Fury (Bleeding Mayhem MC #3) Read Online Jenika Snow

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Dark, Mafia, MC Tags Authors: Series: Bleeding Mayhem MC Series by Jenika Snow
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Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
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Angelina didn’t bother commenting that she’d just found out Marco died, and also didn’t mention that her mother had been more focused on herself than to worry about the daughter she had, growing up isolated and alone. No, saying any of that wouldn’t have mattered or made a difference.

“And when I get you back to the safe house, I’m going to cleanse you. By the time you take your last breath you’ll be a Cardona again … a dead one, but one that will know what she left, and is regretful.”

No, they could torture and kill her, but she’d never regret leaving or finding Fury. She looked behind her at him, and saw his focus was on her even though a gun was pressed right to his head.

There was determination in his eyes, intent, and for some reason this feeling like everything would be okay washed through her. It was only that second of realization and comfort that moved through her body before she heard the first gun being fired. Angelina didn’t know which direction it came from, but she ducked on instinct.

The shouts, guns being fired, and violence that instantly coated the air had adrenaline washing through her. The fight or flight instinct kicked in, but Sal still had his hand wrapped tightly around her forearm.

“You’re not getting away that easily. Nando,” Sal shouted. “Get rid of the fucking deadweight and help me toss Angelina in the SUV,” Sal said, speaking about the drugged-up girl Nando had taken hostage.

Before anyone else could move, the gunfire became the only sound she heard. Her ears rang, her blood rushed through her veins, and fear slammed into her. She tried to see where Fury was, but the dirt from the ground made a dusty haze around them, making trying to see anything nearly impossible.

Wrenching her hand away from her father’s grasp wasn’t as easy as it should have been. He was older, yes, but he was also strong as hell. But the chaos all around them had things up in the air, focuses shifting, and she kicked out, trying to get him in his injured leg.

“You fucking ungrateful bitch,” Sal grunted out when she just barely missed him.

“I’m not going down like this.” And she wasn’t, wouldn’t ever be a pawn again.

She coughed as she inhaled the dust surrounding them, and heard muffled shouts through the dirt cloud being kicked up.

But she spotted Nando, that asshole who was clearly not going to let go of the girl for whatever reason, start to make his way away from the carnage.

Someone knocked into her and she fell backward, her father’s grasp coming undone from her. A gun skittered a few feet from her, and she crawled for it, staying down so a stray bullet didn’t get her.

With her fingers now wrapped around the butt of the weapon, she turned and aimed at Nando. He was slowly making his way further from the fight. She might not be a good shot, but she’d practiced a few times throughout her life.

Aiming the gun at him she fired before he got too far away. Pleasure filled her when she saw the bullet hit Nando, but he kept moving, so she didn’t know how bad she’d gotten him.

“Angelina.”

She heard Fury’s enraged voice behind her. She looked over her shoulder and saw Fury fighting with one of Sal’s men. A few other bikers were beside him fighting, as well. She started to make her way over to him, ready and willing to shoot the asshole that was going after her man, but she was yanked back.

“Fucking traitor,” her father said and spun her around. A punch to her face had her gasping and stars dancing in front of her vision. The gun got knocked out of her hand, and the taste of blood filled her mouth.

“Fuck you,” she wheezed out and pushed past the pain. Another round of gunshots whizzed by them, and she ducked her head once more.

He chuckled, but it was dark, sadistic. She was now on the receiving end of the monster her father truly was.

Before this, she’d been shut up, hidden away from and rarely seeing the violence, but heard about it plenty of times.

Those few times she’d seen it face-to-face she knew her life could never be what she wanted if she stayed.

“I see a little of that Cardona spirit coming out in you. Too bad you are no longer my blood.”

Good. She’d never wanted to be it anyway.

“Come on. No fucking way I’m leaving you here when I have so much planned for you.” He pulled her forward roughly. “You know what happens to those that betray a Cardona.”

She was hauled up on her feet, but she fought every step of the way. As she tried in vain to get away from her father, he slapped her again. She moved her head to the side when he went to hit her again, and his palm skimmed her cheek.


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