White Lies (Blood Brothers MC Book 1) Read Online Free

smear her.
     
    “So you did check in on her,” Kane said as he fought to calm his breath and unclenched his trembling fists. Had to be a simple misunderstanding. Jeremy blamed her for Kane’s sentence and never got that she was desperate. Kane had to save her; there was no other choice. In time, he would let the past go.
     
    They all would.
     
    “Jem?”
     
    Jeremy nodded and wrapped his hands around the wheel.
     
    “I keep my promises,” Jeremy said. “So yeah. I’ve been looking in…”
     
    He sighed heavily before looking at his brother.
     
    “You really want the truth, Kane?”
     
    He wanted Angeline more, but he’d take word of her, even Jeremy’s, if it meant that she was alright.
     
    “I want to know everything,” Kane said. “Five years… Christ.”
     
    It suddenly felt like way too long. Too much time without her, without knowing where she was and what she was doing. Kane wanted to be the one keeping tabs on her. Dealing her drugs made her safe, but Kane needed her with him to be sure.  A knot formed in his throat at the thought that he had made the wrong call.
     
    “Let’s take a walk,” Jeremy muttered.
     
    He exited the car, and Kane followed. Jeremy’s shoulder slumped as he walked like a man who had just done the hardest time.
     
    Like he knows the first thing…
     
    “Jem, just tell me. Whatever it is, man, you have to have it wrong.” Kane said. “Angeline… my Angel is true.”
     
    Laughing, Jeremy stopped where he stood, shaking his head.
     
    “Sometimes I don’t get you, Kane.”
     
    “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
     
    Jeremy shrank under his brother’s gaze.
     
    “I… I don’t know,” Jeremy said. “Just that… well…”
     
    Kane waited as Jeremy lifted his eyes. Long ago were the days when Kane had placed himself between Jeremy and their father’s fists. Jeremy would scream for it stop, but Kane took it all on. And there was gratitude in his brother’s eyes. Respect.
     
    Now there was only pity.
     
    “Tough guy, right?” Jeremy said. “Ruling the whole world just beyond the Golden Gate. No one’s going to take you down.”
     
    Both boys made choices. Their mother used to say that Kane turned to the dark while Jeremy reached for the light. She would never ask her oldest son, the outlaw biker, back to her table. But the CPA was fine.
     
    She’d have been better off if she’d given Kane another look.
     
    “Damn straight,” Kane said. “The guys know I’m coming back.”
     
    “Even Noel,” Jeremy asked as he narrowed his eyes.
     
    Kane groaned.
     
    “Like you know the first fucking thing.”
     
    And he didn’t.
     
    Noel White was as standup as they came. Kane remembered the break, the time when he finally ran and never looked back. Night after night, he scrounged for scraps in dumpsters. Picking though band aids and coffee grounds, Kane tried hard not to puke when he nibbled on hard bagels or a moldy piece of cheese. But it didn’t kill him; it made him stronger.
     
    And that’s how Noel had found him.
     
    ***
     
    “Hey, Kid. You like that shit?”
     
    Noel White first appeared with a smirk. Wiping the dirt from his mouth as he swallowed around a rancid hamburger, Kane stepped towards him, drawn to the bike, intrigued by the scar etched across his cold face.
     
    “I gotta eat,” Kane said.
     
    Noel lit a cigarette and stayed silent through his first drag.
     
    “I hear that,” Noel finally said. “But I asked if you liked it?”
     
    Kane tried to answer as his found meal hit Noel’s shoes in a masticated heap. He was right; it was shit, and Kane didn’t know how much longer he could eat it and survive.
     
    “So no?” Noel asked.
     
    Kane nodded through his tears and became his father. Smacking his face for the show of weakness, he started to back away when Noel seized his arm. Kane’s first instinct was to run.
     
    “Get off me!” Kane cried. “Get the hell—”
     
    “Whoa! Easy,