Free Savage: Iron Dragons MC by Olivia Stephens

and helped patch you up. The least I deserve is an explanation, and an honest one please.”
     
    Keith held her gaze for a moment. “I’d rather you weren’t involved in all this.”
     
    “Too late,” Kristina said. “You got me involved the moment you asked for my help.”
     
    Keith sighed. “It involves the business I’m in,” he answered evasively.
     
    “Does it have anything to do with that guy who called a few weeks ago? Kovic?” Kristina asked.
     
    “It does,” Keith nodded. “He wants to expand his business.”
     
    “Which is a problem because…?”
     
    “It means encroaching onto ours,” Keith finished. “And that we can’t have.”
     
    “And you met with him last night?” Kristina asked, starting to piece together what had happened.
     
    “Yes.”
     
    “Alone?” Kristina asked incredulously.
     
    “That was the agreement,” Keith said stoically.
     
    “And you actually followed it?”
     
    “I know that might sound stupid to you… naïve even… but to me it’s a promise, a code of honor that I will keep,” Keith explained with his icy eyes on fire.
     
    “Bikers have a code of honor?” Kristina asked before she could stop herself.
     
    “Yes,” Keith nodded. “In every life of chaos… there is a code.”
     
    Kristina found those words so hauntingly poetic that she repeated them without thinking, and she saw Keith’s eyes brighten slightly. “We are not the mindless animals people take us for,” he said softly, his voice was deep and sultry and Kristina found herself leaning in without reason. “We are men, who have made a choice.”
     
    “What is the choice?” Kristina asked, mirroring his hushed tone.
     
    “The choice is freedom and fearlessness and the open road.”
     
    His words sent a thrill of some unexplainable pleasure through Kristina. He had just put into words what she had been craving this whole time. She longed to feel that sense of abandon; she longed to feel that kind of freedom and fearlessness so that her life wasn’t always governed by the safe choices. He was sitting before her, the embodiment of everything she had avoided her entire life, and Kristina realized that she didn’t want to avoid it anymore. She wanted to grab it in her hands and pull it towards her, into her if she could get away with it.
     
    “You make it sound so… tempting,” Kristina whispered, partially lost in her own dreams.
     
    “It is,” Keith said. “It can be.”
     
    Kristina leaned in a little further; she felt herself fall right into his intoxicating blue eyes and the urge to kiss him was overwhelming. She was just about to give into that urge when he cleared his throat abruptly and stood up, pushing Kristina out of her trance.
     
    “I should be going,” Keith said in a voice that seemed loud in comparison to their previous hushed conversation.
     
    “Going?” Kristina repeated.
     
    “I need to get my bike and your roommate might come back at any minute,” Keith continued. He walked to the door and opened it, and then he turned at the threshold to look back at her, a perfect wild silhouette framed by mundane surroundings. He nodded once, and then he disappeared before Kristina could stop him.
     
    Kristina just stood where she was, wondering how he had managed to empty her room of whatever life it had possessed. She sunk into her bed and closed her eyes, waiting for the color to return to her world.
     

Chapter Nine
    Keith
     
    “Quiet down,” Miles said, his tone was clipped and serious.
     
    He didn’t have to shout to be heard. He had that quality of commanding attention no matter how quiet he was. His words carried through the meeting room where all the gang meetings were held and the group fell silent.
     
    “I just got more news,” he continued after a small pause. “Another shipment has been hit.”
     
    “Another one?” Gordon hissed. “What does that make…?”
     
    “Fourth one this week,” Lewis interrupted. “Fourth