Chapter 100

War POV

“Are you not telling them that you met up with Isaac last week?” I ask Bones, lazily gripping Irina’s ponytail as her head bobs up and down in my lap. She’s my favorite whore, always surrendering herself to my dark needs.

Logan’s usually smart enough to stay buried in the back of our mind when I’m taking care of business like this, but the moment I mention Alyssa, I feel him clawing forward, interested in the conversation.

Pathetic.

Bones waves me off from his seat, his attention locked on one of the whores spinning on a pole. “That was personal business. Besides, tomorrow, I’m sending Isaac right into their territory.”

I scoff, dragging my free hand over Irina’s scalp. Her watery eyes dart up to meet mine as I grip her head tighter. “There’s no way in hell Isaac’s just going to waltz into their clubhouse and try to grab Alyssa. That slimy fuck’s always two steps ahead.”

But what could he possibly be planning? He’s a little bitch in