Angel POV.Well, what should have been a time for me and Rebel to settle in to our new home turned into a damn cookout.The food was cooking on the grill in the back garden; the lawn was filled with my family, Savage, and his mom and dad and some of his guys. It was too much for Rebel being around so many new people and she was getting ratty from travelling and the excitement.I was in the kitchen placing dishes in the dishwasher when I felt his presence.“Need a hand?” he asks, but I ignore him. He had the intention of coming here because I won’t allow Rebel to be around the clubhouse. Couldn’t he have waited until we were settled before coming here like a damn wrecking ball and ruining the peace? Obviously not.“Look, I know this is all extremely overwhelming and …” He starts. I snap, slamming the door of the dishwasher and spin to snarl at him.“And WHAT! You turn up unannounced with your fucking crew, not even letting us settle before you start your dominant shit.” I walk closer t
Savage POV.I didn’t go back to the clubhouse after leaving Angel’s house. I went to my house. The house no one other than my higher-ups have been to. I didn’t sleep last night thinking about Angel and what she said last night.Yes, I was a fucking impatient asshole. I should have allowed her sometime to adjust and settle down, but like the moron I am. I decided it would be a good idea to allow my parents and some of the guys to meet my baby girl.It was going well at first, then Angel erupted and so did Rebel. I knew then I fucked up massively. Even my mom and dad told me I did. But it wasn’t like I invited the whole damn MC.It was only my higher ups and their ole ladies. Nothing big, nothing like what we do at the clubhouse. I wouldn’t allow that to happen at her home. But the guys were too excited to see her again and, of course, meeting my little Rebel was the icing on the cake. The drinks were flowing, and the food was delicious. But I knew Angel was tired and emotional.So I tr
TRIGGER WARNING! READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION!Angel POV.It has been three months since we moved here. I still haven’t been to the clubhouse and Savage respects that. He knows the place holds painful memories for me. Besides, he also knows I don’t want our daughter around the whores. That is not the environment I want Rebel to be around.Hell, some would say I’m a hypocrite because of what my family does, and I would agree. The difference being my parents managed to keep the dirty side of our world away from us until we were old enough to understand. So really, I’m only doing the same thing.Granted, when I was with Savage, I knew what I was getting myself involved with. But he broke my heart and trust. I wasn’t naïve. I knew why those women were there, but I had never seen it, not like I did that day.My parents stayed a little longer and returned home two months ago. Every day, I speak to them and dad has had one of his men move into the area. He was ready to send them all. Thank go
Savage POV.I pace in the clubhouse holding a hysterical Rebel in my arms. Her mother was kidnapped in broad daylight. If it wasn’t for one of the store workers leaving when she did, we wouldn’t know. She called the cops who informed us as back-up as this is my fucking town.So imagine my shock and rage when we got there and found out it was Angel who was taken. And the police had Rebel.It has been hours, and everyone of my men has been out with the police looking for her. I tried to go with them, but Rebel didn’t want me to leave her. So dad took over and went with them.“How could this have happened?” I say as Rebel finally settles in my arms just as the clubhouse doors open and Foxy comes running towards me.“Oh, my god Savage. I just heard what happened. This is awful, are you ok? Do you need anything?” she asks but I ignore her and walk with my daughter to what is my room when I stay here.“Savage, please. Let me help you?” I turn to her, and she stops in her tracks, seeing my d
Savage POV.It has been hours as we wait on word that she is in the clear. The doors to the waiting room burst open and in walks Antonio, Teagan, Nate, and Nico. I stand and move to Antonio and he looks at me before his big fist lands against my jaw.“Where were you when this happened?” he stands over me as I crunch my jaw and lick the blood from my lip. I look up at him, his balled fists shaking with rage.“Antonio, it isn’t his fault. We will find out who did this to her.” Teagan says as she tries to soothe her husband. He steps back, keeping his honey eyes locked on me. Blaze pulls me up as Ice walks in with Simon and Rosena.Teagan clicks her fingers, and Simon hands her a laptop. “Ice, I believe you are the tech guy for the MC?” she asks, and he looks from me to her and nods his head. “Good, here. You will work with my team, finding where she was taken.” He takes the laptop and heads to where Simon and Rosena have set up.“We don’t know …”“I know what I am looking for. Don’t for
Angel POV.Pain, dull aching pain is the first thing that makes itself known that as well as the constant beeping. I groan, trying to open my eyes. I peel my eyes open and blink to take in my fuzzy surroundings.There is a warm light on over me. The rest of the room is in darkness. NO! I’m not back there.My breathing becomes harsh, and the beeping gets harsher. A hand grabs mine. I look at the face. The words spoken are like I’m underwater.“Shhh, princess. I’ve got you.” I blink and my vison starts to clear as I take in her features. Her dark hair, her jade green eyes, the features like my own.“Momma.” My throat is sore and scratchy, my voice raspy as the first tear falls. She bites back a choke as she nods her head. I see the tears glistening in her eyes as she blinks and the tears fall.“Rebel, where’s Rebel?” I ask, becoming panicked. I need my girl. I need her close to me.“She is with your father. It’s ok princess, we will find them and make them pay. You didn’t deserve this.”
Angel POV.With the help of my momma and the nurse, they help me out of bed so I can get to the bathroom. I stand looking at myself in the mirror and feel nothing but disgust.My face is black and swollen, my eyes resemble a panda. The whites of my eyes are blood red, bruises around my throat. Bruising down my collarbone and ribs. Teeth marks on my breasts and red marks mar my abdomen from where they cut me. My thighs are bruised and swollen. I don’t need to know the state down there because I know. I can feel them still and I move to the toilet and vomit, taking a deep breath well as deep as I can.I move back to the mirror and sigh. My hair is matted, and I have dried blood on my skin. I have a support bandage on my nose from where it was broken and then re-set. I look like I’ve been hit by a truck. But I survived, well, sort of. I know I will never be the same again.“Angel, come on, sweetie. Let’s get you cleaned up.” My momma says from behind me and I scoff. She helps me into the
Savage POV.It has been weeks, fucking weeks, since she signed herself out of the hospital and no one has seen her or heard from her.My mom has been to the house and she won’t answer the door. The drapes are drawn and we are all worried so much-so we had the Chief of police do a welfare check on her and Rebel.He told us she was alive and well. She told him she just wanted to be left alone, and she was ok. He told me she was healing; the bruises were faded and turning yellow and that was three days ago.She hasn’t left the house but has food delivered each week. I stand watch at night and during the day I have my men watching the house from a far.This has got to end, and soon. I have been trying to find out who it was, but so far nothing. Ice, Rosena, and Simon found the van and traced it to a warehouse. But the feed was cut.The disturbing thing was the video that was sent to me yesterday. I was physically sick as I watched what they did to her. Hearing her screams and seeing the f
Rebel POV.It was at the moment Maisie realised her mistake. She raised her gun and aimed it at me.I just scoffed and burst into side splitting laughter. She looks at me in confusion. I step closer to her until the barrel of the gun is pressed against my chest.“Go on, do it. If you don’t, you will die now for pulling that on me. I think all your colleagues here now know you are a rat. You are a disgrace to the badge. I will love nothing more than to take you to the void. I bet there are more just like you. So tell me, Agent Owens, who else is involved?” I say agent Owens, full of malice and sarcasm. She looks at me like she is looking at a psychopath. Which, given the circumstances, I am.“I don’t know what you are talking about?” she says and I tut at her and shake my head.“Now, now, don’t lie or play coy. I know who you are and I know where I have seen you before. Tell me, how long have you been an agent?” I ask not just her, but the room.“She is new to the force. Four months, g
Rebel POV.I ride towards the site where the institute was. I need answers and it’s best to start there. Hopefully, I find something. All I can think about is how much Luna had changed since being in there and the positive and amazing changes she made. I was apprehensive at first that she was manipulating everyone, but she wasn’t. She was responding positively.She was even helping with the other patients; she told me that when she was finished with her treatment she wanted to go into the medical field and help others like how she used to be. I was so happy for her. Now she is gone. My baby sister is dead. I will find out why and who did this.Whoever did this to her will pay tenfold for this. Why wait for her to get better? Why not do this when she went in? I can understand why someone would want her dead. She was evil before she went there. But this wasn’t an accident, this was thought out, but why?I rev the throttle and ride as fast and as hard as I can to get there. When the answ
Scythe POV.Life has been going good, great actually. We have now been living together for a few months and are in the house. Rebel freaked out when we took her to it. But in a good way. She sobbed, and we knew it meant more to her than anything.The pup, or little wrecking ball as I call her, has a name now. Lubov or love as it means in Russian. Rebel fell in love with her at first sight and don’t tell her this, but so did I. So she called her Lubov. She still is destructive, but that is because of her size. She has grown lots and is only seven months old and weighs seventy pounds.She has her own sofa and bed in the bedroom. She is too big to lay with us. She still thinks she is a small pup and thinks she can sit on our laps. Well, not Rebel’s, but mine and Dante’s. We don’t mind she is beautiful, loyal and affectionate. She will be the same size as the dogs the Mother’s Revenge have over six feet on her hind legs and with enough fur to make a carpet with.We all train her, and she
Dante POV.I enter the penthouse and make my way to the bedroom and smile as I see both Scythe and Rebel laying entwined and naked on top of the quilt. Looks like they have finally taken that final step.I take off my suit jacket and hang it up and unbutton my shirt as I make my way to the bathroom to shower. After I have showered and put on my sweats. I leave the bathroom bare-chested and barefoot.I know Scythe told Rebel I was at the club, but that was a lie. I was actually at the house I bought for us all to live in. It is a surprise for Rebel.It has plenty of room; I know Rebel wants kids and so do Scythe and I. Rebel would make a fantastic mom; she is fearless, strong and loving. She has a lot of love to give. Every day, I get a glimpse of that and it makes me love her more.I have been worried that she will get bored with living a normal life, but she has taken to it like a duck to water. I whine comes from the living room and I move to see the newest addition to our chaotic l
Rebel POV.It has been three weeks since mom was shot by Luna. We are now back at home. Mom is recovering at home and apparently dad is driving her mad with his fussing. I laughed when she told me this. I think it’s cute, if there is anything I will say. The love they have for each other is beautiful. We speak every day and I go around to their home to visit nearly every day.It is strange that I have fallen into a routine of visiting with them. I even broke mom out for the day. It caused dad to send the club looking for us. We were doing some mom and daughter bonding. It was hilarious seeing the entire club riding round town looking for us. Since then, dad has threatened to put trackers on us both.Mom and dad’s relationship didn’t have the best of times, and other factors played into that. Dad was blinded by someone else and as a result, he lost me and mom for two years until he found us.Like any relationship, they had their battles but came out of it all, even if mom was the one w
Rebel POV.After a couple of hours of doing the cleanup and making sure Roman was ok. We drove in silence to the hospital. RJ had hold of my hand the entire time. Even though he is nearly nineteen, he still needs comfort. He is a victim of Luna’s revenge as much as I am. Once we arrived. We get out of the SUV.RJ to my left, Dante to my right and Dylan behind us as we all walk into the A&E Department of the hospital.“I’ll see what is happening. Why don’t you three go and sit down?” I say as I approach the receptionist behind the Perspex glass.“Hi, I am checking up on my mom. She was brought in a not so long ago with a GSW to the right shoulder. Her name is Angel Moretti-Jackson.” I say and she types away on her keyboard, looking at the screen.“You said she was you mum?” I nod my head.“Yes, she was taken from the scene by ambulance and my sister was in another one, Luna-Skye Moretti-Jackson.” I say and she nods her head.“Ok, they are both back there. The police are there now as we
Rebel POV.I’m shoved to the ground landing hard a split second after the guns went off. I land and the air leaves me in a whoosh.“MOM!” I scream as she lies on top of me. “Mom, what did you do?” I say and she wheezes. I push her gently to the ground and begin to check her over. My dad comes running to check her over. She lifts her hand and cups my cheek. Tears streaming down her face.“I’m sorry Rebel, what she said, don’t you dare believe it? I always wanted you, always. I couldn’t stand back and watch my little girls fighting like this. I did what I had to. I love you so much, my little princess. I am sorry.” She chokes as I find where she was shot. I pull my hand away and see blood.“Stay still mom, you will be ok. Ok, you stay calm. You won’t die, not like this. Ok.” I have tears streaming down my face as I remove the vest from her. The bullet hit her shoulder. I add pressure.“Mom, I need to check the wound, ok, hold on. I NEED A KIT, ALESSA GET ME A FUCKING KIT NOW!” I scream
Dante POV.Can this helicopter go any bloody faster? That flight was the longest of my life. Flying never bothers me, but knowing that Rebel is going to do something stupid, it seemed to drag on. We are nearly there. But not soon enough.Alessa received a message not long before we landed, telling her Rebel was meeting with my aunt and the pres of the Daughters Of Chaos in a pub. To discuss what she will do. Alessa told her to make Rebel wait, as we were not that far behind.“ETA 10 minutes, then we head into the territory. Vittoria is now meeting with Rebel.” Alessa says and we all nod our heads. We need to get to her before she carries out this fucking plan of hers.I look at everyone that has come with us; we needed two helicopters to take us all to the territory. Scythe is looking at me, and I know he is as nervous as I am. We could lose her if we don’t intercept her before she takes Luna.We land in an empty field and pile out and into the waiting SUVs that Nate and Nico have arr
Rebel POV.This flight is going to give me time to think about what I need to do. But I already know. The jet has all the latest gadgets and gizmos and an array of weapons. I open my phone and send a message to both Vittoria and Whitney, which Candy provided me with both their numbers.Me: Hi Vittoria, it’s Rebel. I am on my way to you now. I will be there in thirteen hours. You know why I’m coming and who I am coming for. I will also inform Whitney as well.Vittoria: I am aware you are coming. Alessa has given us the heads up. Before coming to the estate, meet myself and Whitney for a private meeting first. I will send you the location. I hope this matter can be resolved peacefully. See you soon.I lock my phone and stand from my seat as I walk to the back of the jet and into the armoury. I hold my wrist under the scanner and wait for the red light to turn green. I open the door and step in. The walls move, opening up revealing the weapons we carry.We have different choices, from as