A Lighter Shade of Blue (Kings of Chaos Book 2) Read Free Page B

the respect, power, and support. It differs from club to club. Some only see women as property to be controlled and pimped out for a price. Kings aren’t like that. They protect their women, but they make sure they know their place. We stay out of club business, partially for protection. The less we know, the safer we are. But there was no way to sugarcoat the dominant role they play. I want to spray the truth at him like venom, but I know better. You don’t disrespect a brother. Especially not in a public place. It would make the Kings look weak. “Easier said than done. Isn’t that the way it always goes?”
    “Only if you let it be that way,” Shadow replies.
    I refrain from saying something that’ll set him off. People handle doing time in a number of ways. Shadow chooses to go the Zen route. It’s admirable, but right now it’s the last thing I need. Bolt is sullen and moody. The house feels unfamiliar, and I’m still re-adjusting to life under the Kings of Chaos microscope. Calla lived for them. Her home is less than ten minutes from the club, and just two streets over from Dad’s. The boys frequently come through to check up on us, and I’m drowning in the life I haven’t lived since my teen years.
    “We both know this is a man’s world, Shadow.”
    “Only if you have the wrong man,” he says.
    “You know I’m not with a King. Civilians don’t get it.”
    “And that’s why you might want to rethink your options,” Shadow surmises.
    “You going to give me the Chaos conversation?” I quirk a brow up.
    He smirks. “Nope.” 
    I roll my eyes.
    He chuckles. “How’s Bolt dealing with things?” he asks, shifting the conversation.
    I take the out and latch onto it like a starving leech. “He has short periods where he seems okay and well-adjusted. Most of the time, he’s lashing out in different ways. It’s an ever shifting environment of moods. I understand why. Doesn’t make it less challenging, though. I’m trying set realistic boundaries. He needs that.”
    It’s a harsh truth, but it’s nothing Shadow doesn’t already know. When he was out, he made sure to keep Bolt in line and on the right track. Without his guidance, it’s been a rocky three years. “Can’t blame him. He hasn’t had stability with me in here. I could wring her neck for this.” His jaw clenches.
    I want to know what he saw in her. She wasn’t his type. Her reputation as a party girl was established long before they started messing around. It’s on the tip of my tongue to ask.
    “Time’s about up,” the guard says.
    “Come back and see me in a few weeks. Keep me posted on my son. I’ll call to the house every couple of days. The boys will take care of the bill.”
    I nod, and we say our good-byes. I’m being shuffled in a deck of cards. The game is already in mid-play, so there’s no stopping now.

Chapter Two
Despite all my Rage

     
    Shadow
     
    I can’t stop thinking about my visit with Blue. I’m not shocked to hear Cal has fucked up again. It’s her M.O. She makes messes like it’s her job. I could never figure out why, other than because she can. She came from a pretty solid home. Sure, her old man is a hard ass, but he treats his girls with respect. Not everyone can say that in this lifestyle.
    I roll onto my back and lace my fingers behind my head. Blue looked so dammed sexy. Her jeans showed her curves off without cutting off circulation, and her shirt highlighted her breasts. Damn, she always had a banging pair of tits and ass for days. It’s what attracted me to her in the first place. That’s my dirty ass secret. I didn’t want Calla. I always wanted Blue, and I hadn’t given a shit how young she was at the time. The girl had a head on her shoulders. Half the time she was smarter than most people’s sweethearts and Old Ladies.
    Calla noticed me watching her sister. She was always an opportunistic bitch. I don’t do lies, so when she asked me if I was interested in her baby sister, I