0 16 04 Sat , Dec 21 GB Chapter 112 Nikolai King doesnt take my offer of letting me help him calm down .
Instead , he just destroys the meeting room .
I watch in tensess silence , swirling a glass of whiskey , the sound of his fists slamining against the walls ringing in my ears .
Fuck .
Every second were in here while Alyssas out there with him feels like a thousand knives twisting in my gut .
But King ! Hes on a rampage , tearing through the room like the fucking Holk , Gray was right King wouldve ended up arrested or killed out there , and I cant lose him .
The only reason Im okay leting the woman I love be out there without us is because I know Gray and War arent going to let anything happen to her .
I cringe as King destroys Grays chair .
Yeah , Grays not gonna love that , but its better than King pummeling Isaac like this in front of the cops .
We already know Kings never been one to have control over his emotions , but when it comes to Alyssa ? Its a hundred times worse .
Each punch King throws is an explosion , a burst of anger and frustration hes choking on .
I know its not just about Isaac .
Its about feeling helpless .
Helpless about keeping her safe , helpless about not being able to protect her from everything that could harm her or our children .
Once everything in the room is in pieces , King slumps against the wall , chest heaving , fists trembling as blood drips down his knuckles .
The sight of him like this vulnerable and bleeding makes something in my chest ache .
For a fleeting second , I imagine wrapping both of his hands in gauze , kissing them to soothe the sting .
But I know better King needs this pain , this release to ground him .
I let out a quiet laugh , shaking my head .
Like he would let me do that anyway .
Raising my eyebrows , I ask quietly , Feeling better now ? King scrubs a hand over his face , a low growl vibrating from deep in his chest .
No.
But hand me a fucking drink .
I pour him a glass of whiskey , my fingers brushing his as I pass it over .
Im hoping this glass doesnt end up against the wall in a few seconds .
We already have enough to clean up and pay Gray back for King takes a swig , his jaw still working angrily .
We cant touch him now , Niko , he mutters , his voice rough .
Unless were ready to go to fucking prison .
I exhale slowly , knowing exactly what he means .
If we go after Isaac , well be the prime suspects .
And boom , there goes the rest of our lives .
Hes not invincible just because he has some dirty cops in his pocket .
We just have to find another way to get to him .
King glares at the empty space ahead , his thoughts clearly running a mile a minute .
My only solution was to exterminate him once and for all .
But now ? That motherfucker pulls this shit , and I dont know what the hell to do .
How can we keep them safe now ? I lean back in the only chair that survived Kings wrath .
Look , we have one of the best lawyers in the country .
Marina will figure something out .
Marinas the reason were not all in prison right now .
Yeah , were careful with the illegal side of the MC , but every months , the police try to pin some bullshit on us .
Marina always finds a way to get the cases thrown out , especially since they never have any real evidence .
I trust her with anything , and Im sure she can handle Alyssas case .
Suddenly , theres a knock on the door .
When I open it , Luthers standing in the doorway , his gaze flickering nervously over 1/3 Sat , Dec Chapter 112 974 % 直 the wreckage like hes debating whether he wants to step in or ne .
His face is tight , and by the way his hand drifts to the back of his neck , hes nervous as hell , I can tell whatever hes about to say might make King lose it again .
I quickly shift into vice president mode .
Whats going on , Luther ? He cautiously steps into the room , his eyes trained on King like s approaching a wild animal .
His throat bobs as he swallows , King , he starts , his voice low but urgent , your of ladys gone .
Gone ??? My jaw clenches hard as I snatch the glass from Kings hand just before he can crush it .
A boulder forms in my gut .
but both of us cant spiral right now .
What the fuck do you mean , shes gone ? King in his eyes snarls , his ange flaring again as he stands to his full height , a dangerous fire Gray got arrested for punching Alyssas husband in the face , he blurts out .
Alyssa took the car with Christine and War- Logan ….
or whoever the hell he was at the time , and left .
Nina and Thunder are following them as we speak .
What the fuck ? Im reeling , trying to process the chaos .
I immediately pull my phone out , dialing Alyssas number .
First of all , what the fuck , Gray ? He went on a whole rant about self control , about maintaining the clubs reputation , and then he punches Isaac right in front of the cops ? And I get Logan ( I know it wasnt War , she hates him too much ) , but Christine ? What the hell is she doing ? I already dont trust her at all , and Im starting to grow more suspicious of Logan .
Did she go willingly, or is she being held hostage somehow ? If she is , Im prepared to kill them both .
Why didnt she come get us ? King growls , staring down at my phone as it rings .
Luther scratches his beard .
Im sure she had a good reason .
I mean , she was in a hurry .
King and I share a look .
Hes not at all convinced by that , and neither am 1 .
Fuck .
I swear , this woman is going to turn our fucking hair grey prematurely .
Where the fuck is Isaac ? I grind out , my teeth clenched .
He left right after Gray broke his nose .
Refused to press charges after Gray blasted that video of him loud enough for everyone to hear , but the cops arrested Gray anyway , Luther explains .
My hand tightens around my phone .
Weve missed something big .
Something that needs fixing , fast .
Alyssas phone rings all the way to voicemail .
Ive never left one before in my life , but Im damn sure doing it today .
Hey , sweet girl , I murmur , forcing my voice to stay calm .
Were gonna need you to answer your phone before King and I lose our shit .
Pick up the phone .
Now , 1 hang up and try again , frustration building with every second that passes without hearing her voice .
King growls under his breath , pulling out his own phone .
Shes heading to the jail , he mutters , glaring at the screen .
Hes tracking her ? How ? My brows knit together as I catch a glimpse of a moving red dot , Fuck , King .
Did you put a tracker in her or something ? In her ? Nah , he says , his voice flat .
But thats not a bad idea .
For now , its just her phone and the car .

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Of course he did .
As insane as his methods are , right now , I cant say anything .
Im just fucking relieved to have eyes on her .
We head straight for the elevator , the tension between us so thick I can practically taste it .
I dont know exactly what happened , but were about to find out .
And one things for sure : our sweet girls getting punished hard when we get our 16:04 Sat , Dec 21 GUB Chapter 112 hands on her .
Theres no way Im letting her off easy this time .
Besides , what lesson would she learn if I did ? 74 % As we ride the elevator , I fire off a text to Mason : Heading to the jail .
Alyssas in big fucking trouble .
Ill call you when I can .
I pause , debating whether to add more .
For some reason , the urge to end it with love you or some shit crosses my mind .
Masons probably dealing with his own version of hell right now , stuck with both Chelsea and Ashley .
They talk a lot .
Definitely too much for Masons patience to handle .
I can just picture him rubbing his temples , trying not to lose it while they talk his cars off .
Still , hes with them for the girls .
For us .
Hes going to want in on this when he hears .
And when that happens , Alyssa better brace herself because by the time were done , her ass will be so sore she wont be able to sit down for weeks .
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