Road to Destiny (Scorpio Stinger MC Book 5) by Jani Kay Page B

added even more security to the premises, and I’d had everyone take turns doing night watch because although it was pretty certain that Cobra alone was their target in that instance, we could never be absolutely certain that they wouldn’t return to do more damage to the rest of Cobra’s family or the club. After all, it was Mia who killed Daemon, even though Cobra took the responsibility for his brother’s death to protect her.
    One leak of that information and Mia was in grave danger. Sometimes the sick bastards in the underworld liked hurting the offspring of their rivals because they knew that damage to soft targets was the best revenge ever. Killing the loved ones of an enemy had far more impact than killing the person who’d committed the crime against them.
    I didn’t even want to think about the possibility of a contract on me and some of the other boys that night. Until it was confirmed, I was going to pretend it wasn’t a probability. Maybe it was the dumbest thing I’d ever done, ignoring something that serious, but I’d deal with it once we knew for sure.
    “It’s an emergency—something for Jade.” It wasn’t exactly a lie.
    “How are you going to ride with one arm?” I could hear the concern in his voice.
    “I’ve taken the sling off. My shoulder is a lot better.” It wasn’t really true, but I’d let my good arm do most of the work. Anyway, I wasn’t going to allow a bit of pain to stop me from making Jade happy.
    “Uh, okay then. But hurry and let me know when you’re back.” Hammer didn’t sound convinced but he knew better than to try to stop me.
    “Thanks, bro.” I pushed the bike toward the gate, using the shadows to hide. I punched the code into the security system and waited for the heavy metal gates to slide open. Only once I was outside the compound did I start up the motorcycle. I prayed that nobody would notice that I was gone.
    It didn’t take me long to get to a store and buy what I wanted. Thank God for places that stayed open all night for emergencies like these, and for the fact that they stocked Jade’s favorite flavors of ice cream. I paid for the tubs of chocolate swirl and cookies and cream while ignoring the curious gaze of the chick at the checkout. Guess she didn’t think I had a sweet tooth. If only she knew.
    The ride back to the compound cleared my head, and I realized what torture it was for any biker to be unable to ride freely. I hated when we were in lockdown and our freedom was restricted. Hell, that was part of the fun of being a biker—the wind in my face, my hair wild, the adrenaline rush as the beast rumbled between my legs.
    All too soon it was over, luckily without incident but with two large tubs of ice cream safely tucked into the bag slung over my back. I killed the engine and got off the bike, pushing it the last few yards toward the gate. My shoulder ached but I kept going, thankful that I was nearly home.
    The moon shone brightly, accompanying me on my walk of shame, an eerie stillness in the air. Every shadow held a threat and every sound was amplified, fueling my imagination of evil lurking in the dark.
    This is crazy being out here. The kind of thing that happens when a man lets his cock rule over his head. I hated sneaking around, and my nerves were frayed.
    Images of Cobra’s shooting flashed through my mind as I reached the exact spot where his vehicle had slammed into the wall. The paint was fucked and cracks had appeared. I made a mental note to have it fixed as soon as possible. We couldn’t afford weak spots anywhere, least of all in the barrier surrounding our sanctuary. Or Jade’s prison.
    I could see how she disliked the place. She wasn’t emotionally attached to it like I was and most of her memories included bad things happening there. She’d never had to fight for a shelter where she wouldn’t come to harm from the people living in it like I had been forced to do.
    A feral cat darted across the road, and every hair