Werewolf, I need to talk to you. – Knuckles
Knuckles went to Karan after his meeting with Werewolf. A meeting that went for over two hours. Two hours. The meeting lasted longer than the time that Werewolf finally agreed to.Ninety minutes.He had ninety minutes tomorrow night. After a call to Siobhan, she emailed recipes to Mia. For the first time in years, Nessie would have a traditional Scottish meal that she didn’t have to cook.Karan opened the door to her room and looked surprised at seeing Knuckles. Stepping back, she let him in and closed the door behind him.“Let me clear off the bed.” She said and he realized that she must be in class.“I’m not here for that.” He clarified. “I would never do that to my brother.”“I didn’t know that anyone knew.” She mumbled.“When was the last time that you were with one of the brothers without Cookie?”She looked away without answering.“I know about his appetites. I’ve shared a woman with him beI’m going to punch the next asshole that fucking asks me about the damned date. – WerewolfThere were more people for Friday night dinner than usual. Even members from the other clubhouses were there. After an hour, Nessie locked herself in the room with her latest novel. Around nine, Knuckles let himself into the room bringing a bowl of chocolate cake with vanilla ice cream and raspberry sauce. “Hey babe.” He sat on the couch and held a spoon out to her. “Are you hiding from me too?”“No. Not yet.” She said shifting so he could slide behind her and settle in the corner. He kissed her neck before scooping up some ice cream. “The guys mean well. But we’re fucking idiots. Even more when it comes to our woman.”“Yeh know that I can’t…”“I know.” He said getting some cake. “Tell me about the stones.”“Yeh know Stonehenge?” Nessie asked and he gave an mm-hmm around his cake. “It’s the most popular, but not the only one. One wasn’t far from where I lived. The
Dani Li volunteered to be the waitress. You guys have a great night. Tip not needed. – MiaNessie stood in Karan’s room looking at herself in the mirror. She couldn’t think of the last time she was this dressed up. Even with Bradley she didn’t dress up like this.Her long fire red hair was in a loose French braid with curled tendrils framing her face. Karan had done her makeup accentuating her sapphire eyes and heart shaped lips. She even liked the way her light dusting of freckles looked. The dress was a shimmering blue that clung to her figure and ended mid thigh. The cowl neck hung low without being low-cut, remaining modest while also being sexy. The long sleeves ended just above her wrists where she wore multiple silver bangles of varying sizes and styles. Her legs were covered in black hosiery with a seam going up the back. The thigh highs required no garter belt leaving nothing but sleek lines. Silver and blue shoes with red sole bottoms and four-inch heels
Your secret is safe with me. My romantic asshole. – Charlotte“What about yeh? What was it like growing up a Saint?”He went through his childhood; the good and bad. His aunt, uncle and cousins being shot. Taz surviving and moving in with them. All the things that he got away with because his dad was a Saint. The constant fighting between the three kids. His mother being caught in crossfire during a robbery at a convenient store. Losing a second mom sent Taz down a deep spiral of self destruction. Pulling herself out after the rape. He barely mentioned him killing Stinger. They had discussed it before, there was nothing more to tell.Knuckles told her about Scrapper and how much he had finally started to mature over the past year or so. He was pretty sure that his brother had a woman that he was getting serious about. Maybe that was why he was growing up. Nessie smiled knowingly, but said nothing. It was not her place to tell someone else’s story. He told
We’ve all been there. We want to know if you’ve been there yet. – KaranThe next morning the girls arrived in the kitchen earlier than usual. The brothers did too. As the dining hall began to fill, Karan picked up Knuckles plate and coffee and motioned for him to follow. “We can’t question her about the big date and anything after if you’re sitting in there.” Karan said setting the plate and coffee down. “You too, Cookie. I’ll bring you a plate. And you already know that she’s going to decline your proposal.”James laughed as he sat across from Knuckles and a surly Cookie joined them. “Anything happen afterwards?”“Nope.” Knuckles said tucking back into his breakfast. “Don’t think I could go that long without getting laid.” Cookie grumbled as he watched Karan getting his plate together through the window. “I think you’re proposing to the wrong woman.” Knuckles advised. Cookie glared at him as Karan brought the plate over and placed it on the table. Sh
Yeh'll know when. Come home. It will end soon after. – GramsKnuckles restrained himself and only defended himself against James. Toad called for Cookie and Sledge to separate them. Nessie went to Knuckles and snuggled against him. He tugged against Sledges grip and wrapped his arms around her. “She’s made her decision. He has my blessing and Grams. And if you think that being my son is going to save you from punishment, you’re a fucking idiot.”“I can’t watch her throw her life away!” James yelled. “What life?” Nessie yelled back as she turned to face her cousin. Knuckles rubbed his hands up and down her arms trying to calm her. “What fecking life do yeh think I have? I spent six months on the run waiting for bones to heal. I had to have surgery to set me arm. I’ve been here for nearly a year and yesterday was the fifth time I’ve left the compound.”Tears filled her eyes and slipped down her cheeks unchecked. Knuckles pulled her back to his chest and
Heard what happened, take the day. Let me know if you need tomorrow. – WerewolfKnuckles lay on the bed with Nessie asleep on his shoulder. He knew that the brothers had heard her screaming at night. Before they had started sleeping together, he had heard it. He had been the one to force her door open to make sure that she was okay. After that night, her door was never locked at night.Cameras were added the next day as a precaution. Whoever was on screen duty was to always have a camera on her. At first, there were no exceptions. When she and Knuckles started getting serious, he became the one exception. He had only turned them off once. They turned audio off the majority of the time. He knew that the club was aware that nothing was going on between them. It was hard to hide that fact when someone always saw what was going on. The majority of the club had heard her screaming herself awake, her whimpering in her sleep. They had seen her be startled into a pani
I was trying to protect her. Someone needs to. – JamesJames knocked lightly on his dad’s door. Toad barely looked up from his phone call and just pointed to a chair. The son sat in the chair and reached for the rubix cube and his dad shook his head. It was another ten minutes before he hung up the phone. “Close the door.”James started to stand only to discover Werewolf in the doorway. The large man came into the office and closed the door before making his way to the couch. “He’s taking her out to the greenhouse to pick plants.” Werewolf said as he sat down and handed the file folder over to his president. “What you are about to learn, stays here. You mention it, and it won’t be any of us that you have to worry about.” Toad warned. “Your mother finally has a daughter, and she is not happy with her son right now.”James nodded and then accepted the file folder from his dad. Inside were pictures of Nessie from when Khan and Arnold snatched her in Germany.
It’s my choice, not yours. Deal with it. – Havi“What’s going on?” Toad asked sitting back down and pulling out his whiskey. “The decoy for Nessie was shot at last night, morning for us.” Came the answer as Werewolf grabbed sodas out of the mini fridge. “Is she okay?” the president asked as he poured whiskey into two travel mugs.“They missed and she was Israeli special forces, I’ll let you guess what Havi had to say about them.” They tapped their mugs together in cheers and both took deep drinks.“Havi? I think I met her a few years back.” Toad said topping off his drink. “She was here for another job. Her and Dom did not get along. At all.”“Yeah. I remember all that now. It was before Whip. Who was she with then?” Toad leaned back in his chair and propped his boots on the corner of the desk. “Tammy? Tommy? Hell, tits or dick?”“Tits, I think. Tory?” he imitated his presidents pose from the couch. “Pretty sure it started with a T. Tiffany?”