Free Burned by Abi (Devil Savages MC Book 2) by Harley McRide Page A

Rachael dove on top of Chevy, knocking her backwards off Jody. Abi took a step forward but stopped, smiling. “You just signed your death warrant, Rachael. Abi?”
    “Stupid move.” Abi grinned, pushing through the mob of bitches about to attack and grabbed Rachael by the throat and planted her fist smack dab in her nose. Rachael fell to the ground, her body stiff, totally unconscious. Abi looked at Chevy with an eyebrow raised, waiting to see what to do. Chevy rolled her eyes and turned back to Jody.
    “This…” she traced the point of the knife along the tattoo, “belongs to the Savages.” Chevy gritted her teeth and sliced around the artwork, removing the piece of skin. Jody’s blood pooled around them on the floor, her screams piercing through the air. Abi watched on, emotionless. When the last thread of fatty tissue had been torn away, Chevy rose with the chunk of flesh in hand. Tonto stood by the bar, arms folded across his chest. His stone cold expression revealed nothing of a reaction, but the icy glare and simple nod was all that was needed for the Prospects to move in and remove both women from the club. Chevy handed him the tattooed skin and wiped the blood off her face with the back of her arm. “Here. This belongs to you.” Without another word, Chevy went to the back to clean up. Raven was one mean bitch, but if Chevy had to deal with the little tramps, there was blood payment required. She had no hesitation in doing what was necessary for her family.
    The bitches were already instructing the rats to clean up the mess. With the night just beginning, Abi couldn’t help but get excited. She needed a good fight. Maybe being holed up in the clubhouse would be a good thing after all. Plus, the beds and bathrooms were a hell of a lot nicer than they were at home. It was a damn mansion compared to the shithole her brother lived in.
    Yo Neg had been watching Abi from the doorway, shocked at the effortless damage she’d created with one punch. He was impressed. And, just as luck would have it, she was headed in his direction. “Abi, a minute?” She turned and spotted him for the first time, surprise written in the contours of her features.
    “What’s up?”
    When her dark brown eyes looked up at him, he knew every effort to stay away from her fucking flew out the window. No matter what he did or what piece of pussy he stuck his dick in—she haunted his dreams and during the day, she had a running reel in his mind. It had been hard but he made a decision. If she wanted to play hard to get, he was game. He loved the thrill of a hunt, and having her be his prey would only be a fantasy come true. Because once he caught her—and he would—he’d make her ass submit over and over as he fucked down her barriers. He was done with hiding out and avoiding her, it made him feel like a pussy. He was anything but and she would learn to deal.
    “I thought maybe we could talk..." Yo Neg paused, narrowed his eyes at her, and continued, "What the hell happened to your face? I leave on a short run and come back to this. Start talking now, Ab—”
    “There you are. I need to see you in my office. Now.” Tonto walked up behind Yo Neg, cutting him off from his tirade. So much for getting answers or scoring some time with her. As much as he wanted to voice his distaste for the leader’s phenomenal cockblock, he bit his tongue. Abi shot a glance back at Yo Neg before nodding, following him back toward the small downstairs office.
    “Damn, what’d I miss? It looks like a blood bath in here.” Great, now Tonka. Who’s next? The one time he wanted to wait and catch someone uninterrupted, everyone decided to jump on conversation at one time. What the fuck?
    Yo Neg let out a deep sigh, rubbing his hand through his hair. “Well, from what I gather, Jody started some shit, and Chevy took care of it. The bitch had a Savages tat on her back, so of course the club property had to be returned when they bounced