Unraveling Fayth

By: Winter Travers

Devil’s Knights Series Book 8




Dedication



From the end springs new beginnings.





Acknowledgments



For my boys and family. None of this would be possible without them.



Lizette AKA Lester. Thanks for hanging with me and being my own personal cheerleader. #RideOrDie



Nikki Horn! Best Street Team Captain ever! You’ve been waiting for Slider since Loving Lo. This one is for you. #SlidersGirl



Thank you to my Word Sprint Sisters. Being able to sprint at any time of the day with y’all gives me the motivation to keep writing. Trinity Rose, Sarah O’Rourke, S Van Horne, Mayra Statham, Brynne Asher, Layla Frost, and Sarah Curtis. You ladies ROCK!



To my amazing BETAs. Nikki Horn, Alicia Cline, Kendra LeSalle, and Natalie Weston. Thank you for all your encouragement, and eye to detail that helps to make each book better than the last.





Chapter 1



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“How long does this normally take?”

“I don’t know, man. I’ve never done this before.”

“Well, why don’t you ask Meg? She’s done this at least once.”

King shook his head and sat down in the chair next to me. “I really don’t think I should barge in there and demand to know how much longer they are going to be.”

“Why the hell not? If it’s going to be hours, we could grab something to eat without them even knowing that we were gone.”

“Thinking with your stomach again, huh, Turtle?” I kicked my feet out and stretched out my legs. We had been at the hospital for five hours already, and we hadn’t heard what was going on other than Cyn was going to have the baby, eventually.

“Shut the hell up.” He rubbed his stomach and flipped me off. “I’m a growing boy.”

King shook his head and leaned back on the wall. “Take a walk, Turtle. I’ll talk to Meg in a little bit. I don’t think having a baby happens instantly. We’re in for a long wait.”

Turtle grabbed his leather jacket off the back of my chair and headed down the hallway. “I’ll be around,” he called.

“Jesus,” King swore. “It’s like herding cats with you fuckers.”

“Hey, don’t group me in with that asshat.” I pulled my phone out of my pocket, checking for the fiftieth time to see if I had missed her phone call.

“She call you yet?” King asked.

I shook my head no and shoved my phone in my pocket. I hadn’t heard from Fayth in over two months, and I was going fucking crazy waiting. “You talk to Leo lately?” Updates from Leo were the only thing that was keeping me in Rockton and not hopping on my bike headed to Chicago.

“He said she’s doing good. Not much has changed, though.”

I nodded and gritted my teeth. No change was all I’ve heard for the past two fucking months. “I need to go see her, King.”

“Leo doesn’t think that’s a good idea.”

“I don’t give a flying fuck if Leo thinks it’s a good idea or not. I’ve waited long enough. I didn’t even get to say goodbye when he swooped in and took her back to Chicago.” I was still pissed as hell. It had been a week after the shooting, and I had left the hospital for half an hour to grab a shower and something to eat. By the time I had gotten back, Fayth was gone, and the only person who was there was one of Leo’s henchmen, Apollo.



Two and a half months ago

“Where the fuck is she?” I demanded.

Apollo sized me up and crossed his arms over his chest. “He took her home.”

“What the fuck for?” This was fucking bullshit. Fayth was in one of the best hospitals in Wisconsin. She was receiving all the help and attention she needed. I was making sure of that.

“Leo has some things going on back home that he is dealing with, and it’s in Fayth’s best interest not to be far away.”

“You always talk like you got a stick up your ass?” Apollo growled but didn’t say anything. “She was fine here. I was looking after her.”

“Just like you were looking after her when she got shot in the head?”

I ran my fingers through my hair and sat on the edge of the bed. Apollo was the only one who had the balls to say what everyone else was thinking. “I didn’t think Big A was going to go after Fayth. Hell, she doesn’t have anything to do with all the shit going on.”