Make Me Your Villain (Battle Crows MC #2) Read Online Lani Lynn Vale

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Battle Crows MC Series by Lani Lynn Vale
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Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 66672 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
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My heart started to sink at the look of devastation on her face, then a feeling of anger started to rise.

But, just that quick, my anger all but dissolved when the couple separated, revealing Iris’s sister.

Her makeup was on point, and her hair was styled to utter perfection.

The only thing off-kilter about her at all was the way her lipstick was smudged.

I looked from Teller to Iris and realized the same thing that she did.

“Iris,” I called, breaking the stare down that she now had going with her sister. “Let’s get you packed.”

Iris came, stomping her feet as she did.

Her hands were fisted at her sides, and she looked so utterly adorable that I couldn’t stop myself from pulling her into my arms the moment we made it into the gate.

Pressing her body against the corner of the fence using my own much bigger body, I placed my hand on her throat, then tilted her head up to look at me.

Her eyes were dilated, and no longer was she thinking about anything or anyone but me.

I squeezed slightly, causing her breath to hitch as I tilted her head back with my thumb.

“Fuck ‘em,” I whispered.

Then kissed the holy hell out of her.

CHAPTER 19

Blood donors in Sweden receive a text when their blood is used. Why the hell can’t they do that in the USA?

-Text from Iris to Shine

IRIS

A sneaking suspicion stole over me from the moment that I saw my sister kissing my ex-boyfriend.

When I’d walked into the apartment after my canceled flight, I’d seen the blonde hair. I’d seen the nice body. But I’d never, not in a billion years, have expected that it was my sister that Teller was kissing.

I mean, I’d straight up, no holds barred, ran out of that place like my ass was on fire. Not passing go. Not collecting two hundred dollars. Nope.

I just left, not confirming who the mystery woman was.

Now… I was regretting it.

I started to think about all the things that I’d done that day.

I’d gone to dinner with my family, like usual, and told them all that I had one more flight there and back from Dallas to Detroit, and I’d be back midmorning the next day. I’d then headed to the airport and sat there for two hours before hearing that the flight was canceled.

I’d driven home then, which had given Abby more than enough time to get to my place.

Meaning… I had to know if it was her.

Pulling out my phone, I sent a text message.

It bounced back as undeliverable, which pissed me off and let me know really quick that I’d been blocked.

The absolute whore!

My next option was social media, which, surprisingly, she didn’t have me blocked on.

I found out why two minutes later when I saw her latest post. A photo of her and Teller with the caption saying: Hanging out with my favorite guy today.

That twat.

The funny thing was, I wasn’t offended that she was hanging out with him.

At least, I wasn’t offended she was hanging out with him now.

I was offended she was hanging out with him then.

While I was fucking dating him.

I growled and went to the messaging portion of the app, pulling it up and typing out the message before I could think better of it.

Me: Were you the one with him that night I came home early?

Abby: Wouldn’t you like to know?

Me: Yes, I would. I would also like to know what I ever did to you to make you hate me so much you thought it was a great idea to date my boyfriend.

Abby: One day, maybe you’ll find out. For now…

Abby: You’re a cunt.

It was a few seconds later that my message app declared that there was some sort of ‘error.’

Then, it rebooted, and it was as if my sister never existed for me at all.

I stared, in dawning realization, at my social media account, knowing what had happened, but refusing to believe that she’d actually block me as if I was the person that was in the wrong here.

My next stop was my mom’s page.

My mom had posted photos of a vacation memory from two years ago, and it looked like there was a one-sided conversation on the post between my brother and some unknown entity.

My brother had commented on the post with: we need to go back. Then another comment of: Wouldn’t be the same without you there, sis.

That’s when I finally admitted it.

“She blocked me!” I cried. “My sister, the person who is supposed to have my back no matter what, slept with my ex-boyfriend, and then called me a cunt before she blocked me!”

There was a moment of silence and then Callum said, “I thought you didn’t even like her?”

I paused, contemplating his words. “I don’t.”

“Then why do you care if you’re blocked?” he asked, pointing out the obvious.


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