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
Angel POV.My memories have slowly begun to return. But it doesn’t matter. I have to focus on here and now. It has been weeks since I left the hospital with my momma.I knew who she was when I opened my eyes. I mean, she is my momma. How could I not know her? I started physiotherapy to help with walking again and it’s hard. I’m like Bambi on ice.Learning to walk again and to regain strength is hard, but I do it. When I’m not learning to walk again, I spend a lot of time with my little princess. Rebel. She hasn’t left my side, and she does ask for her father.After what I heard in the hospital that night, some of my memories came back. The crash, the rape, the loss of my unborn baby, and that is something I can’t forget for now.“That’s it Angel. One more.” I’m currently walking, holding on to what I can only describe as ballet bars. One foot in front of the other. I’m slow, but Rome wasn’t built in a day.“Ok, that’s it. I need a break.” I say, sweat dripping from my face and back. Y
Savage POV.It has been weeks of constant calls to the Moretti’s for updates on my daughter and woman. My mom and dad have also been calling, and each time we deal with Teagan. Gianni sends me pictures of them both. Just seeing them both makes me smile.I send messages every day to Angel; she reads them but never responds. I have left voicemails too. But nothing, I won’t stop though.I’m so proud of Angel. Gianni sent me a video of her walking and holding on during one of her sessions, the sheer concentration on her face, the way her tongue poked out of the side of her mouth, every grunt, strain, and grimace. But the smile on her face when she completed it made my heart swell with pride.I even cheered when she got to the end. Everyone in the clubhouse looked at me like I’d lost my mind. But whatever, if I can’t be there in person giving her the encouragement, I will do it from afar.“Son. Can you come to the office when you get a minute, please?” My dad says from the side and I look
Harmony POV.It has been two weeks since I came back home, and the snow has fallen overnight. Making everything look like a winter wonderland.The man who was the breeder for Mystique told me everything I needed to know. He gave me the commands and what each meant. So I know not to use them.He gave a demonstration, and I was sickened by what she was capable of, but not really surprised considering her true nature. I do watch nature documentaries, so I have an idea.For his cruelty of animals, he was killed and buried far away. Since then it has been decided Mystique will stay here with me. She is too valuable to be placed anywhere. Especially after word had broken out about her and how they can be trained in warfare. She will be safer here with me. She is a mix of an endangered species, so this is the best for her.We are in the process of making the perimeter fences higher with state-of-the-art security systems in place so she can roam freely around the compound, but of a night, she
Harmony POV.Walking into the clubhouse with Melody in my arms, Mav holding my hand and Mystique walking beside me. I felt relief as the weight of everything that happened and could have happened is lifted from me.The members all stepped aside to allow us to pass. They were all saying the same things. So happy you are back. We are happy to see you are ok; you are so lucky we found you.I nodded at each person as I sat down. Michelle comes running towards me with the kids.“Thank god, you are ok.” She hugs me and Melody and I hug her back as best as I can. The twins have tears in their eyes.“Oh my little brave boys, I’m ok. Come here, I’m ok.” I hug them both and they cry on my shoulder. These kids must have been terrified they would never see me again, same as the members were.“Ok, I’m here now. Let’s dry those tears, and I want to hear everything you three have been up to while I was gone.” I say and they nod their heads and wipe their faces and begin telling me what they have don
Harmony POV.I woke up and looked at Mav; he is sleeping peacefully. I try to move, but he holds me tighter to him. I look around the jet and the members are all sleeping. They must all be exhausted. This is my family and I am extremely grateful to each and everyone of them. I check on Mystique and she has moved and is now laying by my momma’s feet. Like a giant lap dog.“Go back to sleep baby, I’ve got ya,” Mav says and god above, his sleepy voice is the sexiest thing I have ever heard. I snuggle closer and close my eyes again.I’m jolted awake, knowing we have landed. I sit up and stretch and yawn. Before looking at Mav and he is smiling at me and I blush, feeling the heat crawl up my neck to my cheeks.“Don’t be embarrassed you are beautiful Harmony. Melody is going to lose her shit when she sees you.” Oh god Melody.“How is she? Is she ok?” I ask and he smiles at me before pulling my hood down and he shifts in his seat as he looks at me as we wait for the jet to stop.“She gave cl
Harmony POV.Once we arrived at my family’s private jets, I could see some of the members of the MC standing watch, armed to the teeth. Even some of the mafia guards were with them and some girls from the Mother’s Revenge. They all rallied for me. It brings tears to my eyes.If they didn’t come for me when they did, this would have been a very different ending to these events.The brothers and the mafia guards all averted their eyes when Maverick carried me towards the stairs of the private jet.“No one shoots my cat or there will be hell to pay!” I say loud enough as Mystique walks behind us. Maverick groans and I know he is thinking I’m crazy. Maybe I am. But Mystique is unique and all I want to do is protect her.Seeing her in that cage, scared and uneasy, broke my heart. She is a living, breathing, beautiful creature. She deserves better than that and I intend to give that to her.“We need to sedate her and get her in a cage, Harmony. She can’t just lie down. There isn’t enough ro
Maverick POV.The MC is waiting outside the building, ready to storm the place. I can see some of the members of the Sons Of Hades. One in particular sees me and I know who he is. He is called Lucky and is Hank’s son.He nods his head once at me and I look at Wild Child and nod for him to follow me. The Princes Of Darkness are in penguin suits and I’m so uncomfortable. The bloody bowtie is strangling me and I can’t wait to take it off.“Lucky, what a coincidence.” I say to him and he looks at me and I now know who has been feeding us the intel. He is nothing like his father, and Melody would talk about her friend called Lucky. He and a few of his brothers would bring Melody food and clothes. So for that, I am grateful to him. He did try to get her out, but was caught.He spent two weeks in the cells for insubordination and was kept away from Melody until I took her away from there.“Outlaw, Wild Child. I know you are here for Harmony.” Wild child steps up to him and he is evenly match
Harmony POV.We have been driving for a while with no breaks, so I have slept for the most part of the journey. I can’t tell if it’s still daylight, but I have a feeling it is starting to get dark. I hope that what Lucky told me is true and that my family is coming for me. If not, then it looks like I will have to fight my way out.“We are here.” Lucky says, and I groan and pretend to come round.“Looks like she will need another dose.” One of the bad brothers says and Lucky sighs.“No, too much will kill her and we need her lucid to stand on the stage. So no more. Besides, her new owners will knock her out before transport.” Lucky tells the idiot and the man grunts and agrees. Lucky takes a breath.“It won’t be much longer now Harmony, it will be over soon.” He says, and I nod my head.“I know, thank you Lucky.” I say when the van doors are open and the van jostles when whoever has entered to lift me and take me out. I’m carried over a shoulder again as we enter a building. The warm
Maverick POV.I called Scythe with what I had found and he told me to return to the clubhouse after three weeks of searching and following leads. I rode like a bat out of hell to get back. No sooner had I returned I was called into Church. I had found a lead after one of the clubs I went to told me about this annual auction.My gut was telling me this is where they would take Harmony. The DeAngelis children and the Mother’s Revenge have been busting auctions across the country since they split the teams up and each took down an auction. So far, twelve have been closed down in three weeks.The rest of the club had travelled to other clubs, but the clubs I went to are into darker things. They, too, were destroyed. I am not called Outlaw for nothing. More like their executioner.I walk in to the clubhouse. Melody is at school that the ole ladies had set up for the school-age kids to attend with the help of the local schools. The town knows when we go into lockdown it means it’s bad and t
Harmony POV.I have watched and observed my captures. They think they are slick that I don’t know that they are waiting for tonight to send me to the biggest auction of the year on New Year’s Eve.These people, especially Felicity and the club president Hank, are clouded by greed that they haven’t realised the massive fuck up they have committed by taking me hostage. It has been three weeks since I was taken and I have learned much from being here.Felicity the first day beat me while I was restrained, but I broke her nose with an epic head butt. She wanted me raped, but Hank had sense. He told her they would get more money if I remained intact. In other words, a virgin. She didn’t like that at all, but she finally agreed.I spend my days sitting and watching, listening and plotting. These people are idiots. Plain and simple.Clearly, they have forgotten something really important about me. I chuckle to myself. They forget that no auction house will ever take me knowing who my family
Maverick POV.“Right, as you all know, my daughter Harmony was kidnapped from her home. There was a struggle and two guys were found dead. They are members of the Sons Of Hades.” The room erupts into angry shouts and accusations are thrown around.I sit quietly, knowing that the situation is about to be made a million times worse when they all find out that Felicity has escaped. She must have swiped the spare key for the windows and waited to escape.“Why target her? she has never hurt anyone.” Tank, Ripper’s son, asks and we all look at Rebel who is in full tactical gear and I know she means war.“She was their target all along. Think about it. Felicity, who, by the way, has escaped, told us the club was going to sell the kids. So tell me, boys, who would bring in more cash? The club kids or the club princess who is also part of the Mafia and Cartel?” Rebel says, and I can feel some of the member’s eyes burning holes into me.“Harmony.” Hound says and the members all murmur about how