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
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
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
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.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.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.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
Harmony POV.The closer I get to the building, I can hear music and the laughter of the people inside. I grip the gun in my hand and scan the surrounding area.There is a screen door and I can see both Melody and James sitting against a wall. Melody is comforting James, and I smile at this. She doesn’t look scared, but James is terrified.I could grab them from here, but I know that the screen door is going to make noise. They always do. So I duck down and walk around the building hidden by the trees and overgrowth. I see a window. I look at Mav and make the signal pointing to my eyes, then to the window. He nods once and I sneak to the window.I listen for any sound coming from the room and it’s quiet. I grip the window ledge and do a quick glance. Empty and I can see Melody’s head. I look from her to the room in front of her. There are men and woman drinking and doing drugs. But no one is paying attention to the kids.I drop back down and crouch again.“Ok, the room is empty. The me
Harry POV.I know she hated the looks everyone was giving her. The look of pity. Sophie is strong, resilient. She doesn’t need their pity. I can see it in my girl, she is fierce. When she asked me about a boxing gym, I swear my heart stuttered and my cock twitched.My girl knows how to defence herself. Hell, I can just see her now. In the ring, throwing strong accurate punches at her opponent. Ok, Harry stop. Before you rip your pants.I jog down the steps of the clubhouse back to the cage and grab her bags and mine out before locking the cage and walking back towards the steps.“Yo, Wild Child. What’s with all the lovey dovey shit? Don’t you usually just fuck and dump?” One of the newer guys asks with a chuckle and I look at him. Stone is his name, and he is one of Lucky’s members.Lucky will be starting his MC soon. He has decided to name it Hell’s Redemption MC. He said he and his men needed their redemption after allowing his father to do all the nasty shit he did. He blames himse
Sophie POV.I burst into tears when Harry told me he loves me. It wasn’t because it was too soon. It was simply because the last person who told me they loved me was my mom when I won the last dance competition before she died.Harry just held me and didn’t say anything. That was just over an hour ago. Now we are heading to the clubhouse of the Princes Of Darkness MC. I keep looking out of the window at every man I see. Hoping that my father and brother have slithered back under the rock they crawled out of.I may be trying to act tough, but inside I’m shaking, waiting to see them just casually walking the streets. But nothing. Maybe they have already been found? Maybe they decided I wasn’t worth all the trouble? No, that’s not it. Father told me he had sold me to some man. So no doubt they will be back to collect on that. But for now, I can not show I’m worried about it.I have lived with fear since the first day he beat me. But I’m an adult, for Christ’s sake. I will not hide anymor
Sophie POV.It has been so strange to me to have someone willing to look after me. Harry, his mom and his dads have been wonderful. It has been nearly a week since I was attacked by my father and brother. I know Harry is keeping quiet about what he and his mom are planning on doing, and that’s fine. I need to heal more before I worry about what will happen.Today, I’m being discharged from hospital and staying with Harry at the clubhouse. I’m nervous because I have always lived on my own. Well, I have when I ran away. So being in a huge family environment is going to be a wake up call.I am still healing, but I can manage with the pain. It isn’t as bad as what it was, but still. I need help moving around. Even if I am determined to do it on my own. Another thing I need to get used to.No matter where I am going, Harry is right by my side. I did ask him if he needed to work and he laughed and told me to not worry about anything. His dads and mom have the club covered. I only know from
Wild Child POV.After Sophie fell asleep and I recovered my shock of her words. I looked at my momma and she has that knowing smirk on her face.“She is stronger than she looks. What do you want to do, son?” She asks me and I look back at the now sleeping Sophie as she snores softly. My poor girl has been through hell and walked out the other side.“I think we need to find them both as soon as possible. I don’t want her to be in danger anymore. Sophie deserves to be free of them and to not live in fear. Even though we both heard her words. I know she is still scared, and that is no way for her or anyone to live. Come on, momma we see it all the time at the shelter. Sophie is no different from those women fleeing domestic violence. She needs our help and she will get it. I know you have not long come back from a mission. But I am going to need your help with this.” I say to her before I look away from Sophie to my momma, and she is smiling softly at me.Momma walks closer to me and run
Sophie POV.I take a good look at myself in the mirror. My face is swollen, my lip split, my nose is broken, both eyes are black. My jaw aches. I glare at my reflection.I ball my hands into fists and they burn. This is not the worst of what they have done. But enough is enough. I can’t keep running. I need to stand and face them.I lift the hospital gown and see the black bruising forming on my ribs and across my stomach. I wince with the movement.Ok, Sophie. What are you going to do? I ask myself as I look again at my face and something takes over in me. Not fear, something cracks and breaks free, demanding their heads. They are not my family anymore.I think I was always too scared to admit that to myself. But now. They can go and fuck themselves. I have taken it for far too long. I straighten up and pull my long black hair up into a ponytail. I wince with the stinging pain and the burning ache in my ribs.They have done this for the last time. I am not their punch bag and I certa
Wild Child POV.I get back to the hospital and park the cage in the underground parking. I grab my duffle bag and exit the cage. Locking it before I walk to the elevator. My mind is a whirlwind of thoughts. All about my girl, I’m itching to find who did this to her and make them hurt more than Sophie is.The elevator pings and I exit it as I walk towards the assessment ward. As I approach, I see Sophie being wheeled out on the bed. My eyes widen and I run towards where she is being taken.“Where are you taking her?” I demand and doc looks at me and rolls his eyes.“To the private ward. She is fine, Harry, she is still asleep.” Doc tells me, and I breathe a sigh of relief. I nod my head and follow behind him towards the private ward of the hospital.I wait until the bed has been secured and all her drips have been positioned at the side of the bed.“She won’t wake up yet. She is exhausted. Try to rest Harry. There is a coffee machine in the kitchen, over there. The sofa pulls out into
Wild Child POV.I watch and wait until Sophie is asleep. The combination of the pain medication and her crying has sent her to sleep. I stand from my place next to her bed. I lean over her and plant a gentle, tender kiss on her forehead. I fill find who did this to her and they will fucking pay.I leave the room and see doc who is writing on a chart as I walk towards him.“Doc, can we get her moved to a private room? Don’t worry about the cost I will pay for all her treatment. I will send two of my brothers to stand guard at her door. She deserves better than what happened to her.” I tell him and he sighs and rubs his forehead.“I have seen cases like this before and no matter how many times I see it, it is still heart breaking. Whoever did this to her, they are worse than animals. Domestic violence is no joke.” Doc says, and I nod my head. Because seeing her like that broke me.“Soph never told me about a boyfriend. So I’m not sure.” I say to him and he shakes his head with a sigh.“
Sophie POV.No matter how far away I run, they always manage to find me. I could fly to the moon and they would find me. I never understood why I was hated so much. Well, that’s a lie. They blame me for what happened. I am the reason she died.Our family was always so loving, so warm. Until that warmth and love died in a car accident. My father and brother blamed me. Hell, I even blamed myself. No matter what I did to make it right, it wouldn’t bring her back.I was five when it happened. Mom was driving us back from one of my dance competitions out of state. It was raining, and the road was slick. Mom lost control of the car and smashed into the central barricade. She died on impact. I didn’t.I wished every day that it was me who died, then maybe my father and brother would feel something other than hate towards me. My father and brother changed when they learnt mom died.At first my father was grieving, and he still loved me, then as time went on, he started drinking to numb the pa
Wild Child POV.I never quite understood all the hurrah when it came to babies and kids. I mean, come on, if you want something that whines and cries, shits, eats, sleeps and dribbles, then get a dog. Well, that was before I held this little miracle in my arms.She is so tiny, so perfect, soft. She is the perfect combination of both my little sister Harmony and her husband, Mav.Little Faith, with her blonde tuft of hair and those honey-silver eyes. The way her tiny hand grabs my index finger as she looks up at me from the safety of my arms.Only hours old, I feel something inside of me crack and fall away. I want this. I want to be the proud daddy of a child that is fifty percent me. I would love to feel this feeling again. I’m overwhelmed as I look at Faith. The tears blur my eyes and I know I want a family of my own.That I know now what has been missing for a while now. I want my own family, but in order for me to have what Harmony and my parents have, I need to find the perfect w