“Mommy, potty.” I smile at her as I set her down, and she runs to the downstairs bathroom and I follow her and help her with her pyjama pants and the pull-up. I sit her on her special seat and wait by the door for her to do her business. She sings the pee-pee song and I chuckle at her. When she has
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
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
“That was why you were at the tattoo shop today?” He asks, and I roll my eyes and shake my head.“No, well, yes, sort of. I was there for me. Uncle Gianni and Uncle Marco both helped me find out who that tattoo belonged to and where it was tattooed. It is safe to say that place is burning to the gro
“Have you lost your ever loving mind? I won’t do it. I haven’t touched her or anyone in three fucking years, Angel, and I won’t start now.” I snap and slam my knife into the mahogany table. That has a winged devil riding a Harley carved into it.“You will fucking do this. You brought me and my daugh
Savage POV.I watch in stunned silence as she walks out of the room with her uncles behind her. Fuck! Could this day get any worse?“Dad, need I remind you I am the president of this club and you are retired?” I say after the last brother has left the meeting room.“And need I remind you that you ne
She stands up and tackles a staggering Foxy to the ground once more. It’s when I see the glint of the knife in Angel’s hand that time seems to stop. I watch as she raises the knife in her hand, screaming, with tears streaming down her face as she brings it down when she tackled from the side. The kn
“Hey man.” I ignore Blaze as I knock the next shot back. Realising I don’t need the fucking glass. I bring the bottle to my lips and drink straight from the damn bottle.“Ryder. Come on, man, pull your shit together.” I shrug his hand off and look at him.“Fuck off Blaze.” I growl out as I move from
Honey’s POV.Swallowing one’s pride is never easy to do, but I have to, and I have to admit defeat. Defeat that I thought I was strong enough to fight this fucker alone. I don’t even know what happened that day.I was feeling good one minute and the next, all my energy just left the damn building. I
Lucky’s POV.I rode like the hounds of hell were on my tail. I rode through red lights and everything. I didn’t stop. I needed to get to my girl. Nothing was going to stop me.Luckily for me, the roads were quiet. Lucky by name, Lucky by nature. I pulled up at the hospital to see Judge pacing outsid
Lucky’s POV.I have had one of the prospects watching Honey from a far for a few days, as I have been called back to the clubhouse over a new development that needs my attention.“CHURCH!” I shout as I stalk through the clubhouse and towards the conference room. I take my seat at the head of the tab
Honey POV.It has been weeks since I saw Lucky and many more chemo treatments within that time. I haven’t left the house. The only time I do leave is for treatment. I have all my shopping delivered to the house. I can’t face the world right now. I have had my bout of energy and now I have crashed.B
Lucky’s POV.I drove momma Bertha back, and the drive back was silent as thoughts swirled around my head. Honey is as stubborn as a bull, but the look in her eyes when she saw me made my heart break further. Honey has been through so much, and it is not fair that she is having to fight this fucking
“Ok, are you eating enough at home?” She asks and I bite my lip and shake my head.“It’s kind of hard to eat when I can’t taste anything. Everything is bland, I have to add spices to my food to get some kind of flavour. I sleep a lot. I have episodes of energy, so I try to get everything done, then
Honey’s POV.I wake up with the mother of all headaches. I groan and blink as I take in the room. Just great, I didn’t even make it home. I feel a weight in my hand and turn my head to see Lucky staring into space as he holds my hand.I try to remove my hand from his when he blinks and looks at me.
Lucky’s POV.It has been nearly five months since Honey walked away for good, and I can’t say I blame her. After that night went down at the clubhouse, my brothers and their women have looked at me differently.They refuse to speak to me unless it is club related. I didn’t waste any time with Jeremy
Honey’s POV.I’m dangling like a dead body over his shoulder as he walks with me back inside the clubhouse.“Are you going to behave?” He asks, and I have to bite back the word no, so I nod my head.“Yes,” I lie as he places me on my feet and the first I do is slap him.“You didn’t tell me why the t