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
Luna POV.When Roman said his mother could help us escape, I was expecting somewhere warm, with white sand beaches and a cocktail in my hand. Not this.Not sitting in a cold country, that is dull and grey. I mean, are these people even English? I can’t understand what they are saying. When Roman came for me, we flew here to see his mom. They were her men he used to get us out, the same men who killed nanna and pop-pop, apparently. I only found that out when we boarded the private jet.He told me we would be safe here, in this horrible country. If I had known, he would bring me here. I would have stayed with Rebel. Anything is better than here. Like seriously, is it ever sunny? No wonder everyone here is pale and grouchy. They need sun, not rain. That is all we have had since we landed here. Fucking rain and wind.“Luna, my mom wants to see us now,” Roman says to me and I sit up and grab the hat and gloves and put them on. Even with the heating on, it’s still cold. Apparently this is t
Dante POV.My aunt? My aunty Vittoria, the same aunty that ran away over twenty years ago? No, I refuse to believe this. I look at Alonso.“You were the man she ran from my family for?” I say to him as I step forward. He looks at me through is one good eye.“Yes, but believe it or not, I loved her. I still do. But she had a belief that what I was doing to feed us, clothe us and to keep a roof over our heads was immoral and wrong.” I clench my fists, my teeth grind and feel like they will break.“You trafficking women and girls is wrong and immoral. So tell me Alonso. Why go after me? We are family.” I say even though the words feel like acid on my tongue. I feel sick to think I am related to this fucker. My brain kicks in. That means Roman is my great nephew. Oh, this just keeps getting better and better.“Because I couldn’t stand the thought of a Fanucci doing what I do, but legally, you made more money. It came easily to you. Not for me, I had to fight, steal, bribe to get where I a
Rebel POV.All I want to do is climb into bed and just have some normalcy. But the life of an assassin is never cut and dry. It is not for the fainthearted. You are constantly on edge, waiting for shit to pop off.After we spoke to Vittoria, we headed back to the compound. I need to speak to my parents and grandparents. I have already told them all I need to speak to them. Hopefully, they are all there waiting for our return.I could tell them over the phone, but this conversation is better in person. Dante has said he will speak to his nonno about Vittoria and where she is. I have also spoken to the pres of the Daughters Of Chaos. Her name is Whitney Stone.The Daughters Of Chaos are not one percenters like our club, they do more good in their community. They do charity drives and runs; they help victims of Domestic Violence and keep crime off their streets. They help fund local shelters, hospitals, and schools. But don’t let that fool you. Whitney and her crew can fight and kill lik
Rebel POV.I walk the corridors of the hospital. The scent of disinfectant invades my nose. It’s me and dad as we walk towards the room where my baby brother is. Mom is with him and hasn’t left his side since he was shot.My dad has hold of my hand. The closer we get, the harder I squeeze. Why do I feel like I’m being set up? I know that is illogical because they wouldn’t do that to me, not after everything that has happened.“He is in there with your mom,” he says and I didn’t realise we had stopped by a door. I look at him and nod my head. I take a breath to prepare myself for what is behind the door.I open the door and there he is. Ryder-Junior. He looks so weak and small. He is laying asleep on the bed, with tubes coming out of his arm and a monitor at his side. Mom is asleep with her head on the bed and her hand in his.He opens his eyes and I smile softly at him. I walk further into the room as I move to the opposite side of the bed.“Hey RJ, I’m happy to see you awake.” I whis
Harmony POV.After showing uncle Nico the lot that will have the bar. I received a call from momma. She told me to try to get in touch with Maverick, as he wasn’t answering his phone. I told her I knew where he was and quickly got to my SUV.I tried to call him but it just rang out so I called momma back and she told me that Felicity was seen in town. My hands gripped the steering wheel hard, and I growled, thinking about poor Melody.I drive like the hounds of hell were chasing me down as I skidded to a stop on the opposite side of the school parking lot.I jumped out of the SUV and ran as I saw Maverick. I called out to him as I got in front of him, then but he looked from me to whoever was behind me. Then I heard her voice. It was high pitched and whiny.I slowly turned to face her and got the first glimpse of this disgusting woman.“Oh Outlaw, is this your little girlfriend?” She chuckled as I positioned myself in front of Maverick. Oh, lady, you have no idea who you are trying to
Maverick POV.It has been six weeks since I was welcomed into the Princes Of Darkness. As a welcome gift for Melody, because she loves being on the back of my bike. The club ladies had her own leathers and helmet custom made.She even has her own little cut, like all the kids do. It says Property Of The Little Devil’s Of The Princess Of Darkness MC. A way for the kids to feel like they are important and do belong to a wider family.Then one day we left the house to get her to school and saw a new truck parked in the driveway with a massive red bow attached to the hood with a card under the windshield wiper.I chuckle as I remember what it said. Welcome to POD. I thought you and Melody would like this truck for when the weather changes. Drive carefully.I smile, knowing who it was that had the cage bought here. Harmony. There was even a booster seat in the front passenger for Melody. It’s a nice truck. All shiny and black and I know it is armoured. There were even a few toys and bags o
Harmony POV.I do a happy dance as I leave the conference room with my momma behind me.“You did it, baby. We are so proud of you.” Momma hugs me and we both squeal, jumping up and down together.My family are my biggest supporters and are always pushing Harry and me to always do our best.“Miss Harmony, miss Harmony.” I pull away from my momma and we both look down, seeing Melody.“Hi honey, are you ok?” I ask her as I move to look at her and she is beautiful. I can’t believe her mom just gave her away. I could never do something like that. But from what momma said, it was the right decision for her. She would have been in so much danger because of her mom.“Yup, I had fun at story time with my daddy today. It was fun.” She jumps and down full of energy and I smile at her and momma chuckles.“I’m so glad you had a fun time. Did you make new friends?” I ask her, and she smiles and nods her head. God, she is so adorable. I just want to scoop her up and cuddle her all day.“Uh-huh. I ma
Maverick POV.Being part of a club is going to take some getting used to. I have been a nomad for the past six years, just roaming the country and living my life. Searching for something. That piece of me that is missing.I didn’t know about Melody. If I had known sooner, I would have taken her sooner. Her bitch of a mother, if you can call her that, was neglecting her. The club she was part of should have protected her, but they didn’t. The Sons Of Hades.The word was that the club was in dire straits. They were selling their club whores, pimping them out, beating them into submission. I don’t even want to think about what they would have done with Melody if I had never found out about her.I was in a different territory when I heard the whispers about that club. They weren’t always like that. They were successful, but something happened and they declined rapidly. They asked for help from The Princes Of Darkness and was declined that help.Dylan got word to me of a child who looked l
Harmony POV.Today has been productive. Not only did I manage to get my latest book finished, I also went over the design plans for the bar. That’s if the club let it pass tonight. I know they will because they love me.I walk up the steps to the familiar clubhouse, which is my second home, and open the doors into the main room. I see the members milling about, drinking and playing bar games.“Hey Harmy.” I roll my eyes and walk into the open arms of uncle Hound. He is one of my favourites. He is always getting into some kind of trouble and he is hilarious. All the brothers and their ole ladies are my aunts and uncles.“Houndy, what are you up to?” I ask as I squeeze him and he sighs and I know the answer.“Club business.” We both say at the same time, and he chuckles and I smile up at him.“It is always club business. You staying out of trouble, at least?” I ask when he slings his arm over my shoulder and we both walk towards the bar. I don’t drink, so the prospect knows to give me s
Harmony POV.“Harmony, don’t forget we will be at the clubhouse when you finish work.” I stop walking out of the door and look at my momma, Rebel.“I know, momma, I will be there. Gotta run, love you.” I wave at her as I walk out of the door with my purse crossed over my chest as I walk to my car with my laptop and files.It has been fun growing up in the MC, especially with a family like mine. Harry and I are legacy children. We are both part of the biggest and most feared family in the country. I am twenty and Harry is twenty-five.We are part of the Moretti-Jacksons. My momma is the heir to the DeNucci family, my dads yes you heard that right, I have more than one. One is Dante Fanucci, and he is a mafia Don and owns numerous businesses. Then you have my other dad who is Dylan Scythe Steele, who is the acting president of the Prince Of Darkness MC.My nanna is Angel Moretti. She is the child of Antonio and Teagan Moretti. Then you have my pop-pop Ryder Savage Jackson, who was the p
Rebel POV.FIVE YEARS LATER!I’m sitting on the patio with my mom as I watch Harry sitting in front of my dad as he rides around the bike track that trails around the mansion.“Momma, look it. Look momma.” I chuckle as I smile at him. My dad smiles at me as he rides slowly past us. Harry squealing with delight through his helmet.“I see baby, good job, my brave little man.” I call after him as I rub my growing belly.“He is so precious, you all have done an excellent job at raising him, Rebel. He is so polite and caring, but he has that adventurous and rebellious side to him, too.” Mom says, chuckling as she pours us both some lemonade. As we both watch Harry with my dad.Mom and dad have now retired, well sort of. RJ is now the prez of The Princes Of Darkness and has been for the past two years. So far, he is doing an amazing job. So mom and dad spend a lot of time here with me. RJ is still single and is concentrating on our family and the MC.Our relationship has improved immensely
Rebel POV.Seven months. It has been seven months since I told them I was pregnant. I only have two weeks left and my feet are killing me and so is my back.I have this duck pregnancy waddle down. Even Lubov rolls her eyes when I’m waddling through the house. But she doesn’t leave my side.For the last month, Dante has been working from home and Dylan and refused to go on any runs in case I go early. Which, with the size of me, is a damn possibility.I huff and puff as I stand up and waddle to the bathroom. I have lost count of how many times I have been for a pee today. The baby, which is a boy, is head butting my bladder. Like seriously Son my bladder is not a football.After my nervous announcement, Dylan, and Dante both dropped to their knees and proposed to me. Given the laws, I agreed to marry Dylan. But Dante is still my husband. We were married in the clubhouse and it was a great day. My mom cried when we told them I was pregnant and we were getting married. She and the other
Dante POV.It has been just over six months since the whole fiasco with Rebel escaping and running off to get Sara and Roman.The five men that were dropped into the custody of the FBI and RICO have gone to trial, rushed, of course. Then again, anything that concerns the Moretti’s is always dealt with swiftly and all five were found guilty of human and sex trafficking, misappropriation of the trade secrets, operating venues without the proper licenses, embezzlement, and money laundering.It is safe to say their stays in the maximum security penitentiary are not pleasant. Antonio and my nonno are making sure of that.Zia Vittoria came home, and we buried Roman as a family. She understood what needed to be done and has blamed herself ever since; we are all working with her in her grief.RJ is keeping his head down and is a lot more active in the running of the Princes Of Darkness. Dylan aka Scythe will be RJ’s VP when the time comes. We all sat down and Rebel convinced him to go back to