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
Angel POV.It’s quiet, too quiet. Then I remember Rebel is with her dad. She sees him every weekend at his home. It has been five months, but it gives me time to rest and think. I’m moving around on my own now. I’m not as fast as I used to be, but it doesn’t take me half an hour to walk down the damn stairs.My memories have come back now, all of them. I need to speak to Ryder about what happened in that barn. But I’m not sure it will go down well. He blames himself and I didn’t help matters. However, in my defence, I didn’t remember shit. But now, I do.I sigh as I rip the quilt away and shuffle to the end of the bed, placing my feet on the floor and push myself up. I stretch and twist my back before I walk to the bathroom.I have gained a bit of weight now that I don’t have a feeding tube and I’m back to what I was before the shit hit the fan. Foxy is dead, they all are. Do I feel bad about that? No, I don’t.She caused so much stress and pain. I only fulfilled my promise to her. I
Savage POV.Today started like any other, with Rebel climbing all over me. I always pretend to be asleep when she does it before I grab her and kiss her all over her little face. She squeals and laughs and I tickle her. When she first started staying here on the weekends, she slept with me. I didn’t want to be apart from her, and I still didn’t.I don’t have her at the clubhouse of an evening now; we stay in my house. She has her own room, bed, clothes, and toys. It is quieter there, and we have established a routine.This morning we are at the clubhouse. I was coming out of the kitchen when I collided with one of the new club girls. I grabbed her before she fell. She screamed with a squeal and snort, and I laughed as I pulled her up. She was too busy texting and not looking where she was going when we collided. I was no better. I was sending Angel a morning text as well.She apologised, and I did the same. Then we parted ways and we haven’t looked at each other or spoken since. Rebel
Angel POV.Ryder walks us into his room. I know Nate will look after Rebel, so I won’t be too long. The door shuts softly with a click and I cling to him like a baby monkey. His scent is calming me down. Do I admit I have missed him and I know the void in my soul is because he wasn’t with me? I pushed him away because I was filled with shame after my behaviour in the hospital towards him and for the things I said to him.“Angel, princess. Tell what’s on your mind?” he asks so softly it is just above a whisper. His large hand is rubbing my back soothingly. I tighten my hold on him as he sits down on the bed. I open my eyes and lean back slightly.He reaches for my face to wipe my tears from my cheeks. His blue eyes locked on me. I stare back; I want him; I need him. He is the part that has been missing for so long. It has been like I have been in the dark not knowing where to go.“I am sorry. I’m sorry for the way I acted in the hospital. I was embarrassed to come and speak to you. You
Harmony POV.After showing uncle Nico the lot that will have the bar. I received a call from momma. She told me to try to get in touch with Maverick, as he wasn’t answering his phone. I told her I knew where he was and quickly got to my SUV.I tried to call him but it just rang out so I called momma back and she told me that Felicity was seen in town. My hands gripped the steering wheel hard, and I growled, thinking about poor Melody.I drive like the hounds of hell were chasing me down as I skidded to a stop on the opposite side of the school parking lot.I jumped out of the SUV and ran as I saw Maverick. I called out to him as I got in front of him, then but he looked from me to whoever was behind me. Then I heard her voice. It was high pitched and whiny.I slowly turned to face her and got the first glimpse of this disgusting woman.“Oh Outlaw, is this your little girlfriend?” She chuckled as I positioned myself in front of Maverick. Oh, lady, you have no idea who you are trying to
Maverick POV.It has been six weeks since I was welcomed into the Princes Of Darkness. As a welcome gift for Melody, because she loves being on the back of my bike. The club ladies had her own leathers and helmet custom made.She even has her own little cut, like all the kids do. It says Property Of The Little Devil’s Of The Princess Of Darkness MC. A way for the kids to feel like they are important and do belong to a wider family.Then one day we left the house to get her to school and saw a new truck parked in the driveway with a massive red bow attached to the hood with a card under the windshield wiper.I chuckle as I remember what it said. Welcome to POD. I thought you and Melody would like this truck for when the weather changes. Drive carefully.I smile, knowing who it was that had the cage bought here. Harmony. There was even a booster seat in the front passenger for Melody. It’s a nice truck. All shiny and black and I know it is armoured. There were even a few toys and bags o
Harmony POV.I do a happy dance as I leave the conference room with my momma behind me.“You did it, baby. We are so proud of you.” Momma hugs me and we both squeal, jumping up and down together.My family are my biggest supporters and are always pushing Harry and me to always do our best.“Miss Harmony, miss Harmony.” I pull away from my momma and we both look down, seeing Melody.“Hi honey, are you ok?” I ask her as I move to look at her and she is beautiful. I can’t believe her mom just gave her away. I could never do something like that. But from what momma said, it was the right decision for her. She would have been in so much danger because of her mom.“Yup, I had fun at story time with my daddy today. It was fun.” She jumps and down full of energy and I smile at her and momma chuckles.“I’m so glad you had a fun time. Did you make new friends?” I ask her, and she smiles and nods her head. God, she is so adorable. I just want to scoop her up and cuddle her all day.“Uh-huh. I ma
Maverick POV.Being part of a club is going to take some getting used to. I have been a nomad for the past six years, just roaming the country and living my life. Searching for something. That piece of me that is missing.I didn’t know about Melody. If I had known sooner, I would have taken her sooner. Her bitch of a mother, if you can call her that, was neglecting her. The club she was part of should have protected her, but they didn’t. The Sons Of Hades.The word was that the club was in dire straits. They were selling their club whores, pimping them out, beating them into submission. I don’t even want to think about what they would have done with Melody if I had never found out about her.I was in a different territory when I heard the whispers about that club. They weren’t always like that. They were successful, but something happened and they declined rapidly. They asked for help from The Princes Of Darkness and was declined that help.Dylan got word to me of a child who looked l
Harmony POV.Today has been productive. Not only did I manage to get my latest book finished, I also went over the design plans for the bar. That’s if the club let it pass tonight. I know they will because they love me.I walk up the steps to the familiar clubhouse, which is my second home, and open the doors into the main room. I see the members milling about, drinking and playing bar games.“Hey Harmy.” I roll my eyes and walk into the open arms of uncle Hound. He is one of my favourites. He is always getting into some kind of trouble and he is hilarious. All the brothers and their ole ladies are my aunts and uncles.“Houndy, what are you up to?” I ask as I squeeze him and he sighs and I know the answer.“Club business.” We both say at the same time, and he chuckles and I smile up at him.“It is always club business. You staying out of trouble, at least?” I ask when he slings his arm over my shoulder and we both walk towards the bar. I don’t drink, so the prospect knows to give me s
Harmony POV.“Harmony, don’t forget we will be at the clubhouse when you finish work.” I stop walking out of the door and look at my momma, Rebel.“I know, momma, I will be there. Gotta run, love you.” I wave at her as I walk out of the door with my purse crossed over my chest as I walk to my car with my laptop and files.It has been fun growing up in the MC, especially with a family like mine. Harry and I are legacy children. We are both part of the biggest and most feared family in the country. I am twenty and Harry is twenty-five.We are part of the Moretti-Jacksons. My momma is the heir to the DeNucci family, my dads yes you heard that right, I have more than one. One is Dante Fanucci, and he is a mafia Don and owns numerous businesses. Then you have my other dad who is Dylan Scythe Steele, who is the acting president of the Prince Of Darkness MC.My nanna is Angel Moretti. She is the child of Antonio and Teagan Moretti. Then you have my pop-pop Ryder Savage Jackson, who was the p
Rebel POV.FIVE YEARS LATER!I’m sitting on the patio with my mom as I watch Harry sitting in front of my dad as he rides around the bike track that trails around the mansion.“Momma, look it. Look momma.” I chuckle as I smile at him. My dad smiles at me as he rides slowly past us. Harry squealing with delight through his helmet.“I see baby, good job, my brave little man.” I call after him as I rub my growing belly.“He is so precious, you all have done an excellent job at raising him, Rebel. He is so polite and caring, but he has that adventurous and rebellious side to him, too.” Mom says, chuckling as she pours us both some lemonade. As we both watch Harry with my dad.Mom and dad have now retired, well sort of. RJ is now the prez of The Princes Of Darkness and has been for the past two years. So far, he is doing an amazing job. So mom and dad spend a lot of time here with me. RJ is still single and is concentrating on our family and the MC.Our relationship has improved immensely
Rebel POV.Seven months. It has been seven months since I told them I was pregnant. I only have two weeks left and my feet are killing me and so is my back.I have this duck pregnancy waddle down. Even Lubov rolls her eyes when I’m waddling through the house. But she doesn’t leave my side.For the last month, Dante has been working from home and Dylan and refused to go on any runs in case I go early. Which, with the size of me, is a damn possibility.I huff and puff as I stand up and waddle to the bathroom. I have lost count of how many times I have been for a pee today. The baby, which is a boy, is head butting my bladder. Like seriously Son my bladder is not a football.After my nervous announcement, Dylan, and Dante both dropped to their knees and proposed to me. Given the laws, I agreed to marry Dylan. But Dante is still my husband. We were married in the clubhouse and it was a great day. My mom cried when we told them I was pregnant and we were getting married. She and the other
Dante POV.It has been just over six months since the whole fiasco with Rebel escaping and running off to get Sara and Roman.The five men that were dropped into the custody of the FBI and RICO have gone to trial, rushed, of course. Then again, anything that concerns the Moretti’s is always dealt with swiftly and all five were found guilty of human and sex trafficking, misappropriation of the trade secrets, operating venues without the proper licenses, embezzlement, and money laundering.It is safe to say their stays in the maximum security penitentiary are not pleasant. Antonio and my nonno are making sure of that.Zia Vittoria came home, and we buried Roman as a family. She understood what needed to be done and has blamed herself ever since; we are all working with her in her grief.RJ is keeping his head down and is a lot more active in the running of the Princes Of Darkness. Dylan aka Scythe will be RJ’s VP when the time comes. We all sat down and Rebel convinced him to go back to