Shattered (Shattered Souls MC 1)

“Fuck,” I scream, turning my back to him. I’m so pissed, I don’t know what to do with the anger. I’m fucking confused and hurt.

“Harper, you have every right to question us. You owe us nothing, just like we owe you nothing. The difference is that you feel like an outsider and we don’t consider you one,” Brooks says. “Z, come with us for a minute. You both need to calm the fuck down.”

When I hear them all go to the back, I sit back down. He’s right, I do feel like an outsider. Maybe that’s the problem or maybe that’s the plan. I really don’t fucking know what I believe anymore. The only thing I know for sure is my father will be home soon and I need to decide what I’m going to do.

“I can fucking walk.” I lift my head and see a very pissed off Ivy walking in as she swats away Kace’s hand. If she didn’t look like she wanted to kill me, I’d laugh at the situation. “What the fuck, Harper.”

“Fuck, I’m sorry, Ivy. I didn’t know shit was going to go down like this. I’d never have asked for you help if I thought it would put you in danger,” I say.

I stand up and hug her and thankfully she hugs me back. “I’ve been kidnapped.”

This time I do laugh as I pull away from her. “Kace and Riley are trying to keep you safe, they didn’t kidnap you.”

“You’d think it with the fight she put up,” Riley says laughing. “Where’s Z?”

I nod to the back and he starts to walk away and looks back at Kace. “I’ll be there in a minute.” He steps to us and looks between us both. “She’s not easy,” he says, walking away.

I laugh and sit down with her. “What the hell did you do?”

She lifts a shoulder. “Apparently they don’t like hearing no.”

I know it’s fucked up, but I kind of hope they make her stay. It would be nice to have her here to keep me sane. Well, as sane as someone that might die soon.

Chapter 17

Zane

I know I overreacted when Harper said that, but I couldn’t help myself. I’m not sleeping, I’m on constant alert, and still shit keeps happening. The Souls have nothing to do with it, that I’m positive of. What is fucking eating at me is I have no idea who it is. Someone who has it out for Harper, that’s for damn sure.

“What about an ex?” Enzo questions.

An ex, fuck. I never even considered that. I don’t even know who she's been with. I light another smoke and lift my shoulder. “Possible, no fucking idea.”

“Maybe someone from Kingsley’s crew?” Kace offers. “They might want to keep the order.”

Makes sense, they are a bunch of fucking assholes. I wouldn’t put it past one of them to try to blackmail her.

“It all makes sense, but we aren’t gonna figure it out sitting around. We need eyes and ears out there,” I say.

“She could go to the cops,” Riley says.

“Yeah great idea, that’s exactly what we need crawling up our asses,” Brooks growls, shaking his head. “We do what Z said, get out there and see what we can find out.”

I hit the joint Kace hands me and hand it back. “Listen, she doesn’t trust us. It pisses me off, but I get it. Let’s just take tonight and chill out. Have some drinks, watch some strippers, and eat cause I’m fucking starving,” I say, looking around.

r /> “I’m always down for getting drunk and watching tits,” Riley replies, laughing.

“Good idea, but I have an angry wife waiting for me, so I need to get home,” Enzo states.

We all laugh because we know how Nora is. I’m glad when Brooks says he’s going too, because I think Harper relaxes more when those two aren’t around. We all get up and Kace grabs my elbow. “What the fuck do we do with Ivy?”

“What do you mean?”

He blows out a breath and runs his hands through his hair. “She’s here and she doesn’t wanna be. I didn’t know what else to do with her.”

I laugh and slap his back. “Weird, you always seem to know what to do with a chick.”

“Fuck you,” he hisses as we head back out.