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
Angel POV.“You betrayed your brothers. You will both die for this. So tell me, Solomon, does it feel good to betray your club? And you Hound, I should have known you are nothing but a pussy ass bitch. So come on, why?” I say, knowing the earpiece is recording this. Good thing it is tiny and they can’t see it.I ignore the shouts from outside and the obvious noise of Ryder and my family trying to get in by any means. It is then I notice there are no windows in this barn.“Well, this is payback. Payback for what your momma and grandfather did to my sister.” I look at Solomon but shrug. Ok, well, I was either still a baby, or it was when I was a child. Either way, it has nothing to do with me.“And who was your sister? My grandfather is nothing to me. My momma killed him after what he did. If anything, my father should have killed him when my momma was a child. Besides, my momma must have had her reasons to kill your sister. She wouldn’t kill anyone just for the sake of it.” I tell him,
Savage POV.I watch as Angel kisses Rebel and sets her on her feet as my little girl runs; I scoop her up and hold her close to me as she cries. I shake my head at Angel and she smiles softly at me.“I’m sorry.” She whispers and I hear her. My eyes widen as I scream her name as she shuts the door. Teagan takes Rebel and I run and bang on the barn door and begin to shoulder barge it when Ivar and the rest of my men try to find another way in.“Ryder, she isn’t alone in there. Look.” Joanna hands me a tablet as my men keep trying and I see Solomon and Hound. My blood boils in my veins at the betrayal from my brothers. I listen to everything. When Solomon mentions Carmella, I look at Teagan and she is fuming. Rage etches on her face as she watches.I watch as Hound steps towards Angel. My heart is beating painfully against my ribcage. Then he turns and faces Solomon. I hear the shot. I watch as Solomon falls. Hound didn’t betray the club.The sound of bikes in the distance brings me out
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