Dogs of War MC Episode 6 Read Free

and try to forget what had happened. Forget the image of Red in a wheelchair, broken. Forget the fact that Demon was some kind of werewolf witch hybrid. Forget the dead bodies of men in suits weeping blood tears into the grass. She wanted to forget it all, but mostly she wanted to forget her part in it.
    Red had claimed a dead man’s bike for the ride home and Sidney started to get on behind him, but he stopped her with a look, the first look he’d spared her since she’d walked into the room where he’d been held prisoner.
    “Demon is over there, you’d better ride with him,” he’d said, and turned his face away as he’d cranked the motor and drove away. Sidney told herself it was just because he needed some time to himself, surely after he’d gotten over the shock of what he’d been through he’d talk to her. They could work everything out and get back to normal.
    Her eyes caught Demon’s, he had a look that she could only read as pity in them, as if he could read her thoughts and found them painfully disillusioned. She walked to him and got behind him without a word. She didn’t need or want his opinion.
    The ride back had taken forever. And once back she’d thought she’d help with anyone who was still injured, but Red had cut that thought short before she’d even gotten a chance to get off the bike.
    “You best just take her on home,” he’d said to Demon, refusing to look at Sidney.
    “I thought I’d see if anyone needed me to..” she began
    “We’re fine,” he cut her off.
    “But I can –,” she started to argue, but he cut her off.
    “This isn’t your place, we don’t need you here,” he finally looked her in the eyes, the coldness in them startling, “I don’t want you here.”
    Sidney looked around, anywhere but at that hard face that was saying things she didn’t want to hear, and she saw that everyone around had heard. They’d all stopped to watch her disgrace, the fact that their eyes were soft and compassionate only seemed to make it worse.
    “Fuck you Red, you’re such an asshole,” Demon said, his words low and dangerous.
    “Take her home Demon,” Red turned and walked away, taking with him the last hope Sidney held of them ever going back to the way things were.
    The drive back to her house had been numb, she’d cut herself off from feeling anything, even the constant strum between her and Demon was just a distant buzzing. They pulled down her street and all she wanted from life was a dark room and her bed to curl into. But she wasn’t going to get her wish.
    As soon as they rounded the corner Sidney saw someone sitting on the front steps of her house. She had no idea who could be waiting for her, maybe it was a wrong address, and she could send them on their way so she could be left alone. But as they got closer she was able to make out the soft feminine features.
    It was Jessica, her sister, and she had her suitcase beside her. Perfect.
    “Sidney!” Jessica said with false cheer as she ran up to Sidney, not even giving her time to swing her leg off the bike, “I’ve missed you so much!” Jessica wrapped her arms around Sidney and mechanically, Sidney returned the hug.
    “Jessica, what are you doing here?” Sidney knew the words sounded callous as soon as they were out of her mouth, her voice sounded dead even to her own ears. But she didn’t have the energy to worry about niceties, not when her heart felt like it had been torn through her chest.
    “I’m just here to visit,” Jessica eyed Demon, that old glint in her eye that said she saw something that she wanted, “I thought you’d be happy to see me?”
    Sidney was anything but happy to see her. She got off the bike without a word and headed towards the door, she assumed Jessica would follow and she was correct, but she stopped short, turning back to Demon. He was watching her with those emerald green eyes, his face masking whatever thoughts he had about her. “Thank you Demon… for