Free Edge, Episode Two: Season One (Edge, A Serial Series Book 2) by Jamie Magee Page A

who was just before her. “She almost laid her bike down.”
    All the rumbling jokes and back and forth from the other guys halted right then.
    “She was chased here. Fix that.” And with that King walked away not even bothering to look concerned that he’d just given a command to the president of the most lethal MC in existence.
    “You left?” Talon said with a furrowed brow. He pointed to the lot , “You spun your bike—you were fucking chased here?”
    Reveca glared at King’s back as he made his way to the main house. “A truck came up behind me, stayed close, I turned in, and that’s it.”
    “You think I can’t read what happened out here? That I can’t tell how fast you were going when you ‘turned’ in?” Talon said, fury flaming in his dark eyes, literally. The biggest part of all his enhancements was a Phoenix. It gave him his strength, his speed, and a host of other fun elements.
    “Why didn’t you use magic, Vec? What the fuck? Outrunning a truck that was gunning for you? What were you thinking ?”
    “I didn’t want an audience,” she bit out.
    “I don’t care what that those fuckers in that van would have seen. We would have dealt with that.”
    She stepped up to him and leaned her head back just to meet his hard gaze. “The way I’m feeling, that truck would have exploded on sight. We don’t have time to clean up bullshit like that. I wasn’t outrunning them, I was luring them in for a silent kill.”
    “That worked well,” he said as his jawline flinched and those dark eyes moved across her face.
    If looks could kill, the one Reveca was giving Talon would have had that effect for sure. She turned sharply, went to her bike, retrieved the herbs from her saddlebags, then stormed toward the house, plowing her way through the others like they weren’t even there.
    Hours later , Reveca was slouched against the far wall in the guest room. Across the way, she and Shade had placed the mystery girl back in her bed. Shade was perched in the wide windowsill, staring down at her.
    The only light was from the array of red and black candles that were burning in their place on the floor, the rhythmic flames outlining the bed in dancing shadows.
    Talon slowly opened the door . He’d shed his kut, his shoes. His dark stare found her in the glow of the room, and silently he made his way to her. Not hesitating, he slid down the wall next to her.
    “You come first, baby. No matter what.” His whisper was deep, calm, yet still full of that edge in him that had her falling head over heels for him when they first met.
    “ It’s not like I can die.”
    “No , they couldn’t have killed you, but they could have hurt you. If you’re in pain for a second that’s one second too long.”
    He reached his long arm around her and effortless ly pulled her onto his lap, cradling her against his chest. “I don’t know what we’re up against here, babe. What kind of arts these people are playing with. Right now we need to stop worrying about what we look like to others and defend ourselves first and foremost. Even if that means you have to blow up a truck. I can deal with anything but you being in pain.”
    She shifted her head against his chest , looked through the window, out at the moonless night, out at the stars. “We have to figure out who Newberry’s followers are, what the hell they’ve been doing with the Rouges, what they think they can do with a drop of our blood.”
    He glided his fingertips across her arm, further easing Reveca to the null state she had found. She had to space out, had to take that time not to think about anything because she couldn’t process King right then, could not understand any of the hell around her. Clarity, in some part, always came after she’d find her way out of these states . She could only hope to find the same outcome this go ‘round.
    “I talked to Thames when he got back from taking care of those girls . He said when he was in those girls heads…the