Series: Silent Phoenix MC #5
for I have sinned…
I’ve shed enough blood to flood the streets with red… broken every rule in my
climb to the top.
It seemed my reach knew no bounds…
Until I almost lost her…
And I was forced to realize that I’d become the very thing I hated; the monster
I feared the most.
I fought my way back from the brink only to have everything I loved ripped away
from me again. Sooner or later, death comes for us all. The best I can hope for
at this point is that I go to my grave with a clear conscience.
I vowed to be their protector.
Just another promise I couldn’t keep.
Maybe in the end, we get what we deserve.
All I know is that love is sacrifice, and I’m a man with nothing left to
Author Note: Please be aware that Savior is not recommended for readers
under the age of eighteen as it contains strong language, sexual situations,
drug use, and graphic violence
sign, looming over my head like an omen.
were forever doomed to tragedy. We’d been staring down the barrel of a gun for
years yet had convinced ourselves that it was unloaded. The sirens had been
nothing more than background noise, easily ignored as we’d fought our way back
to each other and rebuilt a life together from ashes.
air before filling our nostrils with the stench of antiseptic. Every chair was
filled with people in various states of distress. A disheveled man in a
tracksuit pushed an empty shopping cart in a slow circle around the room,
mumbling about the cartel being after him. While one woman vomited down the
front of her sequined dress and onto the linoleum in front of her, the man next
to her, clearly still under the effects of his party drug of choice, batted the
air around his head with an impaired grin, oblivious to the state of his shoes.
as Molly guided me toward the front desk. My mouth moved, but I couldn’t recall
a single thing I said before they led us to a private family room.
slipped into her more familiar role as caregiver and sprang into action,
requesting warm blankets and a pair of socks. I frowned until I glanced down
and realized my feet were still bare, my shoes lying abandoned in a parking lot
fifteen miles away. My toes were almost blue from the cold, but I felt nothing.
post near the door, one hand resting on the handle of his gun.
though. I’m gonna find you some coffee, okay? Crossbones, you need anything?”
small rectangular window in the middle of the door as she stepped out.
room stayed quiet. Molly returned a few minutes later with a cup of coffee and
two nurses carrying supplies.
coffee and wrapped a blanket around my shoulders before directing me to lift my
feet. I obeyed and let her slip plum-colored socks onto my feet as if I were a
child. They were covered in white rubber flowers, and I didn’t know whether
they were meant to be a fashion statement or only there to keep me from
toe, she sat down beside me and urged me to drink my coffee. I took a small sip
and instantly recoiled at the overly sweet taste. At her stern expression, I
took another drink, wondering if she’d added every sugar packet in the hospital
to the cup.
Kate and Dakota down the hall. Zane and Angel brought up the rear like a team
softly as she approached me. “Have they said anything?”
her seat. “Do you want some coffee? I think we all need coffee.”
“No, I’m good. Thank you.”
doll. Ain’t a goddamn thing that can take him down.”
I’d likely fall apart. Kate’s legs bounced up and down, and she stood up, only
to drop back into the chair with a heavy sigh.
Dakota tucked under his arm. She stared right through me with her bloodshot
eyes, seemingly lost in her own thoughts.
broke off in a sob, and she held a shaking hand up over her face, gasping for
her under the blanket with me. “I’ve got you, Katydid. Deep breaths, baby. In
used since she was a child grieving the loss of her father.
to call him. He should be here.”
Celia. Place looks like a goddamned bomb went off inside.”
running my knuckles roughly over my sternum before wheezing, “Is he? Oh my god,
with me. Why tonight? Why’d they choose to go after the badge we got in our
pocket same time as Grey?”
trusted had betrayed him.
with the club was fair game? I don’t know.” Zane ran a hand over his face,
clearly fighting a yawn. He’d probably imagined his wedding night going very
differently. I almost felt bad for him, until I remembered that one of his cop
buddies had been working with the Sons too. My husband might as well have had a
flashing neon sign above his head.
while Molly pushed her sugar-laden coffee on every single person in the room.
Kate would doze against my shoulder, only to jerk awake seconds later,
frantically checking her phone for messages that weren’t there.
through the cracks in the blinds, someone entered, and the world as I’d known
it for twenty-seven years ceased to exist. The ringing in my ears intensified
to the point that I wanted to clap my hands against the side of my head,
drowning out the words of the chaplain.
forever but saw the ground rapidly rising up to meet me with five simple words.
clever stories, usually to get herself out of trouble. Her mother was not
amused. In junior high, she began writing fractured fairy tales from the
villain’s point of view and that was the moment she knew that she was going to
use her powers for evil instead of good.
After some relentless stalking and a few well-timed sarcastic remarks, the man
eventually gave in to her charms and wifed her so hard. They welcomed a son in
2007 that they named after their favorite Marvel superhero, Spiderman.
every day, the three escaped back to the desolate landscape of the west Texas
desert in 2009. She welcomed her second son not long after and soon realized
that being surrounded by three men was nothing at all like she’d imagined in
she decided to pen a novel about the worst thing that could happen to a person
in order to cheer herself up. She’s twisted like that. Thus, From This Day
Forward was born and the rest, as they say, is history.
fondness for being stalked. Visit her at www.shannonshaemyers.com to
keep up with her latest schemes and shenanigans.