Broken Wings Read online Izzy Sweet, Sean Moriarty (Royal Bastards MC – Louisville KY #1)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC, Romance Tags Authors: , Series: Royal Bastards MC - Louisville KY Series by Izzy Sweet
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Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 112736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
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“Goddammit!” he suddenly roars and punches the tile wall.

Punches it so fucking hard, he leaves blood smeared all over it.

“Coy!” I gasp and jump off the counter.

Grabbing him by the wrist, I look down at his bloody, busted-up knuckles and feel so much sadness welling up inside me I almost can’t contain it.

It always ends like this lately. Whenever we finally get to be together, it always ends with me pissing him off because I can’t stay.

Coy is only a couple of months older than me, but ever since he turned eighteen and started prospecting into the club, it’s like he’s suddenly in a rush for us to settle down, get married, and start a family.

“Fuck, Allie… I’m sorry, don’t cry, baby,” he says as a tear breaks free and rolls down my cheek.

Closing my eyes, I will all the tears and despair back. I will not breakdown in front of him, I refuse to.

Wrapping me up in his arms, Coy pulls me close and hugs me against his chest.

“I’m sorry, too,” I choke out before I finally get a grip on myself.

This shit, it’s only temporary.

Remembering that, I feel a little better.

We’ve already survived six months of my parent’s trying to keep us apart, what’s a little more time?

I let Coy hold me for much longer than I should. Forgetting for a few moments why I shouldn’t as I press my ear against him and listen to the thumping beats of his heart.

I soak up all his warmth, soak up the now.

With the clock ticking louder and louder in my ears, I force myself to gather up every ounce of willpower I have and gently push him away.

“Two more weeks,” I say, looking up at him.

Only two more weeks and I’ll be eighteen. I’ll be free from my overbearing parents and anyone else who wants to stop me from being with Coy.

I let my eyes feast on all the little details of his face, burning them into my brain for later.

When the loneliness threatens to consume me.

The dark scruff covering his jaw. The sharp lines of his cheeks. His lips… full lips that kiss me so hard they shatter me.

And those eyes.

Dark, fiery eyes that always cut straight through me, cut to my very core.

“Two weeks too fucking long,” he grumbles.

“You say that now, but wait until you can’t get rid of me,” I try to tease.

Fuck, for once I want to walk out of here on a good note.

“Never,” he declares vehemently and pulls me back into his arms. “I’m never letting you get away. I fucking marked you, woman. You’re mine.”

Chapter Two

Coy

Gremlin bustin’ in right in the middle of me fucking my woman has my nerves frayed as shit. I already don’t get to spend enough time with Allie as it is, but him fucking burstin’ in to remind me we gotta go out to work pissed me the fuck off.

Not at him or the club, but at the thought that Allie and I will have to fucking split apart again. I have to put up with this shit because of her fucking uptight, dickhead parents.

And all this time apart is fucking killing me.

Never have I seen a pair of more uptight people in my life. Her parents act like just because I’m not rich, I don’t deserve to breathe the same damn air as Allie. Fuck, if they only knew we’re gettin’ married as soon as she hits eighteen, they’d probably have heart attacks.

Fuck, if they knew we’re fucking, they’d probably hire someone to take my ass out. Then again, since we’re the only ones around here that would do the work, I don’t think that’s gonna happen.

I’ve got one foot in the club, prospecting my way in, and the other is trying to stay on firm ground with Allie.

And I won’t back down from either one.

All I’ve ever wanted was to be a Royal Bastard and to take Allie as my own.

Both are so fucking close now I can taste them. Two fucking weeks and Allie’s going to come home with me and never go back to those strait-laced hypocrites.

We’ll get married, I’ll get her knocked up to cement the deal, and then we’ll go on with our lives as it should be.

I hold Allie close to my chest, breathing her scent in, not ready to let her go yet.

Fuck, I’m never ready to let her go. It defies every fucking possessive instinct in my body to let her walk away from me.

Gremlin yells and pounds on the door. “Yo, Coy! We gotta move, man! Ain’t got a lotta time left before we have to be there!”

Goddammit. It nearly fucking kills me to pull away from Allie, but I force myself to do it.

Two more weeks. Two more fucking weeks, I remind myself.

Then she’s mine and I’m keeping her ass where it belongs—in my fucking bed.



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