Angel POV.Sitting in a hotel presidential suite by the town that the Viper’s run, I look at the desk and the information that is in front of me. My mom arrived early hours and the first thing she did was hug and hold me. She apologised for what happened. It is not her fault.Scar is staying at the Moretti mansion with my father, brothers, and aunt Rosena, looking after Rebel while she is here. She left an hour ago with twenty of her men to go and see Savage. She is so angry, but I just waved it off. I have no time for her drama right now.“We need to find them before Savage does.” I say as uncle Gianni looks at me from the chair in front of me with a cup of coffee in his hand.“Why would you want to do that? This is the perfect chance for him to prove himself.” I look up from the papers that are scattered on the desk to him.“Why would I want him to prove himself? You heard what she said. You heard it all. So tell me, uncle G. Why would I give him a chance?” I ask him and he chuckles
Savage POV.Sitting on my bike, feeling the heat on my face from the building that is currently burning. I sigh. This has to work. We are three days away from the seven-day deadline Teagan gave me. We cased the Viper’s clubhouse and businesses and they haven’t been seen.“This better work Savage.” Blaze says to me from the side as I keep my eyes forward as I watch the building begin to collapse in on itself. We made sure no one was inside any of the buildings before we torched them. No casualties, but the missed profits will hit the Vipers hard and will force them to make themselves known.After what happened at my compound and the talk with Teagan, we have worked around the clock to find them and not so much as a blip on the radar. So we have moved to underhanded tactics.“It will. I have a feeling people in this town know how to contact Crusher. Even if they weren’t forthcoming with the information. Give it time, they will slither out of hiding to access the damage.” I say, keeping
Angel POV.We have been watching the little town that the Vipers run. We have been waiting for the Princes Of Darkness to make their play. I know I said they would die, but I was angry. Uncle Gianni spoke to me and talked me down. He contacted my momma, and I apologised for what was said at the moment. She did too for the slap, but if I’m being honest, I needed it.So she agreed with my daddy to let me run this. I ran the plan past them both and the other heads. They agreed to me making the false advertisement to draw the Vipers out. Momma told me that Savage would retaliate by making a statement.So we have waited and watched. We had cameras set up secretly in the town and we aren’t that far away. When Savage and his men arrived, I watched as they all cased the town trying to gain information. Then I watched as they torched the businesses and the clubhouse. I did smirk at that.He is doing what he promised, but still, it will be me who takes the Vipers down. When we saw the buildings
Angel POV.“So, what do you want to talk about?” I lean back against the seat, bringing my bottle to my lips as I look at him and wait for him to speak.“I’m sorry Angel. I’m sorry for everything that I did to you. For everything that has happened. You’re right, it is all because of me. I know you may never forgive me and I will accept the consequences.” I look at him and he looks at me. His eyes are sad as he looks down.“Savage. What you did to me. Killed me. It hurt me so much, but I have to thank you. I have to thank you for giving me the best thing in the world. You gave me our daughter. That precious little girl who looks so much like you. Hell, she even has your temper.” I chuckle and I know he saw her having her tantrum the first day we moved back. He chuckles.“She is explosive. Thank you, Angel, for not getting rid of her. That must have been hard to look at her everyday being reminded of what I did to you, to you both.” He says, looking at me, and I gulp the knot in my thro
Savage POV.I finally have my girl back where she belongs. On my bed, writhing in anticipation. I know how much of a wildcat she can be. She always was. The things I said about her being boring in bed was a damn lie and I’m one stupid mother fucker for ever saying shit like that.I grab her blouse and rip it open. Her breasts, that are barely covered in thin lace fabric, bounce and I take her in. Pulling the cups down, I take her nipple into my mouth and suck hard, bringing my hand up to squeeze the other one. I bite and pull on it. Her back arches up off the mattress as she moans.“Ryder.” She moans, and it spurs me fucking on. My cock is so damn hard I grind myself against her thighs. Releasing her nipple as I give the other one the same attention. Kissing up her chest to her throat and I nip and suck as I move up to her lips.Taking her lips with mine. I kiss her fisting her hair as she whimpers as her hands move up my arms to the back of my neck. I lower my body against hers, deep
Angel POV.I wake up feeling a warm body behind me, his arm slung over my waist. I turn my head and see his sleeping face. What the fuck have I done? This was not meant to happen!I lift his arm and climb out of bed. I hear him move and I stop as I look at him as he hugs the pillow I was sleeping on. I take a breath and grab my underwear and skirt, quickly slipping them on. I find the torn shirt and put it on, tying it in a knot at the front. Grab my shoes and walk to the door.“Angel, where are you going?” I stop with my hand on the handle. I turn to look at him as he sits up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. The quilt has fallen to his lap, giving me the view of his muscular chest and eight pack abs.“What happened last night was a mistake and won’t happen again. Goodbye Savage.” I open the door and walk out.“Angel, wait!” he shouts, but I keep walking down the hallway into the main room. Most people are still asleep. But I see uncle G and Marco watching me drinking coffee with s
Savage POV.It has now been three weeks since we captured some of the Vipers. We gained a lot of information from them before we killed them and burned their cuts. We even filmed it and sent the video directly to Crusher.The compound has been in lockdown ever since. Rebel, my aunty Scar, my family, and men and their families are all here. It’s like Angel never left. She is like the sunshine. She is slowly coming back to what she was. But I know under the surface is a woman who can make the world bend to her will.The net is closing in on Crusher and the rest of his damn crew. Antonio, Teagan, Nate and Nico have sent their men out looking as well. After all, Angel and Rebel are as much their family as they are mine.Angel has reconnected with Coral and Dylan. Blaze wasn’t happy at first because her attention was on Angel. I laughed at that until Angel’s attention was on coral too. I mean, how can it not be when her best friend is pregnant? So, like the ole lady and protector she is, s
Angel POV.Ok, don’t freak out Angel, just don’t freak out. My hands grasp the sink counter top as I look at the white stick on top of it. I had to be sneaky and ask one of the club girls who was doing the food and stock run with Hound and one of the men to grab me a pregnancy test. She promised she would keep it secret, and she did like a ninja.I haven’t been feeling well for a while and the fact I poured my coffee down the drain told me what I was already thinking. I did the same thing with Rebel. So here I am, while the men are in church. I’m waiting impatiently for the results of this damn test.Rebel is with Deanna and some of the other ole ladies, and I’m freaking the fuck out. This is the wrong time to be having another baby. Ok Angel, get it together. I don’t know for damn sure.Oh my god, what will Ryder say? Will he freak out like I am? Will he be happy? Fuck, cunt, twat! My alarm sounds and I close my eyes and take a big breath as I open them and focus on the test in front
Sophie POV.I watch as Jared is walked out of the prison towards the awaiting SUV. He isn’t chained or cuffed. He limps along beside Nico. His eyes find mine and he smiles sadly and gives me a nod as he climbs in the back of the SUV.Nico closes the door and walks to me. He gives me a hug.“He will be ok. The offer will always stand. Any time you want to come and visit him, you can. I will let you know how he is doing. I know it will take time for you. Take it easy, sweetheart.” He whispers before he kisses my cheek, and he shakes hands with Harry before hugging him.I didn’t even realise Harry was beside me. I just kept my eyes focused on the blacked-out windows of the SUV, and I know Jared is looking at me. I fight everything inside of me to not run and open the door and hug him.I can’t. The wounds are still raw. They need to heal. Not just for me, but for him, too.I love you. I mouth to him and I hope he does this for himself. I hope he finds his purpose and makes good choices. N
Sophie POV.I have a decision to make. Do I go and see my brother and hope he gives me the answers I need, or do I let him go and never see him again?Why is this so damn hard? I always wanted my brother back, but is it too late for me to listen to his side of things? Does that make me a bad person if I just let him go?I don’t know. I’m torn between needing to now and then, not wanting to know. For years, he and our father have been my tormentors. A part of me is saying Jared doesn’t deserve my time, but the other side is curious. Am I setting myself up for a major fall?Am I playing into his hands if I go to him and he tries to hurt me with his words? Or will he beg for forgiveness, a forgiveness I don’t think I could give him?I stare off into space and I don’t know what to do. I spoke to Harry when I got home after my shift and told him what his uncle Nico told me and Harry told me it is my choice if I want to go and see Jared and that either way he would support my decision so wh
Sophie POV.It has been a week since I was rescued by Harry and the club. I am not as sore as I was. I was banged up, but still alive. I’m living in the clubhouse now. I didn’t want to go back to my apartment and Harry wasn’t going to let me, anyway.I learnt that Harry killed my dad. I felt nothing when he told me. Apparently, my dad was trying to bash my skull in with a broken branch. Harry saw red and shot him.Jared is still alive and wants to speak to me. I will go and see him, but not yet. He can wait and think about what he and dad did to me. He can sweat it for all I care.I’m sitting in the clubhouse with the beautiful lump that is Mystique at my feet. I’ve grown to love this big cat. She is super sweet and we are kindred spirits.I am working tonight at Mommy’s Secret Cupboard. Harmony’s bar, much to Harry’s disapproval. He is so overprotective and I love him for it, but he needs to know I’m not made of glass.“Hey Soph, how are you doin?” I look up and see Lucky sitting opp
Sophie POV.I managed to get hold of the club. I didn’t speak to Harry because he, his dads, his mom, and a few of his brothers had ridden out to get me at my old house.So guess where I’m headed? Yup, to my old house. I’m not far from there, so I must have been knocked out longer than I thought.I take the next exit and drive on in to the town where I grew up. Well existed for all that’s worth.My dad and his goons haven’t stopped me yet. And I can’t see them. So I know they are most certainly lurking somewhere and I can’t let my guard down, not even for a second. The streets that once were so familiar to me now hold nothing but bad memories.Everything has changed in some way, but still remains the same in other ways. The memories, the nightmares, start to come back to me as I make the next turn into my street.I slow the van down round the corner past the house. I exit the van and run. The gun is in the waistband of my shorts and the driver’s phone is in my hand. I run to the park
Sophie POV.I wake up and my head is pounding and I realise I’m in a van. I remember waking up to something being placed over my mouth and nose and feeling a weight pressed against my hips. Seeing those eyes of his made me scream.My father he fucking drugged me and abducted me. I lift my head and look at the front. I see one man driving. I look around and I’m the only one here with the driver. I look down and my ankles are bound and my wrists are bound in front of me. The driver hits a bump and I jolt, smacking my head against the metal floor. Asshole!“Damn roads. It’s like driving on the damn moon with all the holes.” He grumbles, well no shit sherlock, you try being tied up in the back and jumping each time you hit one.I bring my wrists to my mouth and chew and pull as we hit another bump and I stop and remain still when the van swerves and he cusses as he regains control of the van. The tyres squeal as he pulls up to a stop.“Mother fucker!” I hear the door open and slam shut. I
Wild Child POV.I pull up to the clubhouse and climb off my bike and run up the steps and head inside.“CHURCH, NOW!” I shout as I storm towards the conference room. Ripping the helmet off my head as I walk to the head of the table and pace as I wait for everyone to get their asses inside.“MOVE IT!” I snap as they all move quickly.“Baby, what is it? Where’s Sophie?” My mom asks as she runs to me and I look at her.“She was taken last night. When I called you and told you that I would call you back. Something didn’t feel right. Benjamin took her after he had his goons knock me down. He said I would never find her.” I tell her as I fight the rage that is coursing through my veins.“This is perfect.” I look at my mom, taken aback, like she has just slapped me.“What do you mean? This is perfect?” I snap at her and step up to her. Totally forgetting this is the woman who gave birth to me.“Oh fuck me, I never meant it like that.” She slaps my chest, but I’m breathing hard through my nos
Wild Child POV.After we ordered in and watched a horror, I took Sophie to bed. Today has taken it out of her. She is still healing and I know she is drained emotionally.I know she thinks she will get some kind of closure from her brother, but I don’t think she will. I did say she could speak to him and I will not break my word. Even if it doesn’t give her the answers she desperately wants and needs. I only hope that whatever Jared says to her doesn’t break her further.Sophie believes the boy she remembers is still deep inside of Jared. I’m not so sure. No matter if he was brainwashed by his father. I think he is a lost cause.Jared is not the same kid she knew back then when things were good. He is not like that anymore. No matter if it was his father’s doing or not. He should know the difference between right and wrong.Sophie and Jared are like chalk and cheese. She knows the difference, but Jared he doesn’t. He is unhinged. I mean god above. If the roles were reversed and I was
Sophie POV.After I leave the apartment, I walk with purpose. I know Harry is not far behind me. So I know if anything happens, he will intervene, but I honestly don’t want him to.“Ok Slugger, you can do this. No more fear, no more running. You are a badass bitch and you will face them head on. So go in there and take no fucking prisoners.” I syke myself up just how I do before I get into the octagon. When I spar.I straighten my shoulders as the store comes into view. My heart is pounding wildly in my chest and my hands begin to sweat. I see two of the members from Harry’s MC sitting on their bikes in the parking lot.They give me a nod, letting me know they have seen me. I nod slightly as I walk into the store. I grab a basket, so it looks like I’m here to do some shopping. I walk and look at products as I search for them both.I head down one aisle as they both walk up the same aisle. I turn to the shelf like I haven’t seen them. I want them to think they have the element of surpr
Wild Child POV.I didn’t like this plan at all at first. But I understand. Sophie needs to do this. But for the first time in her life, she won’t be facing them alone. I know I have to stay hidden, but the question is for how long?Either way, I don’t mind it. I can keep an eye on my girl and spend a lot of alone time with her. Sure, we haven’t done anything other than kiss and cuddle and you know what? I’m happy with it.I never thought I would ever have this. A beautiful woman by my side. The excitement of seeing her every day, even crawling into bed beside her just to hold her. Sophie is my person, and I know I am hers.This life with her is so simple, so easy, even though I know she thinks she is broken. She isn’t. She is strong and I know she will only get stronger.We have been in her apartment for three days and the sheriff did call in to see her. He knows we will take care of this, but he and his department always have our backs. The same as we have theirs. We may be a one per