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Read Ebook {PDF EPUB} Hunter by A.E. Fisher Hunter by A.E. Fisher (ePUB, PDF, Downloads) Hunter (Black Angels MC #1) by A.E. Fisher – Free eBooks Download. Description: Mallory I spent years running from my past. Then, when my past comes knocking in the form of dark, delicious sin, I find myself caught up in a man I shouldn’t. My son’s uncle. A dangerous biker. Not to mention, an overbearing Alpha male. Hunter is everything I need to escape from, yet I find myself wanting to stay. I know I shouldn’t let myself or my son care for him, but I can’t help wondering if maybe he’s the one who can finally save me from my past. Hunter The plan was simple. Find my nephew, bring him home, and raise him in the Black Angels like my brother would have wanted. But things never go as planned, like my nephew’s mother. My brother’s one-night stand. Mallory is spicy and sweet; one second she is mouthing off to me, and the next, she is moaning my name. The longer I’m with her, the harder she is to ignore. But she is hiding something while desperate to escape me, though I have her in my grasp. I will find out what she is hiding, and when I do, she will have nowhere left to run. Hunter by A.E. Fisher. “Mallory,” Hunter whispered. I could see the pain in his eyes, hear the pain in his voice, but it was nothing compared to the agony in his next words. “Noble’s dead.” “He isn’t coming back.” A dark shadow past over Hunter’s face as if he had been tortured beyond repair by whatever memory haunted him. “The dead don’t come back.” It was the slam of reality that came crashing down on top of me. The pain of the past hitting me all over again because I knew. I knew Noble was dead. I knew Noble wasn’t coming back. I knew it, and yet, for just a moment, I had … My voice broke, and I felt hope crumbling around me. “I thought … I really thought it was him.” Tears poured down my cheeks as Hunter brought his arms around me and lifted me before striding down the hall. “I know,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to my head. “I know.” I shut the door behind me, leaving Adair and Mallory curled up on my bed. Then, leaning back against the painted wood, I ran a hand down my face. My body ached with exhaustion, but I couldn’t bring myself to sleep. Everything had seemed like a roller coaster the second Lamb and Pretty had walked out that door. I swore that moment had shocked me back to the second I had turned that corner, heard that swerve, and saw the crash and the explosion. And then … I shook the memories away, refusing to let them plague me when they had nearly destroyed everything I loved three years ago. “You okay?” Kay looked up at me and smiled. The woman was beautiful with her strawberry-blonde hair and gray eyes, a mother to all the boys in her club. A true president’s wife before Roscoe, her old man and our ex-president, had died. I shrugged. It was the best I could offer. Kay stepped to the side of the hallway to let me pass. When she dipped her chin at me, I knew she would look after them as I headed to the other side of the clubhouse. I rapped on the door with the plaque “President’s Office,” and it opened the next second. Wolf stood there with the door wide open as I passed into the small room and through a second door, where Jax, Lamb, and Pretty all sat around, waiting. The long, black glass table looked bigger with half my brothers missing. Wolf sat down at the head of the table and moved the black gavel out of the way since this meeting wasn’t for Church. I sat down to his right across from Lamb and next to Jax. Lamb looked as cool and unruffled as ever, despite the eerie calm radiating from his body. “Your girl good?” he asked. My brain hitched on the title of possession, but I didn’t feel like correcting him. “Kay’s with her.” They all gave a small nod, small traces of relief on their faces and a big bruise on Pretty’s. Seeing Mallory in his arms had set off so many alarms that I had panicked. Ripper had taken Adair off my hands the moment he saw what was going on, and I had charged forward. Lamb had held me back long enough for Pretty to take her upstairs and call on Kay to check her over. But when Pretty had denied me entry to my own room, I had snapped and swung. It had taken Lamb, Jax, and Pretty to drag me out the clubhouse before Wolf came out after them and yelled at me until I calmed down. Pretty had shrugged off the hit, saying it was understandable. And for that reason alone, I had asked if Pretty could join our little meeting. He had earned it. With that out of the way, Wolf went straight for the kill. “Adair ain’t yours. He’s Noble’s kid.” I looked down at the glass table as if my eyes might bore a hole through it. Despite the burden of the lie being lifted off my shoulders, I still hated myself for lying in the first place. “Yeah.” “No wonder he didn’t look a damn thing like you,” Lamb said, leaning back in his chair. I offered him a growl, and Lamb just shrugged. Cocky bastard. “Why hide it?” Jax asked, only now realizing what the others seemed to have already suspected. “Mallory had one condition on coming back. That I tell everyone he’s mine. Otherwise, she’d run hard and fast with that kid, and I don’t want Adair living that kind of life. No way am I having him growing up having to run from his family.” “Shit, man.” Jax looked at me. “She’s one of those women?” “No, she’s not,” I growled. “If she was one of those women, she’d be using Adair against me to get something from it. Running doesn’t get her anything.” “Unless you’re not the one she’s running from,” Lamb spoke. I’d had suspicions from the moment I had started tracking her down from state to state, and I had confirmed them when I had found her and she had desperately resisted coming back. “No,” I agreed. “I’m not.” “Then who?” Jax asked. “Don’t know.” I shrugged. “That’s why I want to look at that security tape. Someone hotwired my truck.” “Brother.” Pretty chuckled. “That wasn’t any man.” He held up a remote and clicked play on the flat screen TV on the wall. The parking lot flickered to life on the screen. It was at an awkward angle, but you could see Mallory clearly in the front seat as I walked away after locking her in the truck. Pretty hit the fast-forward button, the speed increasing as he watched Mallory rage for a minute that was more like ten before she went still, and then she curled over and her shoulders started shaking. It took me a moment to realize through the silence of the video that she was crying, and it was like a hard punch to the gut. Everyone in the room was quiet, and Pretty didn’t speed up the video until after she had stopped. A minute or so later, Jax appeared at her door but was there only for a few minutes before she wound the window up and waved at him. I turned to look at the man lounging in his seat. He simply shrugged with a small grin. I shook my head then continued watching the video. Mallory looked more than angry with the way she sat with her arms crossed over her chest, her face set in a hard glare as she stared at people going in and out of the club without them even noticing her. But as the people went by, one finally came out that caught her attention. He came out the side door, not the front, with a black hood thrown over his head as he headed out of the parking lot. Mallory watched him, but he didn’t see her, even as he walked behind the truck. He looked up and back at the door, the camera unable to catch his face from that angle, but suddenly Mallory started moving. She half-leaped down into the truck, and then the truck began to vibrate as Mallory leaped up with a relieved smile flickering across her face before she kicked the door open and went into a flat-out sprint out of the camera’s frame and after the man in black. The video kept going through, and then I saw Pretty leave with one of the kids. Only minutes later, he came back with Mallory limp in his arms, yelling, as Lamb ran out the door. Pretty turned the video off. We all knew what had happened next. I sat staring at the black screen that told me next to nothing. Loads of people came out of those parties, and Mint, who had been minding the gate, said he only remembered seeing her running off and went to talk to Lamb.