Moon’s Promise – The Last Riders Read Online Jamie Begley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Contemporary, Crime, MC Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
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Moon’s hand clenched around the empty whiskey bottle. “Or she could have left town because she had no intention of telling me I’m the father.”

Train’s eyebrows rose. “And that’s a shocker? Larissa witnessed the fight. Then Killy sent her after me when I didn’t see her texts the day she was sick. Larissa saw and heard it all. Then you come to her office to humiliate her? I would be more shocked if she had stayed.”

“I’m more shocked he was able to nail her,” Rider said cuttingly, taking a swig of his beer.

“Fuck you.”

Rider grinned. “No, thanks.”

Moon was tempted to grab another bottle of whiskey. Instead, he opened the drink fridge for a bottle of water.

Train got up from the stool and moved around the bar to throw his beer bottle away. “Since you’ve managed to snub anyone who could find out where she is, I guess you’re on your own.”

“I don’t need anyone’s help. I can find Larissa myself.”

Rider handed his empty bottle to Train to dispose of it for him. “You mind handing me another?”

Train gave him the beer.

Twisting the lid off, Rider raised the bottle as if to toast him. “I love being able to sit back and watch someone else fuck up beside me. For what it’s worth, I would be kissing everyone’s ass for help if she were carrying my baby around and I didn’t know where she was.”

“Well, it’s not your baby, is it? I’ll find her, and when I do, she’s going to regret fucking me over not once but twice,” he promised.

“Yeah, that’s right.” Train shook his head at him. “You go ahead and really fuck yourself over. Then, when you’re crying into your beer that your kid is calling another man daddy, I can really tell you I told you so.”

“I can promise that will never fucking happen,” Moon swore vehemently.

Rider gave him a sad smile. “Brah, you’ve made an art of fucking up. That’s why Viper and Wizard shuffle you back and forth. As a brother, we’ve all been able to count on you when we needed jobs done. You would have laid your life on the line for several of us, but brother, when it comes to personal life, it’s like we’re dealing with another person who takes a dump on everything. You’ve got the club to the point that having you as a brother isn’t worth needing to cleaning up all the crap. Larissa isn’t a member of the club who has to take your shit, nor does she have to clean up after it. She did the right thing taking her ass out of Treepoint, just like Jo walked away from me.”

Rider’s face turned reflective. “It took her walking out that back door for me to realize what I did, and I didn’t have a kid in the picture. Your next move is up to you, but I suggest you get your ducks in a row before you do anything. I would start mending fences because, even if you do find her, she’s going to slip right back out.”

Moon felt each of Rider’s words like a punch in his gut, so much so the dark side of him switched on, taking control of the pain.

“When I ask for your advice, I’ll take it. Until then, keep it to yourself.”

“Fair enough.” Rider lifted the beer bottle to his lips then stood, carrying the bottle to place it in the container for recyclables. “You ready?” he asked Train. “Nickel’s bike isn’t going to get fixed with us trying to pour sense into a lost cause.”

“I’m ready.”

Both men walked around the bar.

“Have fun.”

Moon frowned. “Doing what?”

“Cleaning up your own mess.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

Moon sat in the shadows of a tree, watching a small house across the street from where he was hiding. In three hours, it would be dawn, and he would have to change his hiding spot to remain unseen.

Dodging the fucking cameras on the surrounding houses made it hard to switch positions. He had been staking out the house Larissa’s mother lived in for the nearly two weeks and, so far, he hadn’t caught sight of Larissa.

He had been able to use his own skills to find Larissa’s past addresses, and those of her relatives. It hadn’t taken long to find out her family was small, consisting of her mother and her two sisters. Her father had died when the girls were in grade school. An Army veteran, he had served overseas to come home to become a firefighter. He had lost his life when a home caught on fire and he risked his life trying to save a child who had become frightened and hidden in a bathroom linen closet. Neither had survived.

Moon had to harden his heart. Just because the father was a hero didn’t mean the same qualities he possessed had rubbed off on Larissa.


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