Resurrection (The Sainthood - Boys of Lowell High, #1)

by Siobhan Davis

Saint Lennox, leader of the junior chapter of The Sainthood. A guy as feared as he is desired.

My eyes lock on Galen Lennox next. Where his cousin Saint’s gaze held curiosity as much as a threat, Galen is all cold, hard lines, his expression reeking of tension and disbelief. His jade-green eyes bore holes in the side of my head, and his ripped body is taut, on high alert, ready to strike at a second’s notice. Colored tats cover one arm, creeping up the side of his neck. He rubs his plush lips, narrowing his eyes suspiciously, as he dips his head, his brown faux hawk pointed in my direction like he’s wielding a weapon.

The guy with dark hair and intense brown eyes cocks a brow in amusement. He drums his fingers off the table, shooting a look at Saint. He’s built like a tank. Wide shoulders. Broad chest. Biceps bigger than my head. Muscular legs that snugly fit the dark jeans he’s wearing. His expression is the warmest. His gaze bounces from Saint to me to the door behind me. He must be Caz Evans—the muscle.

Theo Smith is the fourth member of the gang and he’s also drop-dead gorgeous, but in a different way. His long sandy-blond hair falls to the nape of his neck, tucked behind his ears in a messy, bedhead style that is extremely sexy. He scrubs a hand along his stubbly jawline, holding my gaze, the unspoken plea obvious. For a tech wizard and financial mastermind who is known to be sharp as a tack and cool under pressure, he sure looks rattled now.

“Listen up.” His deep voice projects around the room. “The princess is off-limits. She belongs to us. Touch her and you’ll regret it.”

“Hey, asshole,” I shout at his retreating back. “Forgetting something?” I raise my cuffed hands. He turns around, walking backward as he faces me, showcasing a wide grin. “I happen to like that look on you. Suck it up, princess.”

“I can murder them all in their beds and claim it was a home invasion.”

“I was kidnapped when I was thirteen and held hostage for five days. I was only released after my father paid a three-million-dollar ransom.”

“Although I call it taking control of my sexuality. It’s the twenty-first century, Galen. Women have the same right to enjoy consensual sex as men. Your comment just confirms your ignorance and lack of intelligence.”

Saint stares at Theo, and they have one of their silent conversations as he pulls me in closer to his body, kissing the side of my head. I don’t think he realizes he’s done it. Galen’s mouth drops open, and Caz smothers a smile.

When we come together, staring into each other’s eyes, our hearts beating in sync, our souls fusing, I realize I’m fucked in more ways than one.

“What is it he thinks I have?” “Video footage showing members of The Sainthood raping, torturing, and killing Commissioner Leydon’s wife.”