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  “Get Luna out of here,” I tell my Prez. On a normal instance, I wouldn’t have told him shit but rather asked; however, he’s been in my shoes and this has to be on me to seek justice. That justice is happening right here, right now.

  “I’ll send Neo or Cane down here for Harley,” he says as he moves toward my woman.

  Nodding, I stalk across the room and rip, first Charlotte up off Harley by her hair and throw her across the floor causing her to yelp. I then reach out and snatch Mareena up by her throat.

  “You’re one sick bitch,” I sneer to which she smirks at me.

  “Why thank you, I do love to take part in the twisted things in life. You know too many people prefer to be vanilla,” she rasps. “By chance did you get a look at the gift I put on Luna?”

  “Shit,” Stoney mutters drawing my attention to where he was trying to get my woman. Only he hasn’t moved her. “Shadow, Luna’s got a bomb strapped to her throat.”

  “Fuck,” I snarl and throw Mareena to the ground next to Charlotte. Stalking over to Luna, I examine the damn explosive. “Stupid bitch,” I mutter, as I shake my head at the damn thing it’s fucked up how it’s set and means I don’t have shit for nothing. Pulling my gun out of the back of my jeans, I turn and aim at Mareena’s head. I squeeze the trigger and put an end to her miserable life as well as Charlotte’s. For what they both did neither died the way they needed to, but it was at my hands. Replacing my gun in the back of my jeans, I lift a gaze to Stoney’s. “She’s got it on a timer set for thirty seconds, if it’s moved from Luna’s neck. Someone needs to get Harley out of here right fuckin’ now so I can get this shit off her and get us the fuck out of here.”

  “Done,” Stoney mutters and goes to move but I shake my head.

  “Gonna need an extra pair of hands,” I state.

  Stoney nods as several of our brothers rush down the stairs. They’d stayed up there to make sure no one else was here along with keeping an eye out for anyone. Neo was the first to get down the stairs.

  “Take Harley and get out of the house, everyone else do the same, we don’t have time to fuck around,” Stoney commands.

  With a last glance around the room my brothers all do as they’d been ordered.

  “Alright, Prez, when I count to five, I want you to snatch Luna out of the chair and run. I’m going to be right behind you all,” I state, starting to work on getting the fuckin’ thing from around her neck.

  Counting, I rush through the numbers and Stoney does as I said. With Luna in his arms and running for the stairs, I place the bomb on the chair, so I don’t jar it and cause it to prematurely detonate. I run catching up to them, as my Prez reaches the top of the stairs. He quickly transfers my woman to me as we dart out of the house barely making it through the front door when the explosion happens.

  Rocking us forward, I nearly dropped Luna as I started to fall.

  Fuck me.

  Glancing down at my beautiful woman, I see her staring up at me with confusion.

  “Shadow?” she asks.

  “Yeah, Kitten, it’s me. I’ve got you, you’re safe, baby,” I murmur leaning into her to kiss her forehead.

  “Harley?” she asks.

  “We’ll check on her in a bit, you and her both need to be checked out,” I state.

  Nodding she leans into me. “Is it over?”

  “Yeah, Luna, it’s over.”

  “Good, now I can live in the light with only one shadow. I did as you asked. I didn’t slip,” she murmurs, pressing her head against my chest.

  “Good girl,” I rasp, knowing that was a huge deal for her. “Now, let’s get you and our baby, checked out.”

  “Sounds good to me. Then we can go home,” she declares.

  “Yeah, we can go home and finally not worry about anyone coming after you.”

  “Love you.”

  “Love you, too, Kitten,” I whisper, meaning every word of it. Thankful we’d been able to get her out of there without her being hurt further or being killed in the process.

  Guess there is someone looking out for me and protecting my woman until I could get to her.

  Epilogue

  Luna

  “Oh God, it hurts,” I whimper, sweat beading my head. “Why did I not want the drugs?”

  “Kitten, you’ll be okay, just breathe,” Shadow chuckles.

  “You just breathe,” I snap, narrowing my eyes on him as another contraction hits.

  “I’d take the pain away if I could, but I’m not able to. Now calm down and just breathe through it, Luna. You’re the one who said you didn’t want to get some needle in your spine when you’d done your research into this whole thing. Made me swear no matter what I’d make sure you went natural. I’m keeping to that. Even if I want to tell them to give you the epidural.”

  “Ugh.” Why does he have to be right? I did make him promise me this when I’d watched a video on how an epidural was performed.

  When another contraction hits, I have a sudden urge to push. “He’s coming, oh God, he’s coming, now,” I pant.

  “Let me get the nurse for you,” Shadow states calmly.

  “No need I’m right here,” Harlow murmurs as she enters the room. I’d met her shortly after it was revealed Victoria and I were cousins. She’s a nurse here at the hospital, rotating from the NICU and maternity ward.

  “Good, I need to push, and I need to do it now,” I declare, my teeth clenching together in order to keep from screaming out in pain.

  “Okay, Luna, let’s get you prepped,” Harlow says, moving to the sink to wash her hands. “Shadow, hit the call button on the side of the bed.”

  “Done,” he mutters.

  “Good,” she retorts.

  “Nurses’ station.” The muffled voice comes through the speaker.

  “Need Doctor Alverez in here,” Harlow states as she puts on a pair of gloves.

  “Okay, I’ll tell him,” the voice in the speaker responds before clicking off.

  “Oh God,” I gasp as another contraction hits me. My grip on Shadow’s hand tightens as I try to breathe through the pain.

  As the contraction eases there’s a knock on the door before it opens to Doctor Alverez. “Who’s ready to have a baby?” he grins. If it wasn’t for the fact he was gay, I highly doubt Shadow would have allowed him to be my doctor. But considering he’s a good friend of Victoria’s and she trusts him, I wanted to go with him.

  “Me,” I whimper.

  “Then let’s get to it,” he chuckles and I grip Shadow’s hand tighter.

  “He’s beautiful, Kitten. You did so fuckin’ good,” Shadow whispers against my hair as he places a kiss there.

  “That he is. I love him so much already,” I utter, my eyes glued to the little boy in my arms. A little boy who already looks so much like his daddy. A head full of dark hair and a grip firmly holding my finger in his hand.

  He is definitely his father’s son.

  “What do you want to name him?” Shadow asks.

  We’d talked about names but decided to wait until we saw him in order to pick the right one upon seeing him.

  “I think we should name him Daniel Ryan. What do you think?” I ask, tilting my head back to look up at the man who holds my heart.

  Shadow stares at me all but frozen in place before he finally snaps out of it and reaches a hand out to cup the side of my face. “Fuckin’ love you, woman. The name is perfect for him. Daniel would have been honored you’d name our boy after him,” he rasps.

  I knew he’d love the name, even if we hadn’t put it on the list.

  “Love you, too, Shadow. To the moon and back,” I breathe.

  A knock sounds on the door breaking the moment. “Hey, can we come in now?” Momma B asks as she steps in followed by the rest of the ol’ ladies and members of the club who were ready to see the club’s newest member.

  Including Nerd and his ol’ lady. Now that was a surprise to everyone. When Nerd made his claim. However, one of the members wasn’t too ha
ppy about this in fact I still think he’s upset about it, probably because it’s his little sister. But that’s not my story to tell and I won’t ruin it for them.

  The End

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  Chapter One

  Horse

  It’s fucking early as hell out, but I can’t help that I love the open road, the smell of the fresh air, and the feel of my bike under me as I’m riding. Riding out this morning, seeing the sunrise as we make our way out of the national charter’s clubhouse lot, has to be one of the most amazing sights I’ve ever seen. Almost as if it were a sign of the things to come as we head toward the new clubhouse that we’re expanding.

  Being out on the open road on my girl feeling the power she brings me as we make our way on the interstate. Knowing she’s the only girl in my life that won’t ever fail me no matter the situation we find ourselves in. I can always count on her handling whatever comes our way.

  Twister who is the Prez of the Devils Riot’s new charter, as well as my best friend, rides next to me heading toward our new location. The brothers had made the decision in our last church session to expand the club with a new charter. Granted there are already several charters up and down the east coast as well as some going toward the midwest. Our farthest charter is out in Colorado. This will be the closest charter to any of the docks we deal with. The Russians that we work with are known for dealing in guns and the docks out here are a lot easier to use than most. Less conspicuous. With us moving to the new clubhouse we have fifteen guys and four prospects. Today it’s just Twister, Rage, Thorn, and I riding out. The others will be coming tomorrow.

  We want to get a good look around and start making a list of all the shit that needs to be done with staking out the entire area in our new territory. Easier to do when it’s just four guys instead of the whole club around. When you have a shit ton of brothers walking around the same area its fucking hard to see everything that needs to get done.

  Knowing I need gas and to piss, I signal the Prez by tapping the side of my leg gaining his attention to pull up to the next gas station we see. He nods and we spot the next one coming up in two miles. Damn, I’ve been on the road so many times on runs. I’ve forgotten how bad it is when you have had shit sleep. Lucky for me, cause I really need coffee and aspirin. Twister had wanted to get on the road before dawn this morning so that we can be there before lunch.

  “Damn why did we have to leave so fucking early again? Couldn’t you have picked a better time to leave than the ass crack of dawn.”

  I look over to Twister, our Prez asking on a grumble as we park our bikes next to the gas pumps. Rage and Thorn both shake their heads, just as tired as I am. We had a huge ass bash last night, and the club pussy was thrown our way. Swear all the girls wanted to take a turn with us. I ended up taking three of them back to my room. Watching as they took turns sucking me off painting their faces with my cum. The fun part was while I had one riding my face, and one on my dick the other would be sucking my nuts or licking the chick’s clit. Fuck I’ve been tired, but never exhausted as I was this morning when I got up. Yeah, I’ll crash when we get to Twister’s sister’s house. With not knowing what shape the clubhouse is in makes sense to crash at his sister’s for now. All our shit, is still back in Stonewall Mills. I’m not trying to sleep on the damn floor or pay for a room if I don’t have to. Only thing I know about the new clubhouse is that Twister and Stoney, our national Prez, picked it out and had it designed and built for the most part. We’re supposed to do the rest. Something tells me there’s a lot of shit to clean up. Since all our shit won’t be here until later this week when the rest of the guys showed up, we needed a place to crash. No reason to pay for rooms at a motel or sleep on the floor of the clubhouse when his sister lives so close.

  Twister turns toward me smirking with a knowing look. “Quit your bitching and shut the fuck up, Horse. You can sleep when you’re fucking dead.” He says trying to be serious.

  Laughing, I shake my head. “You know I ain’t a morning person especially without coffee in my veins.”

  “Ain’t that the fucking truth.” He starts laughing. “No fucker, I wanted to head out early so I can surprise my sis with lunch before she heads to work. If I can’t catch her before work, I’m hoping to catch her before she gets busy.”

  Chuckling, I look at him “Why didn’t you just say that shit in the first fucking place? Didn’t know you were that wrapped around your sister’s pinky.”

  Yeah Twister’s a sucker for his sister. Never met the chick but I have respect for her from everything that he’s said about her. Especially since she’s his only blood relative left. The Bastards Sons took out his dad, and his mom ran out on his sister and him when Twister was seventeen. It left him to take care of his kid sister. His bitch of a mom didn’t even bother to explain why she left them, just fucking took off leaving them to fend for themselves. I guess shit moms don’t bother explaining though. Twister stepped up big time while prospecting for Devils Riot. He always made sure his sister was taken care of. Being the only male figure she has, when any of the guys asked about his sister Twister would go fucking ballistic not wanting anyone to fuck with her, his brothers included.

  So, he’s overprotective of his sister. Granted I’ve never seen the woman in person, I feel like I know her just from hearing about her. A while back she’d moved four hours away from Twister and he’d been a complete dick about it toward everyone for days. It happened out of nowhere, one day she’d just up and left without telling her brother dick.

  Shaking
his head, Twister grumbles, “Don’t need everyone knowing I’m a sucker for my sister. I haven’t seen her since her birthday, and lately I’ve barely had time to talk to her on the phone with all the shit we’ve been dealing with. Moving close to here will make it easier for me to keep an eye on her. “

  “So, what’s your sister’s name anyway?” I ask, fishing for info. I’ve always been curious as to her reasons why, as well as why Twister never brought her around the club. Maybe if he did, she wouldn’t have moved away. Either way he’s about to reunite with his sister. And I get to get away from the ghost of a woman who haunts me back home.

  Twister hangs up the gas pump, eyeing me skeptically like I should already know her name or something, which is confusing as hell since I’ve never even met his sister. “Her name’s Kenny.”

  I freeze. It’s an unusual name for a chick and my luck couldn’t be that good or bad. It couldn’t be the same girl that I was with four years ago.

  Not many girls out there named Kenny though.

  It couldn’t be the same girl that I was with four years ago. Kenny was a sweet ass, and I was her first without even realizing it. I can still remember everything about her body.

  Four Years Ago

  Damnit, I hate when I gotta go anywhere close to a store that doesn’t have anything to do with bike parts. Now that’s something I can do but going to the damn grocery store to get shit for the clubhouse, that’s a job for the prospects and clubwhores. I shouldn’t be the one going into a damn grocery store. Definitely shouldn’t have pissed off the VP last night by trying to hit on his latest piece of ass.