Twisted Steel: An MC Anthology: Second Edition Elizabeth Knox (cheapest way to read ebooks .txt) 📖

shoes?” I point in the direction of the women by the water. None of them have tried to run. It’s exactly like Dela says.

“Your simple mind would never understand the workings of the goddess. You’re not chosen.” The man’s voice dropped slightly as he regarded me like a pathetic child instead of the grown man in his face.

I keep my eyes trained on him but take a step toward the women. If he wanted to stay up here and pray to his gods that was his problem, I on the other hand had to make sure that these women were okay.

“Don’t you come near them.” Quicker than I can adjust the man in the green robe charges me.

“Wyatt!” Cody screams out but the man is already on top of me. I quickly use my forearms to dislodge him.

“What the fuck?” I shout, something sharp sticks into the exposed flesh of my skin. A needle. I put my hand up and knock it out of my skin before he has the chance to press the plunger. He didn’t stop his attack, his fists and elbows raining down on me in no real organized fashion. It’s obvious that this guy isn’t a fighter but that doesn’t mean he isn’t going to do his best.

Fighting for whatever he believes in.

“Get the fuck off him!” Cody demanded his Glock pressed firmly against the man’s head.

“Shoot me. I will gladly sacrifice my life for my cause. It is my calling.”

I look at the man and can tell he is telling the truth. His arms are relaxed and his eyes are closed. He already has accepted that he is going to die and he will gladly meet that fate. It makes him all the more dangerous. If he isn’t scared to die, there isn’t much that any of us can do.

I quickly pull my arm to the side to throw him off balance before I bring my head up and slam it into his nose.

“Damn it!” he cries and rolls to the side.

I leave him there with my brothers while I rush over to the women. I had to convince them that it was time for them to leave.

“Hey, I’m not going to hurt you. I know you’re scared but you are all free to go now. Come with us and we can take you to safety.”

Not one movement.

“You think we want to go with lowlife scum like you. These women were all chosen by our goddess. You have no right to come between their blessings,” the older woman in the off red smock said.

“Blessings? Are you fucking insane woman?” Cody asks from where he is standing keeping watch over the man.

“Ma’am, I understand what you think is happening but I promise you. All of you have been lied to. This Emerson is only using you for his sick twisted fantasies.”

“Liar!”

“Non-believer!”

“You’re just jealous.”

All the women backed up from me. None of them wanted to believe that I was telling them the truth.

Apart from throwing each and every one of them over my shoulder there was really nothing that I could do to get them to leave. They were truly brainwashed.

“Leave now, or things will get bad for you,” the older woman warns me.

“Are you really over there threatening us?” Spark asks incredulously. I have no choice but to smile myself. What did these frail looking women think they would be able to do to us? We already have taken out their one security guard.

“Wyatt. We need to bug out,” Brendan calls from the back.

“We can’t leave them here. What the fuck are you thinking?” I spat out, even if they were confused there is no way I’m just going to leave them there.

A low whistling sound flew past my ear the second I turned my face.

An arrow landed with a thump in the chest of the man whose nose I had broken.

“Oh shit! Ambush!” Spark yells.

I run over toward my brothers.

“Fucking hell! Where did it fucking come from?! Where are they?!” I quickly look around from side to side trying to catch a glimpse at whoever fucking shot the arrow.

A low gurgling sound catches my attention, the injured cultist lay in front of us seizing with white and green colored foam bubbling up out of his mouth.

“What the fuck?” Cody asks his attention on the man as well.

“They fucking poisoned him. They took him out so he wouldn’t fucking talk.” Brendan turned, pressing his back to mine so that he watched our six.

“Smoke!” Spark called out and sure enough to the side a small plume of smoke started to rise up and get bigger. It was a pungent egg smell.

“We have to move!” Spark called out immediately, putting his hand to his mouth. “We can’t breathe this stuff in. We have to go now!” he ordered.

We all stood in a crouched position and started to make our way.

“Wait! What about them?” Cody asks. The women had already turned and started to run deeper into the woods.

“We can’t help them if we’re fucking dead.” I pull Cody and he accidentally bumps into Brendan.

More smoke starts to rise around us and it’s getting harder and harder to breathe.

“God damn it! Let’s move!” I shout.

A low whistling sound catches my attention but I’m too late. I push Brendan out of the way but not fast enough. An arrow slices through the air and lodges in Brendan’s leg. Pushing straight through.

“Fuck!” he screams and falls down to the ground.

“Brendan! Fuck! Oh shit! Brendan.” Spark drops down to grab hold of his brother, so he doesn’t take a tumble down the hill.

“We need to move him! Now! Let’s go!” I scream at them now, this shit is turning into a fucking shit show.

Cody and Spark each grab Brendan under his arm and basically drag him behind them. I stare in his face as I run behind them.

“I’m good. I’m good. I don’t think it was laced,” Brendan says through gritted teeth.

Cody turns for the briefest of seconds, his eyes catching mine.