King's Reign (Sydney Storm MC 6)

I glanced at Hyde. “You and I will wait until he gets back. Winter can take her now.”

“What? Take me where? You can’t just come here and boss me around again,” she said, her shoulders pushed back like she was ready for a fight.

“You’re not fucking safe here, Ivy.”

“I don’t—”

I cut her off. “You need to get your shit together and leave with Winter. We don’t have time to fucking stand around arguing over this.”

Before she could respond to that, the sound of the front door opening and closing filtered through to the lounge room, and Brant called out, “I’m home, Ivy. Where are you?”

I put my finger to her mouth to silence her and jerked my chin at Hyde. He took the few steps to position himself behind the wall near the entry to the lounge. Winter also moved out of sight. When Brant stepped through the entryway, his eyes came directly to me, darkening with displeasure as they did.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” he asked, glancing between Ivy and me. “If you’ve come to get her, she’s with me now.”

I pushed Ivy behind me. “No, asshole, she’s with me.”

He advanced our way, his face a storm of hatred. “You’re a smug fucker, King, but this time you’re wrong. This time, Ivy chose me, not you. She finally woke up to the fact you treated her like shit all those years you were together. And she realised I would never treat her that way.”

“Until the day she changes her mind,” I snarled, “And then you’ll just stalk and murder her, you sick fuck.” At the surprise on his face, I said, “Yeah, we know who you really are, Brant, and we know your history with women. I haven’t had a chance to tell Ivy yet, but once I do, you really think she’s gonna choose you?”

Ivy inhaled sharply and stepped from behind me to face Brant. “Is that true?”

His face twisted into an ugly canvas of malice. “They’re lying to you, Ivy. He always lies to you.”

I grabbed her bicep and tried to pull her back behind me, but she refused to budge. Instead, she took a step toward him. At the same time, he pulled a gun out and aimed it at her.

Motherfucker.

No fucking way was he getting a round off.

I lunged for her as he pulled the trigger.

The gun fired, the sound deafening as I lurched toward Ivy.

A second gunshot rang out, and Hyde bellowed something out I couldn’t understand. I was too focused on getting to Ivy that I could barely make out what he was doing, but I did see him charging toward Brant.

I collided with Ivy, covering her body with mine, and we went down.

A moment later, a thud echoed on the floor next to me.

I looked up to find Winter rolling Brant over before Hyde stood over him and shot him. Moving off Ivy, I stood and eyed Brant w

ho lay dead at my feet.

Looking at Hyde and Winter, I said, “We need to get the fuck out of here now.

Hyde nodded. “Yeah, brother. You good?”

“Yeah.” The shot Brant fired at Ivy missed both of us, thank fuck.

“King.”

I turned to Ivy who stood staring at me in horror. “Was that stuff true about Brant?”

“Yeah.” When she didn’t say anything to that and just kept staring at me in shock, I reached for her. “You need to pack a bag, and we need to leave. And if you try to fucking argue with me, I’ll put you over my shoulder and carry you the fuck out of here.”

She blinked and then nodded. “Okay.”