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
Angel POV.I watch as my father and momma make their way through everyone. The members part like the red sea for my parents and I look at them. They don’t look happy. They look pissed. What is going on? Shouldn’t they be happy? I mean, dad was the one telling me to follow my gut. So why is he pissed?“Angel, Rebel. Go wait outside.” My dad says and I look at him and straighten my shoulders and I don’t move.“No, whatever you need to say, you say it with me present.” I say and people gasp. I have never spoken back with disrespect, especially to my parents. My heart is steady as I watch him as he walks towards me. Like a predator stalking its prey. As my dad gets closer to me, he kisses Rebel on her cheek and she giggles, but I keep my eyes on him.“Nate. Take Rebel to play,” He says, watching me and I nod my head to my twin as he takes Rebel from her father. He gives me a confused look. I shrug my shoulders because I don’t know what is happening.“Go play outside with uncy Nate, baby.
Angel POV.I had listened to the conversation between Alessa and my momma. They both laughed and Alessa agreed to help and granted us permission to enter her territory. Which we needed, of course. If we didn’t have it, then it would be seen as war. A war even we couldn’t win. No one goes against the Mother’s Revenge, the Bratva, and the Cosa Nostra and lives to tell about it.The plan has been made. The MC will ride out with my family to get the members who have betrayed the club, and they will be taken care of according to their laws. Death for their betrayal.Ryder has initiated another lockdown and the members families have begun to enter the compound and I have helped set everyone up in rooms. Hatchet, Ryder, my father, brothers, and uncles are in church with the members as they discuss what will happen.So it’s me, momma and the women helping set everyone up. Hopefully, this lockdown will only last a few hours, but it’s better to be safe than sorry.“Angel, can I have a word, ple
Angel POV.With that revelation, I think it is safe to say everyone is now well and truly fucked off. As much as I would like to think that Danny wouldn’t do this, he has proven me wrong. What happened to him to want to do this?“This has something to do with what happened.” I mumble, more to myself than anyone else. Ryder moves and hugs me from behind. I place my hand on his forearm as he leans his chin on top of my head.“Explain princess.” He says and I look up and stare at my dad and Hatchet. I think they have the same idea I do.“You said this MC the Hell Raiders in the west are fairly new. Are they one percenters? How new are they? Also, I know this is a stupid question, but I’m going to ask it anyway. Where background checks done on these newer members?” I say in one breath and my dad smirks at me. He nods his head slightly, giving me I think you’re on to something look.Murmurs ring out in the room as I wait for someone to speak. Ice clears his throat and I turn my head to loo
Savage POV.This woman of mine. I swear to god I will tie her to the damn bed when I catch up to her. I will spank her ass red. She never fucking learns. She never fucking listens, either. Can’t she see this is fucking dangerous? That I have lost her too many times to lose her again?She is being a brat and she will learn a valuable lesson when I get my god damn hands on her!I run to my bike as I straddle it and start it up, putting my helmet on. Angel fucking Moretti will be the death of me, that I’m certain of.“Where did she go?” Antonio roars as he approaches his SUV.“To see Alessa, that’s where!” I snap at him and he growls as he enters his vehicle.“MOVE OUT!” I shout over the rumble of the bikes and make a motion with my hand in the air and I take off. On the road, I see her in the distance. Oh, it’s on.I rev the throttle, gaining on her, when she begins dodging and weaving through traffic. That’s it. She is grounded when I get her back. No more bikes, no more leaving the co
Angel POV.“Angel Moretti. Why am I not surprised to see you here?” Danny asks with a snarl as I’m shoved onto my knees with my hands tied behind my back. I look at him and not at what is happening in the room.The moans and grunts are loud as members of this MC are fucking women in full view. Bile rises in my throat, knowing these women are not here willingly.“Well, I had to come and see you, Baby Face. After all, you took something that doesn’t belong to you. So here I am, to get it back. Oh, thanks for the picture by the way. It was genius, but it didn’t work.” I say when he slaps me and my head whips to the side. Tasting blood on my tongue, I spit it on the floor and look up at him.“You hit like a girl. My four-year-old hits harder than you.” I chuckle when the sounds of sex stops. I lift my chin defiantly.“You think I won’t kill you? After what you fucking did!” he spits as he grabs me up to my feet. His face inches from mine.“Don’t you get it. I can’t be killed. Many have tr
Angel POV.They all look at me in shock and then rage. “How did you escape?” Dane snarls as he stalks to me and I lift my head with a bored expression on my face.“I’m Angel fucking Moretti, that’s how. Danny knows how many times I have escaped death. But saying that. You are an amateur when it really comes down to it. Right Captain.” He stops in his tracks and winces slightly at the rank.I lift my guns at him. I see Mischa. She silently removes her heels and I look back at Dane. and all the members are now solely focused on us. He laughs, a loud booming laugh as his men follow his example. Sheep, all of them are sheeple.“So you know my rank, big deal. What you working for, JAG?” he steps closer like a hungry wolf eyeing its potential prey. He needs to realise even a rabbit has teeth.“Maybe I am. Maybe I’m not. But you would know why they are after you. I’m even more certain your entire unit knows why. But just so we are clear. You will die here tonight. Know that it is Angel Moret
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