Pay the Price: A Dark New Adult Romance

67. Daisy

Iwas riding high from the meeting the rest of the morning. I wouldn’t be a key player in designing the resort, but Piers had called me a liaison, had introduced me to the design team he’d hired to put it all together. That meant I was going to be part of it, and I was giddy with excitement.

I was going to learn a ton, and I was going to do it with a hands-on project, one I could see and touch, one I could watch come to life in real time.

I couldn’t wait to tell the Beasts. I could already see the excitement in Wolf’s eyes, could hear the questions Otis would ask me, like he was really interested. Jace would play it cool, but I’d see through it when he told me congratulations and called me princess.

Diana had ordered in lunch for the office and the design team, and I was picking at a salad and trying to refocus on the deed paperwork when my phone buzzed.

I caught Sarai’s name on the screen and almost didn’t answer (I knew I owed her a text, but geez, give a girl a minute) but guilt won out.

I picked up my phone and frowned.

Have you heard?

Leave it to Sarai to send a breathless text with zero context. About what?

There’s a fire at the Blades’ compound. A big one.

I went to my phone’s browser and typed Blackwell Falls fire motorcycle club into the search bar.

A breaking news story was right at the top, posted by the Blackwell Bulletin less than ten minutes before.

A five-alarm fire has been reported at the private compound of a local motorcycle club on the outskirts of Blackwell Falls. A fire crew and paramedics have been dispatched to the scene.

This is a breaking news story and will be updated as more details become available.

I picked up my phone and grabbed my bag, then raced for the hall.

“Hey… everything okay?” Natalie asked when I practically ran into her.

“I have an… There’s an emergency,” I said, barreling past her toward the stairwell.

Then I was pushing through the door leading to the stairs, taking them two at a time, my heart in my throat.

The compound was on fire and the Beasts were there.

My Beasts.