf.

  Is it Rue?

  Hell, did Tomi come home to find me gone and go into some kind of fucking rage-fueled massacre?

  When the screaming finally stops the silence is even worse. If it’s not the Unseen here to rescue me then that means I might be the next victim of… whatever the hell is happening here.

  The trunk pops open and a squeal rips out of my throat that I can’t hold in.

  I don’t recognize the voice at all when the man speaks. “I found her… yeah, I know the one… she’s beat up but breathing, bring your medic.”

  Okay.

  Okay, that sounds positive I guess?

  Then I’m lifted up, the arms around me like stone, and even if the voice didn’t tip me off I know for sure that I don’t know this guy because this just feels… wrong.

  I’m in danger.

  Even if this guy was sent by the MC there’s something not fucking right about this situation and I’m really fucking scared.

  The man places me into a car and cuts the ties off of my wrists but he doesn’t take the blindfold off. I heard him talking to someone on the phone, I know he’s here to rescue me so why the hell hasn’t he taken it off?

  “If I take it off you, I’ll have to kill you.”

  Oh God.

  Maybe the Unseen hadn’t sent him.

  My hands shake and I clasp them in my lap, not at all trying to hide how fucking terrified I am.

  The drive is smooth and the engine is a loud roar. It’s a muscle car for sure but obviously well maintained and he drives it like it’s on rails.

  I sit there in silence and try not to weep, no idea how much time has passed before he speaks again.

  “Why did you tell them to take you instead?”

  I swallow and try to calm down a little, just enough so I can speak without stuttering and crying. “Posey is my friend… my only friend. She’s a good person, she’s kind and caring and she would always do anything to protect her friends but… she’s also pure. She’s innocent. Whatever those men were planning on doing to her… I couldn’t let them hurt her like that.”

  The car is silent and I think that I’ve fucked up somehow.

  Finally, he speaks again. “So you were going to die for her? Just let them gang rape you to death in her place?”

  I gag on the bile in my throat, my heart racing and my entire body shaking. I manage to choke out, “Better me than her. I’m already fucking broken.”

  He doesn’t answer that at all and the silence takes over the car again. I’m sure I’ve said something wrong, sure that I’ve fucked up and now I’m fucking dead.

  At least he hasn’t seemed interested in raping me like the last gu
ys.

  At least I’ll die with Tomi being the last man to touch me.

  There’s something comforting in that.

  It’s Tomi and definitely not Paul.

  The car pulls over and I take a deep breath. Either this is the end of the road or… it’s the end of my life. Better to accept that death with some sort of dignity.

  The blindfold is removed and I squeeze my eyes shut a little tighter. Death it is then.

  My teeth start to chatter, the shaking taking over my entire body. “Can you please just make it quick? Does my sacrifice for Poe buy me that at least?”

  His voice is still lifeless, cold and blunt. “Posey is my youngest sister. I’ve killed a lot of people to keep her safe and I’ll kill you without even thinking about it if you endanger her life by telling people about me.”

  I keep my eyes shut. “I wouldn’t ever do anything like that. I’m not ever going to betray her.”

  He’s silent, no sounds except the flicking of a lighter and then I smell the scent of his cigarette. “I wouldn’t have taken the blindfold off if I thought you’d talk about me. Fuck, I would have just slit your throat with it still on if I wanted you dead. Open your eyes, Jazmin.”

  Fuck.

  He knows my real name? I open my eyes and look over to find the Devil staring back at me.

  The gas station attendant stares at the Devil like he's actually going to shit himself. The tattoos make it fairly obvious for anyone ever adjacent to the criminal world to know who he is. I remember the story of what he did to that MC in Indiana. My dad would talk about it all the time, talk about exactly what it is that could kill that many men and... shred them like that.

  The going theory is a wood chipper.

  I try not to think about it. My hands already have a tremble in them that won't freaking quit and I don't need a full blown case of the hysterics.

  What if I piss him off and he decides to just kill me to get it to stop?

  Christ.

  Stop thinking about it, Angel, hell!

  He walks back over to the car and it really is uncanny, the resemblance between him and Poe. His eyes are the exact same shade and shape. The dark eyelashes and his brow... God, it's freaking terrifying.