Passing the Torch (Devil's Knights 2nd Generation 1)

“We’re not coming home, but you’re gonna need to check in with Lo more, honey. His alpha ass doesn’t like not knowing what’s going on.”

I smiled and shook my head. “Uh, I can do that,” I replied.

“Good. That’s settled, then.”

“It is not settled,” King grunted. His voice boomed from the phone. “You will call me every fucking day, twice a day, and if you don’t, I will fly my ass back there to make sure shit is getting handled.”

“I got it, King. I was gonna call you tomorrow and let you know what was going on. The past two days have been pretty crazy.” I knew if I didn’t call him at least twice a day, he would be back before I could say no.

“Find out what the ex knows and call me right away.” The line disconnected, and I dropped my chin to my chest.

Christ. That was not how I wanted it to go. It would have been much better if I would have been able to break shit down for King without him already knowing half of what was going on. Of course, he only knew the bad shit.

I pulled up Frost’s number and put the phone to my ear.

“I wondered how long it would be ‘til you called me. I’m really surprised that it was this quick. I only talked to my dad ten minutes ago.”

“Yeah,” I growled. “Thankfully Meg was with King so he didn’t rip me a new asshole as much as he wanted to.” I ran my fingers through my hair. “You wanna tell me why the hell you thought it was your business to report to your dad about what is going on?”

Frost laughed. “Uh, you might want to tone it down, Hero. I didn’t run to Daddy and rat you out. He knew about Bunny before he called me. He’s in some group on an app that reports all of the going-ons of the town. He saw someone post about it, and then, he called me to see if it was true.”

Jesus. They were halfway across the country, and they still knew everything that was going on in Rockton. “You don’t think you could have given me a fucking heads up after you talked to him?”

“Brother, I got off the phone with my dad and then a fight broke out. I had to take care of that and then I was gonna call you.”

“Fight?” I asked.

“Just two drunks thinking they could get handsy with one of the girls,” Frost explained.

“Which girl?”

Frost chuckled. “Luna.”

Oh hell. “So the two guys are in the morgue now?” I joked. Luna’s straight to the point attitude normally was enough of a deterrent for guys to know to keep their hands off her. I guess these guys thought they could handle her.

“Zig and Zag saw it happen and managed to break it up before Luna threw a punch.”

“Lucky bastards.”

“Yeah,” Frost sighed. “We kicked them out and shit settled.”

That was good. “Well, King isn’t back to the clubhouse just yet. Meg talked him into giving me the chance to handle everything.”

“Under what stipulations?” Frost asked.

Even Frost knew King wasn’t going to just turn a deaf ear to what was going on. “Check in twice a day with updates.”

“And I’m guessing if you miss even one, your ass is fried.”

“Yup. Basically.”

“Then I guess we better figure out what the hell is going on, brother.”

That was the damn plan. Tomorrow, we were kicking shit into high gear. There was a killer on the loose, and either we or the cops were going to figure out who it was.

For the sake of Bunny’s killer, they better pray the cops would be the one to find them because if I did, they were going to need a body bag.

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