Ruin
She was fucking gone by the time I got back to her father’s house. And the old man hadn’t even noticed. Even sober he was beyond useless.
And she had left in a hurry. Half of her belongings were still strewn around her old childhood room.
She had left even after saying she wouldn’t.
But then wasn’t that what she was good at? Leaving? She always fucking left.
But hadn’t I known she would, deep down? I had suspected she was planning something when she went from annoyingly argumentative to sex kitten who was all sweetness and light. It made me suspect she had been trying to seduce me so she could leave when I passed out asleep.
I wouldn’t put it past her.
“What do you mean you don’t know when she left?” I rounded on the old man with a snarl. Cutter didn’t even raise his eyes to me, just sipped at his crappy coffee. “How can you not know?”
“Because she’s an adult Ruin, a grown-ass woman. She can come and go as she likes.” Finally, his eyes met mine and there was hatred in them. Hatred I hadn’t seen for many years. Thirteen to be exact.
“Fuck off.” I turned from him in disgust. She couldn’t have that much of a head start on me, I had only been gone three hours. If I called in a few favours I would be able to find her.
Hopefully.
I was scrolling through my contacts when the screen lit up.
Truth.
“Brother.” I sighed. “This best be important. I’m kind of up to my eyeballs in shit right now.” No
Matter what was going on in my private life I still had to take club calls. Truth was on the road if he was calling it meant something had gone wrong. And I didn’t have time to deal with it now if I had any chance of catching up with Avery and Parker.
Did she really think so little of me? But I knew the answer to that. Of course, she did. She had no reason to trust me when I said I would look after them both.
She had left to try and protect the kid. I respected that. It made me furious but I respected it.
“I’m with Avery.” His voice was deadpan and rage flooded through every atom of my body. Why did he mean he was with Avery? Like they had run off together? “What the fuck do you mean by that? I swear…”
“Not interested in her at all are you brother? I knew you were full of shit. But I mean I’m with her because I ran into her.”
I forced my shoulders to relax. They weren’t together. Not like my jealous ass had first thought anyway.
Me, jealous? It was a new feeling for me.
“Is she ok? Where are you?” I was already moving towards the door. But his next words made me freeze.
“No she’s not Ruin, she a fucking mess.” He paused for a moment and I felt his next words like a punch to the gut. “Parker’s missing. It looks like someone took him.”
***
It was easy to spot her, she was the one that the people passing were glancing at with sympathetic smiles and hushed whispers.
Avery was huddled down on the plastic chair someone had got for her, curled up on herself as the police around her busied themselves.
I hated that they were there but I didn’t blame her for phoning them. It would have been any mother’s instinct to call them. She had been away from the club for so long, it wasn’t any surprise that she forgot that we dealt with things ourselves.
At least Truth was still with her, hovering at her shoulder like some overgrown bodyguard.
It was Truth that saw me first, his chin tilted up in greeting but he shook his head softly. A plain warning on his face. He didn’t have to say anything.
I had to behave.
“I’m sorry but you can’t come ….” The young constable stepped into my way and for a second I stared down and the younger smaller man cowered.
Did he really think he was going to be able to stop me?
“That’s my old lady. My kid that’s missing….” I made a move to push past him and again he stepped into my way. His eyes trailing down the worn denim of my jeans before settling on the leather on my back. His lip curled. I knew what he saw. He didn’t believe me. And I didn’t blame him. Avery didn’t look like a typical old lady.
She wasn’t even my old lady. Not really.
Not yet anyway.
“Get out of my way….” there was no mistaking the warning in my voice. Avery’s head shot up and there was nothing but misery on her face. “Ruin?” For a heartbeat she seemed confused and then she was stumbling to her feet, half running and half falling into my waiting arms.
And they were waiting for her. I pulled her in close, one hand on the small of her back and the other smoothing back her dark hair. “Ruin.” She sobbed against my hoody, wetting it with her tears and god knows what else. Not that any of that mattered.
“It’s ok baby I’m here.” I pressed a kiss to her head, ignoring the looks people were giving us. Ignoring the look Truth was giving us. I probably owed him an explanation but not now. He would have to wait. “I’m here.” I tilted her chin up with my fingers. And not caring that we were causing a scene or that her face was covered in snot I kissed her.
Behind me, someone cleared his throat, loudly and I pulled away. “Tell me what happened?”
Instead of words, another sob escaped her lips when she opened her mouth. I had seen her broken before but never like this. This wasn’t broken, this was gone. “Truth?”
“Yes, brother?” He strode forward and if he was disappointed to see the woman he had eyes for in my arms, it didn’t show on his face.
“Want to fill me in?” I stroked down her back again and again as he spoke. And then I nodded.
It didn’t look good, not that I could say any of that out loud. Not without freaking her out even more. And that was the last thing I wanted to do.
“Wicked and some of the others are on their way…”
He nodded once. He understood I didn’t need to elaborate. He would relay all the information to them. And they would get to work. If anyone could find Parker they would.
“Don’t forget to put feelers out about her husband,” I added.
“Husband? You said she was your woman?” A middle-aged man with a gut said sharply and I turned to him with a snarl. “Soon to be ex-husband. She is my woman.”
“I am not your woman Ruin.” She mumbled into my chest and I couldn’t help but smile. Arguing, maybe she wasn’t totally hysterical after all. “Hush now woman.” I pressed her head back against my chest and she didn’t fight against it.
“Is her husband happy about this separation?”
“No, he …..” She hiccuped, her hand wiping across her face angrily. “No, he doesn’t think we should separate at all but….”
“But you decided to rough it?” Grey eyebrows quirked upwards and I wanted to smash the smug look straight off his face. On any other day I wouldn’t have hesitated but today I couldn’t risk being locked up. I couldn’t find Parker if I was in a cell.
“My husband wouldn’t have done this. He’s many things but he loves Parker….” She didn’t sound sure though. Would her husband have really kidnapped Parker to get back at her? Was he that petty?
“People do crazy things when they are losing their families. But even if he isn’t involved we will need to speak to him if he’s the boy's father.”
Avery shot a glance up at me, no doubt waiting for me to explode in anger. “It’s ok baby,” I whispered it into her hair. I hated it but I wouldn’t bite.
“I’ll get you his details.” She sounded resigned. I knew she had been running from him. That she was afraid of him but for Parker, she was going to have to be strong. And she knew it. I watched as her shoulders straightened. “But I’m telling you now that he won’t be involved.” She moved out of my arms but turned back at the last second, her hand reaching for my arm and her eyes pleading. “Ruin?”
“I’ll be right here baby, just like I said I would be.”
***
They let me take her home four hours later. And the entire drive home, I drove her car, instead of her being at my back because let’s be honest we would have crashed, she was silent. Curled up around her knees and staring out the window. There were no more tears though although I had a feeling that was because she had nothing left to cry out.
Either way, her silence was torture. I knew she was hurting but I wanted my mouthy, sarcastic Avery back. I missed her sharp tongue.
“He's going to be fine Avery.”My hands tightened on the steering wheel as I waited for her to answer me. She didn't turn, her eyes didn't even flick in my direction.
” I know.” she didn't sound sure though. She sounded dead.
”Baby I promise you.” I had never meant anything more in my entire life. He was my son as well. I might not know him but I wasn’t about to let some scum take away my chance to get to know him.
“What can you do Ruin?”
I let my eyes settle on her. “You forget who I am, hell Avery you forget who you are. We will get him back.”
She nodded once. “We will need to tell the club…,” She sounded unsure again.
“The club mostly knows and the others won’t care.” I was trying to be as honest as I could but without freaking her out. “He’s my son Avery.”
“Ok.” Her eyes skirted away, her entire concentration on the wet empty road in front of us. Instead of me.
“And you’re my woman.” I let my lips twitch as she jerked.
“Ruin….” She shook her head. But she didn’t argue. So I was taking that as a win.
AveryThis was a bad idea. As soon as I saw the bikes outside my father's house I started having second thoughts. It was one thing telling them all that thirteen years ago they had kicked me out with Ruins baby growing in my belly. Most of them had already guessed that anyway. It was totally another to walk in next to him. My hand in his. And I knew he would want to touch me because he hadn’t let go of my hand since our earlier conversation. His woman, though? He had some nerve after everything that had happened between us but I would have been lying if I said it didn’t send goosebumps down my body. And it had nothing to do with our past. My body reacted to Ruin like it craved him. There could be o denying we wanted each other.It was just when he opened his annoying mouth that I couldn’t stand him.But I would do whatever it took to get my child back. Because if my ex didn’t have him, it didn’t bear thinking about. I just wanted Parker back. And I would do whatever it took to mak
RuinMy bike pulled in behind the sleek silver sedan at almost the same time, you didn’t need to be a rocket scientist to know who the man driving it was.Avery’s husband.Ex-husband or soon to be, I reminded myself as I swung my leg over the bike. My eyes narrowing as I squinted into the car, all pretty futile with the darkly tinted windows. And somehow the fact I couldn't see him made me so angry it was a struggle not to drag him from the car just so I could see who had been sleeping next to Avery every night and bringing up my son for the last god knows how many years. Not that I could do any of that. But it was tempting. “Ruin.” Avery took a step out of the front door and froze as she caught sight of the car in front of me. The man who stepped out looked back over his shoulder and his clean-cut face broke into a wide grin. Like he was honest to god pleased to see me. “Hello, Ava.” His voice was deep, a rumbling of an accent making it thick although I couldn’t quite place it. I
Avery Sandra Briel…. the name echoed in my head. I knew that name. I knew it well. A scream ripped from my throat as I launched myself at my husband, my hands morphed into claws. I wanted to rip my nails down his face, gauge out his eyes with my fingers. Ruin was too slow to stop me, but only because no one expected me to go on the attack. They were all so used to timid Avery. But I wasn’t timid, I wasn’t beat and I most definitely wasn’t out. I would fight with everything I had for my son.I had barely touched him when strong arms caught me around the waist, lifting me bodily away and it was just as well. Deans closed fist missed my cheek by an inch as Wicked swung me away. It landed in Ruins hand with a sickening thump. And I knew that was all the excuse he needed. “Did you just try and hit her, you son of a bitch?” Spit flew from his mouth. “Did you try and punch my fucking old lady?”I struggled against Wickeds iron-like grip. Not because I wanted to save Dean from the beat d
Colton-ThenHow I kept from drooling I don’t know because she was damn drool-worthy. Every damn time she tried to take things further and I turned her down I doubted my own sanity.I had never been one to turn down good pussy before but there was just something about Ava that I just couldn’t get enough of. And I was afraid fucking her would put an end to our time together. I didn’t do relationships, I was a fuck them and leave them kind of guy. I just wasn’t sure I was quite ready to not see her every day.Although I knew that day was coming. And soon. I was being called back to the club. It wasn’t even like I could take her back with me. She wasn’t the kind of girl who had been brought up around the kind of men I classed as brothers. She was good and I was… well I was many things but good wasn’t one of them. As much as I wanted to keep her and have her ride at my back I couldn’t. Even if she was ok with my life I knew I couldn’t. I had responsibilities, ones I hated more than anyt
AveryI woke with the most glorious of aches between my legs. I felt like I had been thoroughly used. Thoroughly and obscenely used, I grinned. My hand reaching across the narrow mattress for him. After last night I was more than eager for round two.Or maybe it was round three. I had kind of lost track What with all the orgasms.My hand came up empty. The sheets that were tangled around me were empty. Empty and cold.Ruin wasn’t in bed with me. He hadn’t been in bed with me for a while.“Son of a bitch.” Humiliation heated my cheeks as I sat up, scrambling to find my discarded clothes where they had been strewn across the floor in our haste to get as naked as possible as quickly as possible.Had he left without a word because that’s what I had done all those years ago? Or was I just being paranoid? I knew it was more than likely the latter, I just couldn’t help it. My brain always went to the worst possible outcome. It was only then that I heard it. An incessant buzzing sound. My ph
Ruin“Hello?” Brown eyes lifted to mine and the first thing I noticed was how similar to Averys her eyes were. And it wasn’t just her eyes either. The brown hair, although shorter was the exact same shade. She was dressed casually, a baggy T-shirt over yoga pants. But it wasn’t her casual outfit or the fact that she looked so much like Avery that took me by surprise. It was the bewilderment on her face as she looked up at me. Like she was confused to see three huge bikers on her doorstep on a Sunday afternoon. “Can I help you?”“You’re Sandra Briel?” Uncertain I threw a glance behind me, meeting Wickeds puzzled expression with one of my own. If this was the wrong house, it would mean we had lost hours. Not only that but we would have traumatised the poor woman in front of us.“Yes…” Her eyes darted to Wicked and then skirted behind him to Truth who hovered by the bikes and her face paled. “Is there something wrong?”She wasn’t acting like I expected her to act. Why wasn’t she thro
Colton -Then“Get out of bed you lazy fuck.” I came too slowly, my eyes only popping open when a large hand slapped my naked ass. It wasn’t Ava’s hand. The realisation made me bolt upright in the bed, scrambling to pull the sheets up. Not to cover my modest, I didn’t give a fuck about that but to cover her.I doubted she would want to be ogled by a bunch of rowdy bikers who had no doubt just finished partying.The bed next to me was empty. The room wasn’t empty, it was full of my brothers mulling around stinking of liquor and weed. But Ava was nowhere. Absolutely fucking nowhere.My eyes drifted towards the door of the bathroom. I could hear water from behind the closed door and a sigh of relief left my lips as I headed towards it as naked as the day I was born.“Will you lots piss off and….” I was about to tell them I wanted more time with Ava when the door opened. It wasn’t Ava that walked out of the small bathroom though. It was my closest friend. Who since he had patched in w
RuinShe was gone, and she hadn’t even put up a fight. Her room was exactly the same as when I had left it. Her dirty clothes strewn across the floor. The bedsheets in disarray. Lifting the pillow to my face I sucked in a breath. It still smelt like her. How was it possible that she could be everywhere, like a damn ghost haunting the home of her childhood? And yet be nowhere at all.Avery was gone. The only thing that was out of place in the entire house was the bleeding old man I had left in a crumpled heap in the living room.Cutter. I had trusted him to keep her safe. Because I had known… I HAD KNOWN SHE WAS IN DANGER. I hadn’t known where it would could from but I should have followed my gut and stayed with her. My instincts had told me to, and they were rarely wrong. I always followed my instincts which was why I was sergeant at arms. A position I had been given on my own merit and not because my father was President. Everyone knew I was the real brains behind the Black Aces a