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Contents
Title Page (Paperback - 1)
By Nicole Edwards
Title Page (eBook)
Copyright
Dedication
Note to Reader
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Epilogue
Acknowledgments
About Nicole Edwards
Connect with Nicole
Nicole Edwards on Smashwords
Trey
The Walkers of Coyote Ridge
BY NICOLE EDWARDS
THE WALKERS
ALLURING INDULGENCE
Kaleb
Zane
Travis
Holidays with The Walker Brothers
Ethan
Braydon
Sawyer
Brendon
THE WALKERS OF COYOTE RIDGE
Curtis
Jared
Hard to Hold
Hard to Handle
Beau
Rex
A Coyote Ridge Christmas
Mack
Kaden & Keegan
Alibi (a crossover novel)
Trey
BRANTLEY WALKER: OFF THE BOOKS
All In
Without A Trace
Hide & Seek
Deadly Coincidence
Alibi
Secrets
Confessions
Bounty
AUSTIN ARROWS
Rush
Kaufman
CLUB DESTINY
Conviction
Temptation
Addicted
Seduction
Infatuation
Captivated
Devotion
Perception
Entrusted
Adored
Distraction
Forevermore
DEAD HEAT RANCH
Boots Optional
Betting on Grace
Overnight Love
Jared (a crossover novel)
DEVIL’S BEND
Chasing Dreams
Vanishing Dreams
MISPLACED HALOS
Protected in Darkness
Salvation in Darkness
Bound in Darkness
OFFICE INTRIGUE
Office Intrigue
Intrigued Out of The Office
Their Rebellious Submissive
Their Famous Dominant
Their Ruthless Sadist
Their Naughty Student
Their Fairy Princess
Owned
PIER 70
Reckless
Fearless
Speechless
Harmless
Clueless
SNIPER 1 SECURITY
Wait for Morning
Never Say Never
Tomorrow’s Too Late
SOUTHERN BOY MAFIA/DEVIL’S PLAYGROUND
Beautifully Brutal
Without Regret
Beautifully Loyal
Without Restraint
STANDALONE NOVELS
Unhinged Trilogy
A Million Tiny Pieces
Inked on Paper
Bad Reputation
Bad Business
Filthy Hot Billionaire
NAUGHTY HOLIDAY EDITIONS
2015
2016
2021
Trey
The Walkers of Coyote Ridge, 10
NICOLE EDWARDS
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TREY
The Walkers of Coyote Ridge, 10
NICOLE EDWARDS
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BISAC: FICTION / LGBTQ | FICTION / Romance_General
DEDICATION
To the unexpected.
Sometimes life throws us curveballs. Some we dodge, others land right where they’re intended.
Provided we expect the unexpected, there’s always hope.
Dear reader,
When I set out to write the Brantley Walker: Off the Books series, I intended for it to be solely about Brantley and Reese. However, along the way, the other characters began speaking loudly, insisting their stories be told. And while I don’t intend to write books about all of those secondary characters, Trey and Magnus have become a fan favorite. Due to an overwhelming response from readers, I promised to give you their story, and I have.
With that said, there are a couple of things to note before you read.
First, although Trey and Magnus’s budding relationship started in the Brantley Walker: Off the Books series, it can be read as a standalone, meaning I’ve given enough backstory to bring you up to speed on where they are now without being repetitive for those who’ve read the series. However, if you’d like to get to know Trey and Magnus on a deeper level and see where it all began for them, you should check it out.
And secondly, this book comes with a trigger warning. At points within this book, you will read flashbacks of Ava’s life that may be difficult to read. The story is ultimately about healing and persevering, but in order to get there, as is the case in real life, it requires us to open up and share pieces of ourselves that we’d sometimes prefer to keep inside. Ava suffered physical abuse at the hands of her husband, and she must reflect on that in order to move forward. I assure you, there is a happy ever after at the end, and despite the trauma Ava endured, she’s strong and resilient, just as I want us all to be.
Thanks for reading!
Nicole Edwards
Prologue
Saturday, March 19, 2022
Trey Walker stood outside the hospital room door, waiting patiently in the corridor for his brother to arrive. He’d just learned the devastating news from Charlie, but before he dragged Magnus out of the room to hear it for himself, he wanted to see his brother’s face to confirm that what she said was true.
God knows, if it was, it was going to be devastating.
Perhaps not so much for Magnus as it would be for Ava. Her life had been irrevocably changed in a matter of days. The effect this news would have on her was going to add insult to injury, with a bucketful of pain, heartache, and mourning to follow. Perhaps, times two. At least for Ava. She had a long, tough road ahead of her, according to her doctors.
She’s alive. That’s all that matters.
The little voice in his head had been repeating that every time he looked at the beaten and battered woman. It was true. She was alive. That was all that mattered, and since the prognosis was good, some of the tension had eased out of his shoulders. Mostly. Okay, that was a lie. Yeah, he was relieved that Ava was all right. Honest to God relieved, even if it meant his entire life was about to go into a tailspin.
Trey did his best not to eavesdrop on a couple of nurses talking quietly two doors down while he stared toward the end of the hall, waiting for his brother to appear. It could’ve been ten minutes or ten hours—time had long since stood still since they’d found Ava March beaten and broken, hovering dangerously close to death. He finally heard Brantley’s voice echoing down the hallway, bouncing off the tiled floors and the false ceiling above.
He steeled himself, and the moment Brantley came into view, Trey met his younger brother’s gaze, exhaling for the first time in what felt like forever. What Charlie had told him was true. Of that, he was certain.
“You have a chance to talk to Magnus yet?” Brantley asked when he was close enough to keep his voice at a normal level.
Trey shook his head. Rather than admit he’d been too chickenshit to relay the news himself, he said, “I didn’t want to pull him away from her until I had to.”
Brantley’s expression held a wealth of sympathy. “I think it’d be best if we told him first, let him decide how he wants to relay the information to Ava.”
Trey appreciated that Brantley thought he had a choice in the matter. What his brother didn’t realize was that Magnus was acting like a bristly grizzly keeping his cub safe as he sat watch over Ava, ensuring no one did anything that might cause her any more pain. Trey understood the protective instinct because he felt the same overwhelming need to wrap her in cotton and tuck her away so nothing could get to her. He wasn’t sure where the instinct came from, but it was there all the same.
“It won’t go over well, regardless,” Trey mumbled. “Bad news never does.”
“You wanna grab him?” Brantley prompted, nodding toward the door.
Not really, no. He forced himself to turn toward the door, slowly opening it. His gaze shot to Ava lying in the hospital bed, looking so young, so pale and fragile after her horrific ordeal. She was hooked up to wires and tubes, stark white bandages prominent against her sallow skin, covering the damage done by the bastard Ava was married to. Trey had to admit seeing her like that pained him in a way he didn’t understand. Hell, there was so much about this situation that pained him, he was surprised he could breathe without choking on his confusion and anger.
“Magnus,” he said softly, not wanting to wake Ava, although the pain meds kept her sedated.
“Hmm?” Magnus’s gaze lifted, those hazel eyes wary as he stared at Trey.
“Brantley and Reese are outside. They need to talk to you.”
He looked over at Ava, then back to Trey. “Do I have to?”
“Yeah. You need to hear what they have to say.”
Reluctantly, Magnus nodded as he slowly rose to his feet. He reached over, lightly tugged Ava’s blanket higher to keep her warm before leaning down and pressing a kiss to her temple. “I’ll be right back.”
She didn’t move, and the monitor tracking her heart rate remained steady at the side of the bed.
Taking a deep breath, Trey waited for Magnus to join him, then opened the door and let the other man precede him into the hall.
“We’ll make this quick,” Reese said as soon as Trey closed the door behind him. “But we figured you needed to know before someone leaked the information.”
“What information?” Magnus glanced between the three of them. “Did they arrest that bastard?”
Trey squared his shoulders, preparing to let Magnus lean on him if he needed to.
“Harrison Rivers is dead, Magnus,” Brantley said.
Trey appreciated the fact his brother didn’t mince words.
Magnus frowned, his dark eyebrows slashing downward over tired eyes. “Dead? How?”
Trey noticed that Reese’s gaze had dropped to the floor, and Trey fought the urge to look away, too.
“Ava’s mother shot and killed him,” Brantley relayed.
Magnus’s eyes widened.
That’s not the worst part, Trey thought. Brace for it.
Brantley plowed forward. “Then she took her own life.”
When Magnus staggered back, Trey reached for him, putting an arm around his shoulders and drawing him in close.
“She’s gonna be devastated,” Magnus whispered, turning into Trey’s arms. “She’s been through enough.”
That was an understatement. The only good thing about any of this was the fact that Ava had survived her husband’s brutal attack and his blatant disregard when he dumped her lifeless body in a field, wrapped in a rug. The bastard had left her for dead, not even bothering to realize he hadn’t stolen the life from her body completely. He couldn’t fathom what that had been like for Ava. Regaining consciousness, finding herself alone. No doubt she’d been terrified, left to die in a field, having to get to safety with numerous bones shattered inside her body.
Trey held on to Magnus, letting him know without words that he was there as the anger churned in his veins. He was grateful Harrison Rivers was dead. Otherwise, there was a good chance they’d have another tragedy on their hands. One that would result in someone spending a lifetime in prison. There was no doubt in Trey’s mind that Magnus was capable of killing the bastard as payback for what he’d done to Ava.
“She has,” Brantley agreed, his tone somber. “I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but if it makes it easier for you, I can be the one to tell her.”
Magnus shook his head, pulled himself together, and extricated himself from Trey’s arms. “No. I’ll do it. She needs to hear it from me.”
Yes, Magnus was a better man than Trey. If it were up to him, he’d let someone else tell Ava. Then again, Trey had never been much for confrontation.
Trey looked at his brother.
Brantley nodded. “As of right now, you’ve officially contracted the services of Sniper 1 Security. I’m gonna talk to the hospital, let them know that we’ll be stationing agents in the building to ensure no one gets up here. Give the media some time to die down.”
“I can’t afford it, but I’ll do whatever it takes,” Magnus said, his voice only slightly steadier than before.
Brantley smiled, although there wasn’t any amusement in it. “We’re doin’ this free of charge, man.”
“You don’t have—”
“You’re family,” Brantley said firmly, his gaze briefly darting to Trey’s face. “There’s no other way to do it.”
Trey appreciated everything his brother had done for Magnus over the past few days. All the work that had gone into finding Ava, rescuing her from her rescuer. He wanted to thank the woman who had safely stowed Ava away, ensuring her husband couldn’t find her, but he also wanted to throttle her for putting Magnus through hell as they combed every inch of the area she’d been dumped, searching for her. It hadn’t been easy, and Trey knew the hard part was yet to come despite the fact Ava was now safely recovering from her horrific injuries.
Brantley put a hand on Magnus’s shoulder, squeezed. “We’ll get goin’, but if you need anything at all, just holler.”
Something flashed on Brantley’s hand, catching Trey’s attention.
He reached for Brantley’s arm, pulled it back. “What’s this?” he asked, tapping the ring on Brantley’s finger.
Brantley pulled his hand away, but not before Trey noticed the blush on his brother’s face. Had the man ever blushed before?
Trey looked at Reese. “Did you…?” His gaze shot to Brantley. “Are y’all…?”
“He did, and we are,” Brantley said firmly, clearly closing the door on the conversation by adding, “And that’s all we’re gonna say about it.” Brantley narrowed his gaze. “And don’t you dare tell Mom and Dad.”
His brother was getting married. Despite the somber moment, Trey was thrilled for him but decided to refrain from celebrating. That would have to wait until later.
With a quick wave, Brantley turned and strolled back the way he came, Reese right next to him.
“How do I tell her about her mom?” Magnus asked, looking up at Trey.
Trey honestly didn’t know. He knew so very little about Ava March as it was, having only met the woman once.
“I’ll be right there with you,” he assured Magnus, wanting the man to know that regardless of what the future brought, he had no intention of drifting too far away.
He had a feeling his life was about to take a very different turn than anything he could’ve anticipated, but Trey knew what he felt for Magnus was real. Real enough that he had already committed—at least to himself—for the long haul.
Little did he know, but that different turn was going to alter everything he’d once thought about himself.
***
Thursday, March 31, 2022
Magnus sat at Ava’s bedside, watching over her as she slept. She’d been awake more today than yesterday, which was significant progress considering she’d been kept sedated for nearly the entire first week she was in this bed. The doctors were easing up on the pain medication now that her surgeries were completed. With time, she would be as good as new, they had assured him.
What exactly did that mean? As good as new? What constituted new? The woman had been beaten and left for dead by a man who had vowed to love, honor, and cherish her for the rest of her life. How the hell did someone get past that? Much less reach a place in their mind when they were as good as new. Sure, maybe the scars would fade over time, but would the memories ever fade? Doubtful. Magnus knew from experience what tragedy felt like.
