Savage POV.I pace in the clubhouse holding a hysterical Rebel in my arms. Her mother was kidnapped in broad daylight. If it wasn’t for one of the store workers leaving when she did, we wouldn’t know. She called the cops who informed us as back-up as this is my fucking town.So imagine my shock and rage when we got there and found out it was Angel who was taken. And the police had Rebel.It has been hours, and everyone of my men has been out with the police looking for her. I tried to go with them, but Rebel didn’t want me to leave her. So dad took over and went with them.“How could this have happened?” I say as Rebel finally settles in my arms just as the clubhouse doors open and Foxy comes running towards me.“Oh, my god Savage. I just heard what happened. This is awful, are you ok? Do you need anything?” she asks but I ignore her and walk with my daughter to what is my room when I stay here.“Savage, please. Let me help you?” I turn to her, and she stops in her tracks, seeing my d
Savage POV.It has been hours as we wait on word that she is in the clear. The doors to the waiting room burst open and in walks Antonio, Teagan, Nate, and Nico. I stand and move to Antonio and he looks at me before his big fist lands against my jaw.“Where were you when this happened?” he stands over me as I crunch my jaw and lick the blood from my lip. I look up at him, his balled fists shaking with rage.“Antonio, it isn’t his fault. We will find out who did this to her.” Teagan says as she tries to soothe her husband. He steps back, keeping his honey eyes locked on me. Blaze pulls me up as Ice walks in with Simon and Rosena.Teagan clicks her fingers, and Simon hands her a laptop. “Ice, I believe you are the tech guy for the MC?” she asks, and he looks from me to her and nods his head. “Good, here. You will work with my team, finding where she was taken.” He takes the laptop and heads to where Simon and Rosena have set up.“We don’t know …”“I know what I am looking for. Don’t for
Angel POV.Pain, dull aching pain is the first thing that makes itself known that as well as the constant beeping. I groan, trying to open my eyes. I peel my eyes open and blink to take in my fuzzy surroundings.There is a warm light on over me. The rest of the room is in darkness. NO! I’m not back there.My breathing becomes harsh, and the beeping gets harsher. A hand grabs mine. I look at the face. The words spoken are like I’m underwater.“Shhh, princess. I’ve got you.” I blink and my vison starts to clear as I take in her features. Her dark hair, her jade green eyes, the features like my own.“Momma.” My throat is sore and scratchy, my voice raspy as the first tear falls. She bites back a choke as she nods her head. I see the tears glistening in her eyes as she blinks and the tears fall.“Rebel, where’s Rebel?” I ask, becoming panicked. I need my girl. I need her close to me.“She is with your father. It’s ok princess, we will find them and make them pay. You didn’t deserve this.”
Angel POV.With the help of my momma and the nurse, they help me out of bed so I can get to the bathroom. I stand looking at myself in the mirror and feel nothing but disgust.My face is black and swollen, my eyes resemble a panda. The whites of my eyes are blood red, bruises around my throat. Bruising down my collarbone and ribs. Teeth marks on my breasts and red marks mar my abdomen from where they cut me. My thighs are bruised and swollen. I don’t need to know the state down there because I know. I can feel them still and I move to the toilet and vomit, taking a deep breath well as deep as I can.I move back to the mirror and sigh. My hair is matted, and I have dried blood on my skin. I have a support bandage on my nose from where it was broken and then re-set. I look like I’ve been hit by a truck. But I survived, well, sort of. I know I will never be the same again.“Angel, come on, sweetie. Let’s get you cleaned up.” My momma says from behind me and I scoff. She helps me into the
Savage POV.It has been weeks, fucking weeks, since she signed herself out of the hospital and no one has seen her or heard from her.My mom has been to the house and she won’t answer the door. The drapes are drawn and we are all worried so much-so we had the Chief of police do a welfare check on her and Rebel.He told us she was alive and well. She told him she just wanted to be left alone, and she was ok. He told me she was healing; the bruises were faded and turning yellow and that was three days ago.She hasn’t left the house but has food delivered each week. I stand watch at night and during the day I have my men watching the house from a far.This has got to end, and soon. I have been trying to find out who it was, but so far nothing. Ice, Rosena, and Simon found the van and traced it to a warehouse. But the feed was cut.The disturbing thing was the video that was sent to me yesterday. I was physically sick as I watched what they did to her. Hearing her screams and seeing the f
Angel POV.For weeks, we have been holed up in the house. Everyday someone comes calling but I ignore the door. The only time I open it is for the grocery delivery. I spiralled into depression but would only break when Rebel was asleep at night. I would sob in the shower, not wanting her to hear me.Every day, we play different games and watch a shit tonne of Disney movies. We both sing and laugh until the night seeps in and I break down again in a vicious cycle of pain and anger. The feeling of being useless, weak, how they laughed at my futile attempt to get away from them.I know the ladies of the MC have been knocking because I check the camera on the front door. I know Savage watches the house of a night and he has one of his men watching during the day. I don’t acknowledge any of them.I was still healing mentally, physically, and emotionally. But I woke up this morning and had enough of this wallowing. Today we are in the back garden and it’s a nice sunny morning, so we are in
Savage POV.I’m riding through town when I see Gianni walking towards a tattoo shop. I signal and pull the bike up and turn it off before I climb off and lean against it, waiting for him to come back out.The windows of the shop are tinted to give extra privacy, so I can’t see what he is doing. It’s strange because I know the Moretti’s have their own guys and ladies that they trust to tattoo them. So why is he here? Ok, I’m not saying he can’t go elsewhere for a tattoo, but this is strange.Gianni and Marco came to town three weeks ago and I’ve been going out of my mind trying to find out why. Angel is still not responding to anyone or the texts I’ve sent her. I’ve even gone as far as climbing up the damn drain pipe to check in the windows at night to make sure my girls are ok.It breaks my heart to see my Angel sobbing in her sleep, clutching her pillow in the fetal position. She is never going to be the same again, and I can feel her slipping from my grasp.The bell above the door r
Angel POV.I stare him down from the head of his table, sitting in his chair, and I grin like the cat that’s got the damn cream. No, scratch that the cat that’s got the whole dairy farm.“You wanna tell me why you are here? In my seat at my fucking table?” He sneers at me as his brother’s grumble in agreement. I laugh, thinking Savage reminds me of Sheldon Cooper from The Big Bang Theory ‘That’s my spot’. Quickly composing myself. I just stare at him when an old timer stands up, banging his hands on the table and I shift my icy gaze to him.“No, bitch is allowed in here, in this room. It is for club fucking business and you are not part of this club. Plus, you are a woman and it’s forbidden!” he snaps and I laugh, swinging on the chair as I place my feet down and stand up with my hands planted firmly on the table.“Thank you for stating the obvious. That I am a woman and I wouldn’t want to be a member of this shitty little club. You all know who I am. I am here because I can be and no
Maverick POV.I’m all partied out. Melody is on a sugar high and is running round like an overactive squirrel on a massive energy boost. I did try to limit the candy and all the goodies she was eating, but the little madam was sneaking them. Her hair, which took me an hour to do, was hanging loose. The buns long gone. She has glitter all over her and her white top isn’t white anymore. Rookie mistake on my part.But she has had fun and so have I. I have hardly seen Harmony, but I have had eyes on her. I mean, you can’t miss her with the green wig and orange face. She looked amazing. Everyone put in the effort for today and I am proud to be a part of this club.POD has set the standards for all the other clubs and even though the other clubs help in their territories, no one goes above and beyond like POD does, and I am so proud to be a member.The praise Harmony and the club have received throughout today has been overwhelming. The women from the shelter and the kids from the hospital
Harmony POV.All week I have been racking my brain about where I had seen that man before and it is really driving me mad. I know I’ve seen him before but still can’t pinpoint where exactly.I shake my head to rid myself of the thoughts and smile instead. Today is the day of the Candy Wonderland party to raise funding for the women’s shelter and the children’s hospital.The ole ladies and locals have really outdone themselves. The clubhouse and club grounds look magical. Giant pink and white cane canes stand on either side of the clubhouse steps. There are big lollipops in various colours and individual candies decorated all around. Some hanging from the branches of trees and in the grass on display.There are huge ice cream cones, donuts, cakes, balloons with confetti that look like sugar strands, giant gummy bears, jelly beans that are little chairs. The place would give the witch from Hansel and Gretel a serious case of envy.It looks spectacular, all in pastel colours. I nod happi
Harmony POV.It has been three weeks since Mav and I slept together, and everything has been going amazingly well. Everyone was super happy for us and little Melody was made up that her daddy and I were together.Mav is so gentle and loving and it still amazes me that for such a big burly guy, he has that soft side of him, the side only Melody and I are privileged to see.Mav is currently on a club run and I am in my happy place. Books and Brews. Catching up with paperwork. I’m pretty sure Harry has been sneaky putting some of the orders for the club owned businesses in with what I have to do. I swear that big brother of mine is a lazy ass, but I don’t mind helping in any way I can.The mommy, daddy and me sessions have grown in popularity and so I have had to expand on the days for these sessions. We have another event happening this weekend to raise funds for the children’s hospital and the local women’s shelter. We donate what we can to both. The local community also helps with the
Harmony POV.Oh god this is it. I’m going to lose my virginity to the man I love with all my heart. This is going to mean something more to me than what it would mean to most people.Mav is kissing me slowly once more and I’m going crazy with the need to touch him, taste him, fell him. I want him, all of him.Mav breaks the kiss and stares down at me with a small smile on his face. He moves back onto his heels before he moves off the bed and I instantly miss his body heat. I watch as he removes his cut, then his tight black long-sleeved top. His abs flex and stretch as he pulls the fabric over his head. I gulp at the sight of his bare chest. I instinctually close my legs.My clit throbs just from the sight of him. Heat pools in my belly and I know I’m wet. My breathing becomes harsh and my heart is beating so hard with anticipation as I watch him remove his boots and socks. His eyes not leaving mine as his large veiny hands reach for the belt and he removes it. I don’t think I’ve blin
Maverick POV.Seeing those beautiful golden honey coloured eyes dim slightly hurt my chest. Watching as Harmony walked past us with no expression on her face, I know she didn’t want to do it, but she did it anyway.We all turn to watch her walk away. Her head held high, her back ram-rod straight, her steps don’t falter, not once. But it’s her hands that give her away, not because they are shaking but because she has balled her fists tight.The room is deadly silent as we all watch her move out of sight. I turn my head and look at everyone in this room.“She never raises a gun for that purpose again.” I state as I look at my presidents and the other members.“She never will, not again. Go after her Mav, make sure she is ok. Because I know she won’t be,” Rebel says as she squeezes my shoulder and I look down at her. I nod my head and make off to follow Harmony. I jog through the prison and outside. I look around for her, blinking from the glare of the snow.I follow her footprints in th
Harmony POV.I watch as Felicity lifts her head slowly and I can see the tear streaks on her face. She looks at me and her eyes are red from all the crying she has been doing.“You wanted to speak to me? Well, here I am. So let’s talk.” I say to her again and she looks from me to the people with me. She wipes her face and nose on her sleeve.“Thank you for coming. I wanted to apologise for everything we did to you. I know it was a mistake and I’m sorry for it Harmony, please believe me. I was out of my mind with the drugs and booze. All I want is to make peace with you,” she says as she staggers to stand before she falls to her knees and bows her head at me.I look at my momma and raise an eyebrow at her and she shakes her head and I know she is not believing this, just like I’m not. It will take more than a simple sorry to make what she and that club did to not only me, but to everyone they came in contact with. A sorry will not make any of it right.“You want to make peace with me?
Harmony POV.Well, this is awkward. My dads are both looking at me like I did something against humanity and my momma, well, she is smirking knowingly. But there is nothing to know, I haven’t done anything.“Ok, go on, what is it you all want?” I ask as I walk further into the office and slump in the chair across from them.“Well, you and Outlaw look cosy. Something you want to tell us?” Dad Dylan asks and I shake my head at him when dad Dante rolls his eyes.“Give her a break, Dyl. She isn’t a little girl anymore. Who she is with is none of our business. Unless he hurts her, then it becomes our business. So lay off. You weren’t like this with Harry, so cut the dramatics.” Dad Dante tells him and I smile at him and dad Dante winks at me.“She is our baby girl. Of course, it is our business.” I roll my eyes at him and anyone else would be mortified to be having this conversation with their parents but not me. Growing up, I learnt quickly that there were no secrets between us.Hell, whe
Harmony POV.My day has just flown by and the smile has not left my face one. Not when the coffee machine decided to play up, or the construction crew hit a water pipe. Nothing can bring this smile down. It’s all because of him, my man, Mav.Gosh, it feels amazing calling him my man. The primal part in me is proud, puffing her chest up and roaring to the heavens in happiness.When I entered the clubhouse to collect Mystique, I stop in my tracks and hear the sobs and cries of a woman. She is pleading with my parents about something.“You can’t do this! He would never do what you have accused him of. I will have you and your club wiped out!” She screams as her legs give out and she lands on her knees.“What is going on?” I ask as I walk closer to my parents, who are watching the woman.“Oh, nothing to worry about. She is here to plead for her man. According to her, he is innocent and we are to blame for the path he chose.” My momma says to me and I look from her to the woman sobbing on
Harmony POV.My hands are sweating with nerves and anticipation. The butterflies in my stomach are going into overdrive.Are we rushing into this?“I love you too Mav, do you want to come inside?” I ask him, as we are both still in the cage outside my house. He is silent and I wait for him to answer. He turns in his seat to completely face me, and my heart is in my throat. Oh god that was such a stupid question. Is he expecting more?“Harmony, baby, I would love nothing more than to come inside with you,” He sighs and reaches for my cheek. I find myself leaning into his warm palm and closing my eyes.“Let’s not rush anything. I don’t want you to feel pressured that after we have had a great night that you have to do that for me. Harmony, I can wait and I want you to be one hundred percent certain. So let’s not rush anything. Yes, I have told you I love you and I do. I’ve not said it to get you into bed. I would love nothing more than to do that with you, only when the time is right. B