I know it’s not your birthday, but you’ve been here a year and the anniversary cards seemed a little weird. – Doc
Nessie had been at the clubhouse for one year. There were days that it was hard to believe that it had already been a year. There were others that she questioned if it had only been a year.This morning she woke up to Knuckles kissing her and telling her happy clubhouse anniversary. She had laughed at him and thought very little about it.The girls had decorated her office and made her a cake. Several of the brothers brought her cards and trinkets to commemorate her first year. Siobhan and Toad sent her a bouquet of flowers. Brute brought her some plants for her greenhouse.She was completely overwhelmed by the outpouring of love. Three weeks later, when the kitchen celebrated one year, most of it was repeated.Trigg was supposed to host Founders Night at Pop’s Place. He called Toad and Nessie asking if she could cook. His clubhouse was willing to pAll the men are calling him Lollipop. Can I make a request for his birthday? – SiobhanA week after Evie had her twins, Alicia gave Molly his second son. A few days later, Siobhan had her third son.The clubhouse was full of baby clothes, blankets and toys. Everywhere Toad looked, there was something for a baby. And for the first time since he became president, he had no problems with it. The daycare had opened and the kids that had been hanging around were now there. Karan had moved to the daycare as the education director. Zee moved into her position of morning kitchen manager. Nessie hired more girls that were employees and not club girls. They were all thoroughly vetted through the security company. And through Dom with her connections. Even Dawg at the sheriff’s department ran checks on them. James, or Lollipop as the brothers called him now, was still working in the kitchen. He was slated to begin trade school for electrician in June. After a week of gru
They’ll call to yeh, lass. The first time will hurt like a bitch. But the first time they sing to yeh, yeh’ll forget that pain. Because what yeh’ll experience then, will make you want to die. – MoiraArrangements were made. Flight plans were approved. More guards were sent to Fort Augustus. The menus were made. Orders submitted. Karan would help if Zee or Stevie had any problems. Mia would step in if needed.They would leave early Wednesday at two in the morning. First they would drive out to Boston. Then a six-hour flight to Aberdeen. Give or take thirty minutes. More on the give side. And with time zones, it would end up closer to eleven hours. “I’ve never flown a day in my life.” Knuckles said when Toad told him how long the flights would be.“You’ll still be able to say that.” Toad said slapping him on the back. “It won’t be a full day.”If he had just been his woman’s uncle, Knuckles would have told Toad to fuck off. But he was club president. And ulti
I’ve prescribed you some pills for motion sickness, just in case. – DocThe drive to Boston was quick and uneventful. Knuckles filled the prescription that Doc gave him. He hoped that he would not need them for the long flight. So far, he had not. But they were only an hour into the flight. After Siobhan gave Gunner some herbal medicine in his bottle, he had settled down and now slept in his infant carrier. His parents and brother, along with Werewolf and his family, and Dom, Whip and Emily, sat in the main area of the private plane. A Disney princess sang about the many facets of love and family. Dom and two of the kids were the only ones still awake. If anyone asked, Dom did not know the words to any of the songs. She had a soft spot for children and the weak. A drive to protect. Knuckles lay in the large bed in the bedroom of the private plane. He had never really thought about it before, but had often heard Werewolf talking about moving clients in style.
A kist is a box, also a term for a coffin. The manor is built over the family crypt. – FionaIt was early evening when they turned off A86 just on the far side of Fort Augustus. Twenty minutes later, they left the lane and crossed under an iron arch declaring they had arrived at THE MANOR KIST. There was a lush green meadow surrounded by a forest just beginning to wake from winter. The further that they went down the gravel track, the more mystical it seemed. A looming gray stone manor came into view. Three stories with towers in each corner. Large multi pane windows that were five feet wide and twice as high. Six were on either side of the large double doors that, unlike the windows, went all the way to the ground. The grand portico of the door was so large that two additional windows were on the upper floors. Instead of going to the front, they followed Siobhan around the side of the large building.Smaller tracks led off to cottages that could be rented sho
Don’t worry about the signs. It’s on the family land. Just not part of the hotel. – NessieNessie directed Knuckles to a different tract just down the lane. After a little bit, it became nothing more than a slight path in the woods. Then it just ended.“Are yeh ready to walk?” She asked getting out of the car. Shrugging, he got out also. “What about the car?”“It will still be here in the morning.” She laughed offering a hand to him. “Come on. I’ve something to show yeh.” Knuckles accepted her hand allowing her to lead him through the woods. The birds continued to sing and he could hear other animals moving. The trail disappeared and if it was not for the woman in front of him, he knew he would be lost.“How do you know we’re going the right way?” he asked quietly, afraid that if he spoke to loudly, he would ruin the magic surrounding him.“I grew up here.” She laughed. “Plus, they guide me.”Ducking under a branch and stepping over a fallen tree, t
I know yeh don’t love her like that. But yeh can wait and watch her put on yer ring. – GramsWerewolf followed his wife, Charlotte, and kids along the forest foot path to the manor. He had thoroughly objected to being so far away. Moira told him that she would know if Nessie was in danger before he would. Fiona gave them a cottage with a suite downstairs and kids rooms upstairs. The two sets of bunk beds in each room meant that all four kids had a top bunk. Fourteen-year-old Colton stopped on the trail and waited for his dad.“What’s up?” Werewolf asked putting his arm around his son’s shoulders. It did not seem like that long ago that we were bringing him home from the hospital. Now he had a light five o’clock shadow. “This is really cool, dad.” Colton said. “I’m glad we got to come.”“You better thank Nessie. She insisted that you guys come.” He told his son as he scanned the car park for the Land Rover. “She doesn’t seem very upset about her grandmother
It’s a sisterhood of others like us. I’m lumping myself in there since I’m the only mon. – Papa Dean“You’re not part of the Coven,” Siobhan had told the Saints, “You’re not invited.”Werewolf asked Grandmother Olivia about sending escorts. Dom asked if she could go since she was female. Whip asked if Knuckles could go. Toad knew better and Knuckles had not been seen since breakfast. “I’ll make a concession.” Grandmother Olivia finally said as the Coven gathered near the tree line. “I’ll allow one of yer men to go, but I choose who it is. Do yeh agree?”Dom and Werewolf agreed although they both felt as though they were being duped. The women of the Coven wore simple white linen sheath dresses and wool cloaks with their family’s tartan. Papa Dean wore a cotton shirt and kilt with the Urquhart tartan. None wore shoes. They all wore silver necklaces with intricate knot medallions.Knuckles and Nessie approached from their cottage hand in hand. She also wore a
Take the dress with yeh when yeh go home. His family will want to see yeh married also. – Nana BeeFiona opened the door to the small cottage that her daughter and Knuckles were staying in. The other Saints, Siobhan, Nana Bee, Emily and Charlotte followed her in. To the right of the front door was a small breakfast nook that led into a full open kitchen. To the left was a sitting area with an L-shaped gray couch and wooden rocking chair. Against the wall separating the single bedroom from the rest of the cottage, was a smart TV. A bookcase sat under it, filled with books about Scotland, the loch, local villages and landmarks and of course, Nessie, the monster not the woman.The far wall had floor to ceiling windows. In the center was a tall set of glass French doors with a transom above the doors. The transom held a stained-glass window of the Loch Ness Monster. The doors opened out to a private patio with lounge chairs and a low fireplace. The patio and cottage ma