LOGINMelody’s POV.It has been a blissful four years. I have expanded the business and my boys, sorry men. My men have been amazing. We got married two years ago and welcomed our twin girls six months ago.Piper and Demi. They are identical and so sweet. They have everyone wrapped around their identical
Melody’s POV.Ok I can do this. I can do this. I don’t want to be a chicken. Besides, there is no point any longer in denying the pull between us three. I know now it has always been there, and I was being a fool to deny it for as long as I have.I could easily deny it all after what has happened, b
Johnny’s POV.Life has gone back to what it was. Melody is doing a lot better now, and I know that her recovery has so much to do with Rebel and her girls. Melody was a shell of herself when we all learnt the truth, but now I sit here watching her with the kids and her pup.Her face lights up as she
Melody’s POV.It has been a few months now, and it feels nice, yet strange, to be back in the clubhouse. It was like I never left and I didn’t realise just how badly I missed everyone. How much I had missed by staying away.But they are my family, and family is supposed to stick together. I know I w
“You did good. Just promise me something.” My dad says and I look at him and raise an eyebrow at him.“What do you want me to promise you?” I ask him and he smiles that devilish smile at me.“You give them hell, Melody.” He says before he kisses my head.“I’m so proud to call you my daughter. You ha
Melody’s POV.I watch as my uncle just blinks at me, lost for words. When aunty Sophie walks to his side and smiles at me before she winks.“Ragnar Lothbrok? I take that as a compliment.” My uncle says with a teasing smile on his face and I roll my eyes at him.“Still, what you did and allowed to be
Rebel POV.I walk the corridors of the hospital. The scent of disinfectant invades my nose. It’s me and dad as we walk towards the room where my baby brother is. Mom is with him and hasn’t left his side since he was shot.My dad has hold of my hand. The closer we get, the harder I squeeze. Why do I
“Thanks, love.” I say as I walk towards the sofa and flop down, sitting cross-legged as I grab my mug and bring it to my lips. The hot goodness makes me shiver and wakes up my soul.The other two enter, both topless. Dylan is scratching his head and Dante is stretching. How did I get so damn lucky?
“Yeah, I know. We need to be ready.” He says as he turns and walks back into the house.Nate comes out and looks at us. He doesn’t look upset; he looks proud.“Not many have stood up for Rebel, me included. Thank you for doing that for her. But right now, we need to be ready. We need to spread out.
Scythe POV.We watch as the SUV carrying Rebel drives off at speed. Dante climbs into the SUV and tries to start it up, but nothing. He tries again and nothing.“Fuck!” he shouts as he hits the steering wheel. He climbs out and runs back inside the mansion. I follow behind him. Why did she do this?







