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
Savage POV.I’ve been sitting in this room for what feels like an eternity. Rebel has also been seen and checked over. I had to speak to the CPS and explained the situation. They threatened to take Rebel away. Until Teagan intervened. One word from her and the mention of her name was enough for them to back off. I get it. They are just doing their jobs.Rebel wasn’t seriously hurt. She had bruises on her face and wrists and ankles, from where she was secured to the chair. The doctors are arranging for her to see a child’s psychologist. The police and FBI are also involved. But all they can do is do nothing. Those that did this are all dead.Foxy was confirmed dead and the rest that came that day to kill us all suffered the same. Antonio told them what happened, and they were happy with the explanation and closed the case then and there. They said it wasn’t worth the headache to go against the mafia, the cartel, the DeNucci family, and the clubs.So here we are waiting for word about A
Savage POV.It has been two month’s since the incident. We all take it in turns to stay with her, even though we know she isn’t going to wake up soon.Every night I go home to her house to be with Rebel because she doesn’t understand why her mommy is still sleeping. So we have told her she was really tired and will wake up soon. I only hope that would be the case, but I know it won’t be. It breaks my heart to hold her as she cries herself to sleep.Our families also stand watch when I’m not there. I have never been a man to pray, but I have been every chance I get. Begging for her to come back to me, to us. The doctors can’t give us a time frame because, according to them, it is up to Angel.Even though it has been a few days and I can see and touch her, I know she is not really there. Her physical body is but nothing else. It is so hard to see her like this and know that I can’t do anything to make it better.So I sit here and watch and wait, keeping my Angel safe. Waiting for news o
Savage POV.It has been another month since they removed Angel from her life support, but she hasn’t woken up. This has left us all worried that she will never wake up.Rebel has been giving me plushies for her mom everyday she says they are to keep her safe. So I take a new one every day to Angel. The way Rebel explained it to me. Was that because she couldn’t be with her mommy. Then her plushies will keep watch over her until Rebel can see her again. It brought tears to my eyes that I have such a kind, beautiful, and caring little girl. Who is just like Angel was when she was little.Angel used to hate seeing people sad and would do all she could to make them smile again. In a way, she only knew how. She was never nasty or mean. Angel looked at the world differently, through the eyes of an innocent, pure little girl. And I destroyed her and how she viewed the world.Since she has been in her coma, I have had time to think back on everything that has happened. She deserves better tha
Angel POV.I’m confused, scared, and irritated. How could I not be? I don’t even know who I am or how I got here or why.That man called Ryder he seemed to know me. He told me we have a daughter. Why can’t I remember? He said it was his fault. How is it his fault? What did he do to me?I clutch my head and sob as I fight to try and remember what happened and if he is lying.“Angel, breathe sweetheart. It is a lot to take in.” I squeeze my eyes shut as I concentrate on my breathing. Pain in my head like lightning zipping and zapping through my skull. I scream in pain.But it’s not physical, it’s gut-wrenching fear and frustration.“What happened to me?” I say in a whisper as tears stream down my cheeks. I choke on a sob.“The doctors will explain to you.”“No, you tell me. I don’t think I can handle anymore people right now. Please, tell me how I ended up here.” I ask as I lift my heavy head to look at the lady. She said her name is Barbara, but everyone calls her Barb. She sits on the
Savage POV.I watch as she thrashes in her sleep, mumbling about Foxy and Rebel. I watch when she gasps for breath and I jump up and grab her. She clutches my arms tightly as she shakes in fear.“Angel.” I look at her and he looks at me, but her eyes are vacant as she looks through me.“Foxy.” Is all she says as she falls back down limp. She fainted. I lay her back down and bite my bottom lip to stop from crying. I clutch her hand and lower my head.“Ryder, we need to call them.” Scar says from the side and I nod my head, not lifting it.“Do it.” I say as I sniffle and breathe to stop the tears from falling. I’m exhausted mentally and emotionally. She is going to need everyone involved to help her.I sit back and watch as she sleeps. My eyes feel heavy and I must have nodded off because the next thing I feel is a presence in the room, and I open my eyes and see Teagan looking at her daughter with tears dripping from her chin.“Teagan.” I say and she wipes her cheeks, turning her blood
Harmony POV.No sooner had my water’s broke, I was rushed to the hospital. I feel guilty that I sort of ruined our wedding, but Faith wanted out and she doesn’t seem to be in any rush about the eviction process.Six hours later and I’m still pregnant, sweating and grunting like a pig with each contraction. I have lost count of how many times I have changed position, walked around the room, counted my steps. Bounced on the yoga ball and breathed in copious amounts of gas and air, having the giggles and sounding like Barry White when I talked.Mav, as usual, is the epitome of calm. He has held me as I groaned, leaning on him; he has wiped my sweat and tears and been really supportive. I know the entire frigging club is in the waiting room. Momma is with Melody, keeping her busy. I only wanted Mav with me, much to my momma’s disappointment, but she respected it and has been checking in often.Melody has been in to see me, but once the contractions became harsher, like my insides were bei
Harmony POV.It has been a month since my baby shower/engagement party. Today is the wedding. But I feel off. Maybe it is just my nerves and I’m being silly.Mav stayed at the clubhouse last night. I have all the bridesmaids here with me. It felt strange waking up without Mav next to me. But I know I should be used to it, especially when he goes on runs with the club. But this feels different.My parents have not had him going on runs lately with me being so close to my due date, just in case something happens so he is close by, but I had his pillow a few of his shirts so I could still smell him. Hell, even Melly climbed into our bed not long after I went to bed. I think she knows something is up because she has been extra clingy lately.I’m putting it down to the excitement of today. I yawn as I let Michelle finish doing my hair. I sip my juice as the rest of my bridal party all drink champagne. Melly is helping Michelle by passing the hair accessories.Melly looks beautiful in her f
Harmony POV.Ok, everyone is acting really strange, sly even. It is almost like I have woken up in the twilight zone. Even Melody and Mav are both acting strange. You know what? Let them keep their secrets. I chuckle as I watch them both from the kitchen as I sip my non caffeine coffee.They are both talking in whispers, and Melody keeps giggling like it is some kind of private joke. Well, whatever it is, as long as my little darling is happy, that is all that matters to me.I reach for my phone on the counter and read the messages I have sent to my momma; she has read them but not replied. Now that is just plain rude. Like seriously, I thought she was coming over today to take me shopping. Something must have happened. She will get in touch when she is ready.The giggling has stopped, and I feel eyes on me. I cautiously chance a glance in their direction, narrowing my eyes and find them both staring at me before they look away and start whispering again.I sigh and heave my fat ass t
Maverick POV.We remained true to our word and allowed Melody to come to the next scan; she was crying, watching as her little sister kicked and rolled inside her safe haven, of her mom’s womb.Melody was so happy, she even was a little bit smug. She said I told you so. My little girl, no, not just mine. Our little girl is just wonderful.I have been getting ahead of myself and I may or may not have gone overboard with the all the baby things, add in the fact that Melody has helped and everything is pink and glittery. But you know what, I don’t give two fucks.Melody has in no way been left out of anything related to her baby, her words. Every time we buy something for the baby, Melody gets something. Melody even has been practicing changing diapers and bottle feeding on her dolls. Even singing lullabies. Harmony and I both know Melody is going to be the best big sister there ever was.Harmony is now seven and a half months along and time is ticking. She carries our daughter well. Eve
Harmony POV.God, I’m sobbing like a baby. This is not the first time Melody has called me mommy, but it always brings tears to my eyes. I really need to get a grip on my emotions.“I’m sorry mommy, I didn’t mean it. You can go wherever you want. I’m sorry.” Oh, my heart. I pull Melody up onto my lap and kiss her all over her face, laughing as I do.“Oh baby, no, you didn’t upset me. These are happy tears. Every time you call me mommy, I just get so happy that I cry. You didn’t do anything wrong, my sweet girl. I love you.” I hug her and she hugs me back. I look around the room and everyone is staring at us with smiles on their faces. I see some of the members wiping their eyes.God, we are all emotional right now. There must be something in the air.“I’m sorry mommy, I love you too.” Well, that does it and we are both crying. Mav is rubbing my back as I just hold my precious little girl. God, I’m starting to sound like Gollum.“Melly, there is something that came for you today while
Maverick POV.Looking at the black-and-white image in my hand. I smile as I look at our baby. Harmony is nearly nine weeks pregnant and I’m amazed at the little life we created. With its head, legs, arms, and spine. The OBGYN told us our baby is the same size as a strawberry right now. So tiny. But no matter, our baby looked perfect and healthy.God even hearing the rapid whooshing of our baby’s heartbeat brought tears to not only mine but Harmony’s eyes. The OBGYN gave us a lot of information to take home and read one being a pregnancy diary. A week-to-week guide of what our baby will be like and how it will be developing. I’m on cloud fucking nine right now and nothing can shake this feeling.But then I feel guilty because I didn’t experience this with Melody. I feel like a piece of shit for not being there for her. Hell, if I had known Felicity was pregnant, I would have been there every step of the way. Regardless of my feelings for the woman.All I can do is be there for Melody a
Harmony POV.It has been a rough few weeks since the whole Joel incident. The DeAngelis family were informed, and they interrogated Dana. She didn’t know anything. Joel approached her in a bar, knowing who Lucky was. He told her he was a friend of her son and she believed him because she was desperate. We let Dana go, and she promised she would stay away and if Lucky ever contacted her, that was on him. He hasn’t.We had Joel’s phone and handed everything over to Gabriella DeAngelis and with her and her family and mine; they went after every contact in Joel’s phone, finding more auctions and shut them all down.They made examples of each person. In a few sort weeks, the world knew what was happening, and it caused mass riots until the higher ups had to get actively involved to help in the efforts to stop the auctions.I think Benito, my cousin, had a huge part to play in that. He is the mafia king now, after all. Rumour has it that he personally went to the President and told him what
Harmony POV.I land on my knees beside Mystique, not looking at Joel who is spluttering and choking on his blood. I move my shaky hands to check her over. My hand moves to her chest, feeling something warm and slick.He shot her; she took the bullet meant for me.“Mystique, no, no, no, no. Get someone to help. He shot her. Come on, girl, you will be OK,” I say even though I know deep down I am kidding myself.The doctor comes over, kneeling beside me, and checks her over.“Here, let me help. We need to stop the bleeding, but she needs someone who is a vet that specialises in big cats.” He says as he adds pressure to Mystique’s wound.“Tank, he used to work at the zoo. He would know. Dad, get Tank in here now!” I scream as I run my hand through Mystique’s fur. She isn’t whimpering or yowling, she is laying still just watching me. She is panting hard, but is calm.I hate what she had to endure to become the killing machine she was bred to be.“Baby, she will be ok. Come on,” Mav says as
Harmony POV.A few hours before the rescue!I’m in shock. Joel said I was pregnant. How did he know that? I try to see anything out of the ordinary. I twist my body and look at the inside of my elbows and there is a small bandaid. The Bastard took my blood. But why?Ok, I’m not that thick. Clearly he is checking for any diseases because, you know, according to him, I’m unclean. Fuck Joel, when I get out of here. He is going to wish his dad beat him to death, because what my family will do to him will make him wish for death.I push back against the wall. Bringing my legs up. I push my back and feet as I start to slide up the wall. Sweat is beading against my forehead with the energy I am using. Once standing. I look around the room; the sun is going to rise soon.I need to find something to cut these restraints and then find a weapon. Joel will be back soon, and I need to be ready for when he does.Using the wall, I shuffle as quietly as I can. I grit my teeth with each millimetre I m