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    Tether: An MC Romance: Blackened Souls MC, #3
    Tether: An MC Romance: Blackened Souls MC, #3
    Tether: An MC Romance: Blackened Souls MC, #3
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    Tether: An MC Romance: Blackened Souls MC, #3

    By Naomi West

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    Tether is book 3 and the finale of the Blackened Souls MC trilogy!

    I REFUSE TO REST UNTIL SHE'S UNDER MY CONTROL.

    New girl in town means fresh meat for the taking.
    One and done is my usual motto… but this one is different.
    Taking her once won't be enough.
    I need her screaming my name, obeying my commands… and carrying my baby.

    She looked like a fish out of water when she wandered into my town.
    Said she was new around here…
    But all I heard was "Take me, please."

    Your wish is my command, princess.

    I'm the man who will ruin her for all others.
    Cocky as hell? Yeah.
    Hotter than that? Damn straight.
    And I'm more than ready to take this angel for a ride.

    But there's more to this girl than meets the eye.
    Turns out she was the bait in a trap I never saw coming.

    I'm a lone wolf, not a breeding stallion.
    But her father has other ideas.
    And with a gun against my head, what other choice do I have?

    Sleeping with Katrin is just the beginning of things.
    Before I know it, there's a wedding on the horizon.
    And my baby growing inside her belly.

    I guess this is what happens when you lose control.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMBK Hanson Inc.
    Release dateMay 29, 2018
    ISBN9781386709022
    Tether: An MC Romance: Blackened Souls MC, #3
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    Naomi West

    Motorcycle club romance that will blow you away... Naomi West is a best-selling author of motorcycle romance novels that will get your heart pumping and your panties melting. Sign up for her mailing list to receive new release alerts, free giveaways, and much more! Follow this link to join:  http://bit.ly/NaomiWestMailingList

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    Tether - Naomi West

    Tether: A Bad Boy Motorcycle Club Romance (Blackened Souls MC) (Book 3)

    By Naomi West

    I REFUSE TO REST UNTIL SHE’S UNDER MY CONTROL.

    NEW GIRL IN TOWN MEANS fresh meat for the taking.

    One and done is my usual motto... but this one is different.

    Taking her once won’t be enough.

    I need her screaming my name, obeying my commands... and carrying my baby.

    She looked like a fish out of water when she wandered into my town.

    Said she was new around here...

    But all I heard was "Take me, please."

    Your wish is my command, princess.

    I’m the man who will ruin her for all others.

    Cocky as hell? Yeah.

    Hotter than that? Damn straight.

    And I’m more than ready to take this angel for a ride.

    But there’s more to this girl than meets the eye.

    Turns out she was the bait in a trap I never saw coming.

    I’m a lone wolf, not a breeding stallion.

    But her father has other ideas.

    And with a gun against my head, what other choice do I have?

    Sleeping with Katrin is just the beginning of things.

    Before I know it, there’s a wedding on the horizon.

    And my baby growing inside her belly.

    I guess this is what happens when you lose control.

    Chapter One

    The junker began to sputter as Katrin neared home. She sighed, eyes filling with tears of pure frustration. She’d gone to the grocery store because she’d needed something to do. Something to give herself some sense of normalcy, and to keep her mind off Pistol. So she’d roamed the aisles for close to three hours, taking things off the shelves and putting them back, reading the ingredients list on a box of Mediterranean Herb Triscuits, and watching parents with their children, imagining herself standing her someday, patiently explaining for the tenth time why they couldn’t get cookies.

    She’d pushed her cart through the baby aisle, where she had stared at the shelves of diapers and wipes, pacifiers and bottles. She had felt such warmth, such joy inside of her — a joy that had quickly been crushed by the knowledge that she had no idea how to keep this child safe.

    And now here she was with a trunk full of perishable food and a car coughing like it was on its last legs. Wheels. Whatever. Pregnant with the child of a man who might not survive tonight. For all she knew, when she stood in this aisle with her child someday, it would be as a widow. She pulled over and flicked her hazards on, then sat for a moment in the shuddering car. She pressed her fists to her eyes and breathed in.

    Damn her father. Damn him. And damn herself for being too weak to defy him.

    And yet, if I had defied him, would I have Pistol? This man I... I’m starting to care for.

    To lose him now would kill her.

    God, whether or not her relationship with Pistol went anywhere, it terrified her to think of losing the father of her child. To think of raising this baby alone. To imagine spending the rest of her life wondering what might have been. If he’d lived, would they have made a life together — a life that would last, not one built on lies and blackmail?

    She inhaled again and slowly let the breath out.

    She couldn’t exactly picture having a happy family with Pistol either. Couldn’t picture him picking out baby names and clothes with her. And yet the image of Pistol cradling a swaddled infant in his muscular, tattooed arms made her melt. Seeing him on his knees in the nursery, trying to assemble a crib, cursing the instruction manual. The idea of a world where she could come home from class at the university to Pistol and her baby — to a life free of her father, free from grief and fear — was so tempting that she ached for it to be real.

    What could she do about caring for someone as reckless and free as Pistol? You couldn’t chance people, right? Couldn’t tell them not to be who they were. But she knew — she knew — that so much of Pistol’s brashness came, not from who he was at his core, but from fear. From a lifetime spent fighting to survive when his father was gone, when his mother not only couldn’t keep him safe, but was an actual danger to him.

    She didn’t want to tame Pistol, exactly. Didn’t want to bind him to a home and a kid and a wife he’d never wanted. But she did want to help him make peace with himself.

    A fine person I am to help him with that. I’m just as messed up as he is.

    The car was still growling and wheezing, but she needed to keep going. Both right now and in the days to come. She needed to keep going.

    She put the car in gear and drove it slowly the rest of the way to the house.

    When she pulled into the drive, she was surprised to see a dark shape huddled on the front porch. Her heart began to pound. What on earth...?

    She turned off the car and yanked the key from the ignition. Leaped out and raced up the steps to the porch, her worst fear gradually solidifying into a terrible reality.

    Pistol was lying there, surrounded by a pool of blood.

    So much blood.

    She couldn’t even tell where it was all coming from at first. Then she saw it still oozing, bright and slick, from a circular wound in his shoulder.

    Pistol! she cried, dropping to her knees beside him. She shrugged off her jacket and pressed it to the wound. He groaned, but his eyes were rolled back, his face was far too pale.

    Pistol — Jax — stay with me, she murmured. Stay with me. Look. Look at me, into my eyes. Good.

    He’d made an effort to focus on her face. He was hearing her, at least.

    Damn, she’d kill him. She’d wait until he was fully conscious, and then she’d kill him. Hadn’t she told him not to go? Hadn’t she warned him it was—

    No time to think about that now. She focused on putting pressure on the wound and getting her husband to focus.

    Jax, she whispered. You’re gonna be all right, but you have to stay with me.

    He let out a soft groan.

    Shh. You don’t have to talk right now.

    He shook his head very slightly. Keh ... mmh ... Kat...

    It’s me. It’s Katrin.

    Your f... He stopped, wincing with pain. Katrin checked discreetly under the jacket. The bleeding was slowing, but it looked like he’d already lost far too much blood.

    Jax, I think you need to go to the hospital.

    "No, he slurred emphatically. Da—dangersss..."

    Jax, what happened?

    You father. His voice was still unsteady, weak.

    My father? Katrin’s heart pounded harder. Did my father do this to you?

    Was a ... a trap. He... Pistol grunted, sucking in a breath as he tried to sit up."

    Jax, she warned, but he was already pulling himself upright.

    The bike is ... in the garage. We gotta...

    I don’t care about the bike right now. I care about you.

    We gotta go.

    The only place we’re going is inside to clean that wound.

    Listen, he insisted. Katrin winced at the bloodstains on the porch, but helped him support his back against the house. He never ... and then ... betrayed us...

    Okay. We don’t have to talk about that now. I need to get you into the house and cleaned up.

    No! His whole body shook, and

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