Savage POV.Another baby. We’re having another baby. It should freak me out, but it doesn’t. I have always known I wanted a bigger family. Being an only child kinda does that to you. Since I found those tests, something primal inside of me came out and I don’t let Angel out of my sight more than usual.The women all say she is glowing, and she is, even though I know she doesn’t think she is. Every morning, she jumps out of bed and is throwing her guts up. Sick, shit, piss, and blood doesn’t bother me. So I’m right there, holding her hair and rubbing her back.Angel always hated being sick, and that hasn’t changed. She always cries after she has been sick. I know she hates being vulnerable and showing weakness. So I do what I can to tell her it’s ok but I know she doesn’t believe me.Tomorrow is Rebel’s third birthday and Angel is running around getting everything organised. The ole ladies and club girls are helping her. The men and I have been helping. I mean, what kind of men would b
Angel POV.Today is the day. Rebel’s third birthday. I was ready for an early night last night, but that didn’t happen. Especially when my family arrived and some of the other mafia Dons. So it turned out to be a party.To be fair, everyone was respectful, especially when the kids were too excited with all the new people who had arrived to celebrate Rebel’s special day today.My brothers had the club girls flocking to them, much to my mom’s amusement. She was chuckling at how flustered they both were. Even though we both know damn well that both Nate and Nico are both horn dogs, as she calls them.Dad was talking to Ryder and Hatchet about something. Business, he said until momma intervened and told him to talk about it another day. He agreed reluctantly.Rebel herself was fighting being tired and eventually curled up on Tank’s lap. She loves Tank so much she calls him her tanky bear, which is super cute. Much to Rebel’s request, she wanted princess curls. So I put her hair in rags be
Angel POV.The party is in full swing. Rebel looks adorable in her pink, full ballroom skirt princess dress. Her hair is in curls down her back. A silver plastic bejewelled tiara on her head and no princess outfit is complete without sparkly glitter shoes.The club girls volunteered to be Disney Princesses for the day and they are doing a great job. The icing on the cake was seeing Ryder dressed as a prince, wearing a white cut. He was currently dancing with our lil princess.To see him and how he is with her is just beautiful. Hell, no matter what he is doing, he makes time for her. Outside, we have white ponies complete with unicorn horns, picnic tables lined up with white and pink tablecloths. We even have stalls for the kids and adults to play games, bouncy houses, and lots of food and drinks. Even the trees have fairy lights wrapped around the trunk and branches. It is a fairytale princess party.Even I’m doing my part. Blaze spent the last two days getting the pool prepared. Yes
Angel POV.It has been a month since we lifted the lockdown. Everyone was nervous but excited to be able to leave. We have to make it known that we believe the threat is gone, considering Crusher is now dead. That will only infuriate the rest of his damn crew.I’m checking my gun as I plan on going out today to get back to normal. But I’m not stupid. I know danger will be lurking in the murky depths. So I have to keep my wits about me when outside.“Where are you going?” Ryder asks from behind me and I smile as I turn to look at him at the same time I put my gun down.“To the store. Then I’m thinking of doing some clothe shopping and maybe look at teeny-tiny baby clothes. Wanna come with?” I say to him as I wrap my arms around the back of his neck and move up to my tiptoes and kiss him.“As if I’d let you go on your damn own. So yes, I’m coming with you, but first we have an appointment. Doc managed to get us an appointment at the hospital to check on peanut.” Peanut? I roll my eyes i
Savage POV.They fucking ambushed us and kidnapped my daughter. Angel has been laying unconscious on the hospital bed for three fucking days. Her hand is in mine as I sit beside her. Antonio, his men, Teagan, and my parents arrived not long after Foxy and her new friends escaped.I ran to the SUV that was on its roof to find Rebel gone and Angel unconscious and bleeding. I was shot in the shoulder, but I didn’t care at that moment. My heart fucking stopped seeing my angel, my goddess, like that.We have had teams looking for Rebel. All the traffic cams have been pulled and Ice, Rosena, and Simon are searching for the remaining Viper’s. I need to get my daughter back and I will fucking destroy anything and everyone who gets in my fucking way.“Any change?” I shake my head, not taking my eyes from Angel, whose face is bruised and cut. This will kill her that she will feel like she failed to protect Rebel and our unborn child. Sadly, she lost the baby and I don’t want to tell her, it wil
Angel POV.I lost both of my kids because of her. She took my daughter and my unborn child away from me, all because of what my family did to her sick cunt of a father? Her day of reckoning is coming and it will be me who ends her once and for all. Even if it means me dying too. She will never be able to hurt my family again.I will break down once I have Rebel safely back in my arms. Until then, I will keep pushing until I find her. Boomer is following the trail and has stopped and I know why. This was where we were ambushed. I stop the SUV and climb out.I see the marks on the road. Bits of broken glass that hasn’t been swept away properly. My boots click on the tarmac with each step I take. I see a dark patch on the ground and I know that is from the gasoline that was spilt. I look straight ahead in the direction they took off.The rumble of bikes behind me doesn’t stop me. I walk forward with Boomer in front of me. I stare straight ahead. I will find you, my baby girl. Mommy and d
Savage POV.It has been a week since Angel was released from the hospital. Me and my crew have been out everyday following leads and nothing. It is like they are a few steps ahead of us. It is starting to piss me off and the longer it takes, the more I start to believe we will never get Rebel back.Angel has slept most of the time. She has cried herself to sleep, and it breaks my heart. She blames herself. She won’t let me comfort her and so all I can do is wait until she is asleep before leaving her alone.My mom and some of the ole ladies have kept an eye on her. The club girls have too, but they have been acting strange. I don’t have time to deal with any more drama. I need to find my daughter. I sit on the chair in our bedroom and watch as Angel drifts to sleep.Once Angel is fast asleep, I need to leave her to begin the search for Rebel again. I won’t give up until I have her home. I kiss her head and vow to find our little girl and bring her home safe and sound. I leave the bedr
Angel POV.Hearing Rebel scream and cry for her daddy makes my heart beat frantically in my chest.I go to snatch the phone when my mom holds me back. I look at her and she shakes her head. I look at Alessa, who is watching Joanna as she works. They are tracking her location.“Don’t bother tracking the call. I am using a blocker. So Ryder, baby missed me?” She asks in a sickly sweet voice as Rebel sobs in the background. Ryder’s face was red with anger.“Give my daughter back to me, Foxy, and nothing will happen to you.” I snap my head to him and he looks at me and shakes his head slowly, telling me to stay calm. How can I stay calm? She took our daughter and killed our unborn baby.“Not so fast, Ryder. I want something from you first.” She chuckles when I hear what sounds like a slap and Rebel screams. I struggle.“REBEL!” I scream and Foxy laughs down the phone.“Hi Angel. I thought you died. Pity really, Rebel and I have been spending some quality time together, after all I will be
Rebel POV.We have ridden for hours and have not long gone past the Mexican border. The compound isn’t far from here. It makes it easier for my uncle to get his product over the border if he has to. It still amazes me how the Moretti’s can’t be touched by anyone. It still makes me laugh.The looks on the faces of border control when we all rolled up. They didn’t check, they just let us pass. Even though uncle Nico is the head of the Cartel. He does do work for the community and the country. He pays for homes to be built and helps those in desperate need.I never understood how he would do that, especially when he runs the drugs and guns for the family. He may be seen as a criminal just like the rest of us, but he is trying to do what is right.The reason the Moretti’s do this is simple: they can control and monitor what is bought in and who it is given to. What the buyers decide to do with it after that is not on us. Nonna explained it to me. That she was against it all, but nonno tol
Rebel POV.It was at the moment Maisie realised her mistake. She raised her gun and aimed it at me.I just scoffed and burst into side splitting laughter. She looks at me in confusion. I step closer to her until the barrel of the gun is pressed against my chest.“Go on, do it. If you don’t, you will die now for pulling that on me. I think all your colleagues here now know you are a rat. You are a disgrace to the badge. I will love nothing more than to take you to the void. I bet there are more just like you. So tell me, Agent Owens, who else is involved?” I say agent Owens, full of malice and sarcasm. She looks at me like she is looking at a psychopath. Which, given the circumstances, I am.“I don’t know what you are talking about?” she says and I tut at her and shake my head.“Now, now, don’t lie or play coy. I know who you are and I know where I have seen you before. Tell me, how long have you been an agent?” I ask not just her, but the room.“She is new to the force. Four months, g
Rebel POV.I ride towards the site where the institute was. I need answers and it’s best to start there. Hopefully, I find something. All I can think about is how much Luna had changed since being in there and the positive and amazing changes she made. I was apprehensive at first that she was manipulating everyone, but she wasn’t. She was responding positively.She was even helping with the other patients; she told me that when she was finished with her treatment she wanted to go into the medical field and help others like how she used to be. I was so happy for her. Now she is gone. My baby sister is dead. I will find out why and who did this.Whoever did this to her will pay tenfold for this. Why wait for her to get better? Why not do this when she went in? I can understand why someone would want her dead. She was evil before she went there. But this wasn’t an accident, this was thought out, but why?I rev the throttle and ride as fast and as hard as I can to get there. When the answ
Scythe POV.Life has been going good, great actually. We have now been living together for a few months and are in the house. Rebel freaked out when we took her to it. But in a good way. She sobbed, and we knew it meant more to her than anything.The pup, or little wrecking ball as I call her, has a name now. Lubov or love as it means in Russian. Rebel fell in love with her at first sight and don’t tell her this, but so did I. So she called her Lubov. She still is destructive, but that is because of her size. She has grown lots and is only seven months old and weighs seventy pounds.She has her own sofa and bed in the bedroom. She is too big to lay with us. She still thinks she is a small pup and thinks she can sit on our laps. Well, not Rebel’s, but mine and Dante’s. We don’t mind she is beautiful, loyal and affectionate. She will be the same size as the dogs the Mother’s Revenge have over six feet on her hind legs and with enough fur to make a carpet with.We all train her, and she
Dante POV.I enter the penthouse and make my way to the bedroom and smile as I see both Scythe and Rebel laying entwined and naked on top of the quilt. Looks like they have finally taken that final step.I take off my suit jacket and hang it up and unbutton my shirt as I make my way to the bathroom to shower. After I have showered and put on my sweats. I leave the bathroom bare-chested and barefoot.I know Scythe told Rebel I was at the club, but that was a lie. I was actually at the house I bought for us all to live in. It is a surprise for Rebel.It has plenty of room; I know Rebel wants kids and so do Scythe and I. Rebel would make a fantastic mom; she is fearless, strong and loving. She has a lot of love to give. Every day, I get a glimpse of that and it makes me love her more.I have been worried that she will get bored with living a normal life, but she has taken to it like a duck to water. I whine comes from the living room and I move to see the newest addition to our chaotic l
Rebel POV.It has been three weeks since mom was shot by Luna. We are now back at home. Mom is recovering at home and apparently dad is driving her mad with his fussing. I laughed when she told me this. I think it’s cute, if there is anything I will say. The love they have for each other is beautiful. We speak every day and I go around to their home to visit nearly every day.It is strange that I have fallen into a routine of visiting with them. I even broke mom out for the day. It caused dad to send the club looking for us. We were doing some mom and daughter bonding. It was hilarious seeing the entire club riding round town looking for us. Since then, dad has threatened to put trackers on us both.Mom and dad’s relationship didn’t have the best of times, and other factors played into that. Dad was blinded by someone else and as a result, he lost me and mom for two years until he found us.Like any relationship, they had their battles but came out of it all, even if mom was the one w
Rebel POV.After a couple of hours of doing the cleanup and making sure Roman was ok. We drove in silence to the hospital. RJ had hold of my hand the entire time. Even though he is nearly nineteen, he still needs comfort. He is a victim of Luna’s revenge as much as I am. Once we arrived. We get out of the SUV.RJ to my left, Dante to my right and Dylan behind us as we all walk into the A&E Department of the hospital.“I’ll see what is happening. Why don’t you three go and sit down?” I say as I approach the receptionist behind the Perspex glass.“Hi, I am checking up on my mom. She was brought in a not so long ago with a GSW to the right shoulder. Her name is Angel Moretti-Jackson.” I say and she types away on her keyboard, looking at the screen.“You said she was you mum?” I nod my head.“Yes, she was taken from the scene by ambulance and my sister was in another one, Luna-Skye Moretti-Jackson.” I say and she nods her head.“Ok, they are both back there. The police are there now as we
Rebel POV.I’m shoved to the ground landing hard a split second after the guns went off. I land and the air leaves me in a whoosh.“MOM!” I scream as she lies on top of me. “Mom, what did you do?” I say and she wheezes. I push her gently to the ground and begin to check her over. My dad comes running to check her over. She lifts her hand and cups my cheek. Tears streaming down her face.“I’m sorry Rebel, what she said, don’t you dare believe it? I always wanted you, always. I couldn’t stand back and watch my little girls fighting like this. I did what I had to. I love you so much, my little princess. I am sorry.” She chokes as I find where she was shot. I pull my hand away and see blood.“Stay still mom, you will be ok. Ok, you stay calm. You won’t die, not like this. Ok.” I have tears streaming down my face as I remove the vest from her. The bullet hit her shoulder. I add pressure.“Mom, I need to check the wound, ok, hold on. I NEED A KIT, ALESSA GET ME A FUCKING KIT NOW!” I scream
Dante POV.Can this helicopter go any bloody faster? That flight was the longest of my life. Flying never bothers me, but knowing that Rebel is going to do something stupid, it seemed to drag on. We are nearly there. But not soon enough.Alessa received a message not long before we landed, telling her Rebel was meeting with my aunt and the pres of the Daughters Of Chaos in a pub. To discuss what she will do. Alessa told her to make Rebel wait, as we were not that far behind.“ETA 10 minutes, then we head into the territory. Vittoria is now meeting with Rebel.” Alessa says and we all nod our heads. We need to get to her before she carries out this fucking plan of hers.I look at everyone that has come with us; we needed two helicopters to take us all to the territory. Scythe is looking at me, and I know he is as nervous as I am. We could lose her if we don’t intercept her before she takes Luna.We land in an empty field and pile out and into the waiting SUVs that Nate and Nico have arr