Rebel POV.When Alessa told us where the two of them are. I looked at my mom and dad and I could tell they were in disbelief. Me, not so much. I knew they would retaliate, but I didn’t think they would be that sly to go to our enemies. But now I know where Ricci and Smyth are.I told my parents to not contact them, but to wait. They didn’t like it, worried that both the kids would get themselves killed; I scoffed. They know what they are doing by going to them. They promised they would pretend not to know anything. So I have to move and fast.I went in search of Dante and Dylan. I knew what they were doing. I could hear them through the door, so I waited as much as I wanted to join them. I can’t. This is more important than me getting off right now.When I told them who we had a problem with. Dylan looked ready to commit murder. Dante looked amused. Family always betrays family. True for mine, anyway.“What are you going to do?” Dylan asks me as they both walk towards me.“We know whe
Rebel POV.We all walk towards the door and the bouncer looks at each of us with a smirk on his face. He is good looking pity he will die tonight.“You ladies here for the open night?” he asks and I look at him and smile. Placing my hands on my hips.“What do you think, sugar? Think I have what it takes?” I ask, biting my bottom lip. Seduction always works. He runs his eyes and down my body, then looks at the girls and he nods his head.“I think the crowd will go wild. Come find me later and we can have some fun.” I step up to him and look up at him through my eyelashes.“If you think you could handle all four of us, sure, why not?” I giggle as the other girls giggle, too. He smiles big, idiot. He steps aside and we walk past him when he grabs my upper arm, stopping me. I turn my head, looking at him.“Not them, just you. I would enjoy breaking you.” I smile at him. I plant my free hand on his chest.“Promises, promises. We’ll see.” He chuckles and lets me go and I wink at him and cat
Rebel POV.Staring down at the men and women as they all take out their weapons. I hold my hands up.“What are you doing?” Candy’s voice is in my ear and I know she is devising a plan to get us out of here.“Release them now!” the man in the front says to me and I cock my head to the side and look at him.“You heard him girls, let them go.” I say chuckling and the girls laugh and shove the three prisoners to the floor, grabbing their guns and we open fire. There is no finesse in this. Each bullet lands and hits the target.We move forward as more come out of adjacent rooms. What should have been a routine hit has turned into a mass slaughter. Fuck!“Girls, you need to get out in the next thirty seconds. You have inbound.” Candy says in my ear and I look at the girls and they nod as we use everything we have.“We can’t get through. We need to retreat.” I say to them when the first blast rocks the building.“GET OUT NOW!” Candy shouts, as the walls vibrate and people scream and run. We
Rebel POV.Some people say sleep on it before making a big decision, but for me. I don’t sleep on it. I do what nanna always used to say.“When you have a big decision to make, I find it helps to have a nice hot bubble bath and letting everything go. Then the answer comes to you.” I smile as I can hear her saying that to me. So that is what I’m doing.Laying in the hot bubbly water, candles, and incense lit, music playing and a bottle of bud in my hand. My eyes are closed as I think of what I need to do. The decision I have to make.I know what I’m going to do with Paddy and Alonso. They will die, but my decision involves Luna and RJ. If I kill them, then I hurt my parents and family. I go against the mafia. If I keep them alive, then I betray the MC. Why is this so difficult?Candy has been through all their phones, and the only one who didn’t have anything incriminating was RJ. There were loads of texts and emails from Luna to Alonso, Paddy, and Roman. Alonso’s son. I know Roman’s p
Rebel POV.Today is the day we say see ya later, not goodbye, because I know we will see them again. I woke up sandwiched between Dante and Dylan. We didn’t have sex last night. They both just held me as my heart broke.I am at the clubhouse. There are thousands of people here. The whole town has come out to pay their respects to the former leaders of the Princes Of Darkness MC.The compound grounds are full of bikers from other chapters. Even the mafia families are here. I see my nonna and nonno. I walk to them and they hug me tight.“Piccolo Principessa.” (Little princess) My nonno says as he hugs me to him. I fight the sob that works its way up my throat. He kisses my head as he rubs my back.“It’s ok, little one. We have missed you so much and we are so sorry.” He says, and I nod my head as I move away from his embrace. He is still strong for his age. I look at nonna and she pulls me to her to hug her again.“We love you so much, Rebel. We are so sorry for everything. I want you t
Dante POV.“It was Roman Ricci. Luna has been linked to him as well as his father and Paddy.” Alessa is giving us all the rundown after the shit show that was the funeral for Hatchet and Deanna.“Any idea where they have gone?” Antonio asks. Antonio Moretti, the head of the Moretti family, and Rebel’s grandfather asks. He, like us all, is angry. Angry that RJ is fighting for his life and his daughter Angel is beside herself, blaming herself for how her kids have turned out.I don’t disagree with her; it is as much her fault as it is Savages. They all mollycoddled Luna and RJ while they turned their backs on Rebel. Is this their karma? Yes, I’m a heartless bastard when it comes to protecting the ones I love.Rebel fainted from the stress and is still unconscious. We are having a meeting with the heads of each family and the presidents of each MC that were here today when the shit hit the fan.“No, we are searching every available camera and have contacted all the contacts we have. We w
Scythe POV.The rest of the meeting was just more of the same. As soon as it was over, Rebel got up and left. We followed behind her.“Rebel, stop.” I say to her as I catch up to her. She has her game face on and one goal only. To find them and do what she was ordered to.“Where are you going? You need to rest.” I say to her gently when Dante walks up behind her. His hand on her shoulder and I see her take a breath.“To see our friends, Paddy, and Alonso. They should know where Roman is and what Luna is planning. You heard them in there. They want Roman dead and Luna captured.” She sneers and I know she is thinking the same as me. If the roles were reversed, she would have been killed without question. This is messed up.“Then I need to head to the hospital. RJ maybe the golden boy, but he is still my brother. He was so scared of dying, I will never get the look of his face out of my head. I was the only one at that moment he saw.” She says as her face looks blank. It’s hard to watch
Rebel POV.I watch as Mischa greets both Dylan and Dante. Mischa is Ivar’s sister. She was Russian intelligence before she joined Alessa.What people don’t know is that we, the Mother’s Revenge, are not just assassins and a biker crew. We are more than that. We are assassins for the mafia; we are their go too. We are loyal to the DeAngelis family and the Volkovs.The DeAngelis family are mafia royalty, and the Volkovs are loyal to them. So anything that threatens the balance of power is handed to us. We do take other contracts as well, but when that contract is about another Don or Donna, that takes precedence over everything else.I’m not ashamed to say that I have killed a few Dons in my time with the Mother’s Revenge, but they were investigated prior to them being killed and their families exiled. The one law the mafia has is that human and sex trafficking is a no go. The rest is fair game.That is why when the contract came in for Dante. Alessa called a meeting with Cassandria and
Rebel POV.PRESENT TIME!I stay in the shadows and just watch as the seven idiots struggle with their restraints. The elevator dings and I turn my head and see Dante and Dylan rush out and stop in their tracks and I fight the chuckle that builds in my throat, seeing their faces, especially when they hear Astrid growl.Nothing puts the fear of God in someone better than seeing these monster sized beauties. Even if they are used for effect.I will say this: my captives faces were priceless when they came round and realised they weren’t were they blacked out and then to be faced with seven monsters. I think a few of them pissed themselves.The dogs got bored and have since stayed in the shadows of the room, laying down watching what is happening.I wait patiently for the rest of the group to get here, and it doesn’t take long. When I see Candy step out with her iPad, I know it’s time to have some fun.“Glad y’all could join us.” I say before I step out of the shadows. All heads in the ro
Rebel POV.FOUR HOURS PREVIOUS!Walking back into the club holding Alexei’s hand, we have decided to take them all tonight. Over the past two nights, we have gotten closer to Colton, Sara, Roman, Tyler, Karl, Scott, and Elliott.They are boring and I have had to control myself to not kill Sara where she sits. We have walked around the club watching and listening. Alexei and I never indulge in the scenes that are happening.He told them he was the only one who was allowed to touch me and we were there to observe to see what I may be comfortable with. Which makes me chuckle.One of the scenes had us both stopping, and I had to tilt my head to the side. As I watched as a woman who was naked and was strapped belly down over a bench. Her wrists and ankles cuffed to the legs of the bench, her ass and glistening pussy were exposed. She had a ball gag in her mouth as the three men all brought her to the brink with toys and caresses and then they denied her, her orgasm.They kept her on edge u
Dante POV.I swear to god above when I get my hands on Rebel; she is getting handcuffed to the bed. She has been missing now for three fucking days. Three days and no word from her or anyone. We are all in the clubhouse trying to find her.Even the Mother’s Revenge apparently don’t know where she is, which I call bullshit on. I have not slept as we have searched everywhere for her. She is like a damn ghost and it’s starting to piss me off.The clubhouse doors open with a bang and we all look up and see some huge and scary looking men enter. All of us draw our guns. Me included and the one in front walks further inside and stops as he looks me up and down.“You must be Dante Fanucci?” He says his Russian accent is thick and I look at Ryder and he steps forward.“Who are you, and why are you and your men in my clubhouse?” He spits at him as he and his men step toward this behemoth of a Russian. The Russian’s men move too until he holds his hand up, signalling them to stop.“I am here to
Rebel POV.I have ceased all comms with my family. I know Dylan is tired and upset that he has been taken away from me and Dante, but that does not give him the right to speak to me like shit. As for Dante, well, he will be pissed too. They will get over it.Since we connected the dots that Sara will be with Roman. I have had Candy search for all known associates of them both. And guess what? They have four people in common.So that is why I’m here. The four associates work in the same city and always meet up at the weekend for drinks in this very bar.I’m in full disguise and armed to the teeth. I also have with me several of the Bratva positioned inside the bar.The place is high class and definitely somewhere Sara would feel comfortable in. But this place also changes into a sex club at night. Only those with VIP membership can access that, though. I have that VIP membership. So here I am posing as someone who is interested in learning about my own sexuality and my limits when it c
Scythe POV.I would be lying if I said I didn’t miss being out on the open road again with the wind at my back and the feeling of being free. Riding my bike feels like I’m flying.But I want to be back home laying next to Rebel and Dante. But this is a must. Savage called everyone home, nomads included. Until we find Sara and now Roman.I was pissed when Dante called three days ago to tell us that Roman has gone fucking missing with his cunt sister. Why didn’t we see it sooner? Oh, that’s why because we have been chasing empty leads. Sara and Roman have both vanished, and it is pissing not only me off, but everyone. Tensions are mounting and soon enough we are all going to be pointing the finger of blame.I pull up at a gas station to refuel and stretch my legs. I have Ripper and two of the prospects with me. We have taken in more prospects with what has been going on. More men means more eyes and ears to the ground.My phone rings in my cut and I grab it out and see it’s Rebel callin
Dante POV.Rebel was released a week after she woke up. She has been resting at home, much to her disappointment. Our family room has now become base for operation. Find the bitch Sara and kill her slowly!Rebel has such a way with words. I am working alongside my family to track and find her hopefully before Rebel is at full strength, but so far it is like Sara has just vanished into thin air. Even the tech genius Candy hasn’t been able to track her. So that tells us that someone powerful is in play keeping her hidden, but who?I hear the shuffling of feet and look up from my desk and see a sleepy Rebel shuffling in her shorts, vest top, and fluffy socks. Lubov right beside her. I smile softly as I take in the woman who will be mine and Dylan’s wife. Her hair reminds me of a crazy professor sticking up in all directions.She rubs her eyes and walks towards the kitchen. I stand and follow behind her to make sure she doesn’t hurt herself. Not that she is accident prone, she is still we
Rebel POV.Wife? Fucking wife? He can’t be serious.“Wife? You married that slut? Do you have any idea what you have done, Nico?” my mom screams at him and he looks at her in shock before he looks at Sara, who is now struggling and screaming in the hold of Alessa and Skylar.“Shut up, you know what you did,” Alessa snarls at her and then just laughs at her futile attempt.“What did I do? You have all lost your fucking minds.” Sara screeches, and I step closer to her and slap her hard across the face. That felt good. I won’t lie.“Tell me what the fuck is going on and now?” Uncle Nico screams when my mom steps up to him.“Your fucking wife had the institute destroyed and Luna killed. That’s what is happening. You know the laws. She dies.” My mom speaks with so much venom in her tone and uncle Nico gasps before he shakes his head and gulps before he looks at his wife. “WHAT!” He shouts in disbelief. I roll my eyes at his outburst.“Oh well, you will love this. She is Alonso Ricci’s il
Rebel POV.We have ridden for hours and have not long gone past the Mexican border. The compound isn’t far from here. It makes it easier for my uncle to get his product over the border if he has to. It still amazes me how the Moretti’s can’t be touched by anyone. It still makes me laugh.The looks on the faces of border control when we all rolled up. They didn’t check, they just let us pass. Even though uncle Nico is the head of the Cartel. He does do work for the community and the country. He pays for homes to be built and helps those in desperate need.I never understood how he would do that, especially when he runs the drugs and guns for the family. He may be seen as a criminal just like the rest of us, but he is trying to do what is right.The reason the Moretti’s do this is simple: they can control and monitor what is bought in and who it is given to. What the buyers decide to do with it after that is not on us. Nonna explained it to me. That she was against it all, but nonno tol
Rebel POV.It was at the moment Maisie realised her mistake. She raised her gun and aimed it at me.I just scoffed and burst into side splitting laughter. She looks at me in confusion. I step closer to her until the barrel of the gun is pressed against my chest.“Go on, do it. If you don’t, you will die now for pulling that on me. I think all your colleagues here now know you are a rat. You are a disgrace to the badge. I will love nothing more than to take you to the void. I bet there are more just like you. So tell me, Agent Owens, who else is involved?” I say agent Owens, full of malice and sarcasm. She looks at me like she is looking at a psychopath. Which, given the circumstances, I am.“I don’t know what you are talking about?” she says and I tut at her and shake my head.“Now, now, don’t lie or play coy. I know who you are and I know where I have seen you before. Tell me, how long have you been an agent?” I ask not just her, but the room.“She is new to the force. Four months, g