Breaker’s Vow

BREAKER’S VOWSATAN’S RAIDERS MCBOOK FIVE ELIZABETH KNOX CONTENTS Satan’s Raiders MC Members:PrologueChapter 1Chapter 2Chapter 3Chapter 4Chapter 5Chapter 6About the Author: LenaAlso By Lena BourneAbout the Author: Elizabeth Breaker’s Vow This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are all products of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblances to persons, organizations, events, or locales are entirely coincidental. Breaker’s Vow. Copyright © 2023 by Elizabeth Knox & Lena Bourne. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission from the author, except in the case of brief quotations used in articles or reviews. For information, contact E. Knox & L. Bourne. Editing: Kim Lubbers, Knox Publishing Proofreading: Marybeth Higgins, Knox Publishing Formatting: R. Epperson, Knox Publishing Cover Designer: Clarise Tan, CT Cover Creations Photographer: Golden Czermak, FuriousFotog Created with Vellum SATAN’S RAIDERS MC MEMBERS: Breaker — Prez Chains — VP Ops — Enforcer p. Mabel Armor — Road Captain p. Jada Killer — Sgt. at Arms Sarge — Full Patch Brick — Full Patch Ice — Full Patch p. Sunny Children: Troy, Octavia, & Hayden Inc (in Montana)— Full Patch p. Octavia & Zane Children: Neo, 1 year 8 months (Inc) Agony — Full Patch Fury — Full Patch p. Chloe Archer — Prospect PROLOGUE Breaker Some Time Ago . . . “Celia?” Mabel squeaks out, almost sounding a mixture of surprised and nervous. Cee, who’s by my side, turns to look at Mabel and while I can’t see the expression on her face, I can almost guarantee it’s shock. Cee takes another step and I can actually see how she’s looking at Mabel. Cee swallows hard and her eyes are widening, almost like someone who has something to hide. I’ve never once called her the name Celia, and only know her as Cee, yet she seems to be making some sort of response to it. Is Cee short for Celia? “That’s not her name. This is Cee, my girlfriend.” I speak plain as day, hoping that if anyone proves me wrong right now it’s going to be Cee, not Mabel. I look at my beautiful woman, the one who’s been the first to make it past all of my walls and wait for her to say something, but she doesn’t. The only person who does is Mabel, and it’s not what I expect. “Her name is Celia,” Mabel states, looking at me and then glancing over at her friend. Now everyone in the clubhouse is paying attention to what’s going on. They’re all tuned in to what’s happening, and those who were facing away have now turned their attention to the situation at hand. There’s no denying that the tension in the room is thick. We’re all waiting for Cee to say anything, but instead there’s a thick, dense quiet. Ops steps behind his woman and puts a hand on her shoulder. “What’s your full name?” he asks Cee. Cee takes in a deep breath, clears her throat, and finally after a moment of intense silence speaks. “Celia,” I don’t know what the fuck to think right now. I’m staring at her, wondering why she wouldn’t tell me something as simple as her full name . . . but there’s only one answer I can come up with. It’s because she’s hiding something from me. I cock an eyebrow at her while I clench my jaw tightly. I’m giving her an opportunity to be honest with me, and yet she doesn’t take it. Instead, she’s staying silent which is only proving her guilt. Mabel keeps staring at Celia, and brushes her hair behind her neck. She takes a step closer to her, and Mabel nervously looks back at me and then at Celia. The way she’s staring makes me think she believes I’m the bad guy in this scenario. “What are you doing here?” Mabel asks her. I think she’s going to give Celia time to answer, but she doesn’t. Instead, she keeps continuing. “It’s been a long time. Have you been here the whole time?” Mabel seems to know Celia very well and we know which family Mabel is associated with . . . so now I’m curious if Celia is associated with the Guatemalans too. I mean, I know she’s Latina, but I’ve never asked what nationality she is. Celia begins walking toward Mabel and Mabel pulls her into a hug, though Celia doesn’t seem so keen on it. She holds onto Celia for a moment, but right as she’s about to let go of her friend, Celia puts her lips against Mabel’s ear. I can tell Celia is trying to keep her voice as low as possible, but Sarge shoots me a glare which tells me he just heard whatever Celia said to her friend. Fuck, what is going on? Mabel walks back over to Ops and Celia starts approaching me. “Come on babe, let’s get out of here.” Ah, so that’s how Celia’s playing this. She wants to leave and act like this awkward as fuck situation never happened in the first place. I look past Celia and stare right into Mabel’s eyes. They’re glazed over, almost like she’s going to start crying. I’m wondering why she’s this upset about what’s going on, which just proves to me even further that something else fishy is going on. I meet my eyes with my girlfriend’s and nod, then smile. “Sure, we can go, but first, I want to know how you two know each other.” I’m not going to change my mind. She’s going to tell me the truth, and there isn’t another option. Instead of answering, Celia remains quiet. Hmm, she must be thinking about what the hell she can come up with to get out of this. I turn and look at Mabel, considering she’s the one who’s more likely to be honest in this situation. “You answer. How do you two know