Page 10 of Sinner's Malice

“Why?”

“Who the fuck knows? All I know is that bitch is never stepping foot in this club.”

“Call my sister a bitch one more time and we are going to have a fucking problem.”

We all turned to find Malice leaning against the far wall, eating an apple while he glared at all of us.

“That’s it!” Montana roared. “Mercy, put a fucking bell on him!”

We all laughed.

Three nights later...

Looking around my room, I made sure I had everything I needed.

It was one of my rare nights off and thanks to Pippen, who offered to work the bar tonight, I had some free time. I still didn’t know what the hell I was going to do, but I knew whatever it was didn’t include hanging out with the Soulless Sinners’ brothers.

I wanted out of the clubhouse.

I wanted to dip my toes back into the real world.

There was nothing keeping me inside anymore now that Petrovitch was dead. No more worries, no more fear, nothing.

Thanks to the Soulless Sinners and several others, I was free for the first time in my life. I could go anywhere, do anything, be anyone.

It was an odd feeling, considering I lived most of my life behind closed doors. I wanted to see what was outside the walls of the Soulless Sinners Motorcycle Club. I wanted to meet new people, make new friends, talk with someone who did not know who the hell I was.

Mainly, I wanted one night wherehewasn’t looking over my shoulder. It wasn’t too much to ask.

Well, at least I didn’t think so.

After checking to make sure I looked okay, I grabbed my backpack and left my room. Heading for the main room, I almost made it to the front door when a large wall stepped in front of me.

Halting, I took a deep breath before I leaned my head back and looked up at the imposing figure.

Like every time before, he said nothing as he glared at me.

“Got something to say, Malice?”

He stood before me, arms crossed over his massive chest and glared. I knew he wouldn’t say shit.

He rarely did.

“Hey, Silver.” Largo, Mercy’s wife, smiled, walking over to us, standing next to me. “Wow, girl. You look hot tonight. Doesn’t she, Malice?”

The big man growled.

“Got a hot date?” Largo smirked, a twinkle of mischief in her eyes.

He snarled this time, only at Largo.

“No.” I sighed, shook my head, then took a deep breath before looking at the woman. “It’s my night off, and I was just gonna go out for a bit since there is no reason I need to stay cooped up in the clubhouse anymore.”

“Good for you, girl,” Largo chirped happily. “About time you got out of this place and spread your wings. I say fly high, girl. Go see what the world can offer you.”

“What’s going on?” Mercy asked, walking over with Fury and Vicious, who were grinning.

“Silver is going out tonight.”