Saving His Princess

By: Elisa Leigh
A Steel Daggers MC Novella

Saving His Princess


I was there to make sure my brothers didn't screw up a rescue mission. The moment I heard her cries and witnessed her fight to live her fate was sealed. She wasn't who we were here for, but God save the soul of the man who dared put his hands on my woman. I never think twice, I act on instinct.

I never planned on settling down, but as soon as I saw her, I knew I'd do anything to make her mine. No one will come between us, not even the monster who brought her into my world. The thing about finding your forever, there's always someone dying to take it away.


I prayed for God to send me a savior. When I gave up hope, he sent me an angel covered in tattoos and leather. He's a bad boy that's twice my age and the only man who can give me what I've never had.

He saved me once, will he be able to do it again?

Saving His Princess is book 4 in the Steel Daggers MC series. This is a safe MC novella with a guaranteed HEA. Each book in the series is about a different couple. While you don't have to read the previous books in the series to enjoy this one, I suggest reading them in order.


To Karlee and Mary, my pack, my tribe. Without you both, the Steel Daggers MC wouldn’t be here.

Chapter One

Vince “Prince” Moretti

“Got it!” Triton shouts, standing up quickly from his desk. Rash and Jester’s heads swing in the direction of Triton who is standing in front of the printer, waiting for whatever is coming out.

“Are you going to share or … you need to go jerk it a few times before you come back and share? We’ve had nothing for hours.” Rash says crossing his arms, glaring at Triton.

“Sorry man. I’ve got the address for Steven Prescott.”

We all look at each other and wonder what the fuck he’s talking about.

“Before Holly came to Meadville, she bounced around up the east coast for six months until she landed here. I was able to trace her last known whereabouts to a town right outside of Atlanta. From what I’ve been able to piece together, she was living with a guy, Steven Prescott who she used to be uh…” Triton hesitates and rubs the back of his neck.

“Spit it out Triton. We’re big boys, we can handle it.” Jester says.

“Prescott’s her ex, they were supposed to get married, but she bolted the day of and ran off. I don’t know why, but the dude is bad news. He’s got his hands in things that would put him away for the rest of his life. I wouldn’t want to be married to a monster like that. Word is he’s been looking for her since she left.”

“So, he has her then? Let’s go. What the fuck are we waiting for?” Jester asks, grabbing for the papers in Triton’s hand.

Instead of giving them to him he looks at Pres.

“You two aren’t going in alone. The last thing we need is for your crazy asses to wind up killing everyone off and leaving a mess of evidence everywhere. I won’t have our brotherhood torn apart over this. If we’re going up against a man as dirty as him, we’re going to be smart about it.”

I nod at Pres knowing exactly what he’s going to say next.

“Rock and Prince, gear up. I want you on them until we’ve got Holly back. Triton, how’s that jet, is it ready to fly?”

Triton grins “Ready, and all gassed up Pres. I’m sure a call from you to flight control, and we could be in the air in a few hours.”

“I’ll make it one. You five get your asses moving and get to the hangar. I want you in and out.”

“And Prince?” I stop at the door and look back at him.

“If possible, keep ‘em alive, yeah?”

Saluting him, I walk out the door knowing he just asked a hell of out of me. Keeping these crazy mother fuckers in line is a hell of a task on a good day. He’s sending me to get back their woman.


The flight is just long enough to give us time to read the files Triton gave us on Steven Prescott. Holly’s ex is a dirty son of a bitch who likes to traffic women, some as young as thirteen. What Pres asked of us is getting harder to agree to.

“I can’t believe the stupid son of a bitch thought he could take her from us and there wouldn’t be any consequences.” Jester fumes while reassembling his semi-automatic.

I’ve watched Rash take apart his Beretta twice now with Jester sitting by his side.

We all knew those two were bound to happen, we’ve just been waiting for them to figure it out. Never thought It’d be a woman they’re both completely gone over to pull them together though.

Triton doesn’t bother stopping at an airport. We can’t afford the delay, and frankly, we don’t give a shit if it’s allowed or not. We aren’t planning on being here long. He flies us straight to the address and sets the plane down in the dick head’s backyard.

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