This may not be how I wanted him to enter the world but I love him all the same.

  I lie on the bed with the playpen next to the end of the bed on my side and the cradle directly beside it.

  “My beautiful boys, I love you,” I murmur quietly and close my eyes to finally allow myself to sleep knowing they were both safe with me in our room.

  Safe from harm and anything else that might go bump in the midst of the night.

  “Raven, Mark looks as healthy as any newborn. I would advise he be taken back up to the hospital, but I already know your answer to that one. I’ll see if Lexton will come and take a look at him here,” Alverez says after examining my Mark and Matthew.

  “You’re right I don’t want to take them to the hospital. Not after what happened. If Lexton would be willing to come here that would be great,” I say, taking a sip of coffee. I didn’t realize just how much time had passed or that I’d not slept since waking up the last time. Now with the sun being up and the clubhouse silent, I’m unsure of what to do.

  Alverez’s friend came and took Momma B for us. We were going to prepare her a wonderful send off. Rage and his brothers got here at some point and I’d broken down once again when I saw him.

  This was only two hours ago after waking up to fix Mark a bottle. I’d wanted to breastfeed him but I unfortunately am not able to produce milk. Alverez said it was normal for some women to not be able to.

  Blaze had held on to me while Pitch Black took Mark from me as I sobbed yet again about losing Momma B. I asked Rage to forgive me. He’d been confounded by this until Bear spoke up and explained exactly what happened. Rage’s eyes seemed to glow with fire as his father told him how his momma was killed. The man tore apart the main room, tables were tipped over, chairs were smashed to pieces. My cries must have been heard as he’d turned to me, eyes full of pain. “You aren’t at fault, Raven. She was doing what she’s always done. Protected your child with her life. She’d have done it for anyone’s child. The people at fault will pay for what they’ve done and I intend to make sure they feel every little bit of what we all dish to them. Woman or man, I don’t give a flyin’ fuck.”

  I simply nod to him and buried my face in Blaze’s chest. It was good to hear he didn’t blame me but it doesn’t mean I don’t feel the pain of it still. I probably will for a long while.

  “I will give her a call before I leave here. As for you, missy, you need to take it easy for no less than a week. You need to decompress and not stress over anything as you take care of your boys. Oh, and let other’s help you along the way with it all.”

  “I’ll do my best,” I murmur, my eyes sliding over to where Matthew was playing with his mega blocks and Mark sleeping swaddled in a blanket.

  “You’ll do more than your best, you’ll damn well do it. Even if I have to sic Blaze on you and make sure he hovers over you for the entire time to make sure you do as your told,” Alverez chastises.

  “Considering the people who caused everything that has happened are now done for, I don’t have to worry about them or about my sons being harmed,” I say being honest with my friend.

  “That is good, now lay down and relax, watch a movie or something. I’ll come back later today and check on you.”

  “Okay, thank you,” I murmur with a slight nod as he leaves the room.

  Other than the brief moments which included my sob fest in front of everyone, I haven’t been out of Blaze’s and my room.

  Flicking through the channels, I try not to think of what’s happening in the Pocket now that the women were let out of there and the monsters were taken down.

  Sighing I close my eyes and drift inside my head.

  “Don’t cry for me, Raven,” the familiar voice comes to me as a light shines around us.

  Momma B.

  “But I can’t help it, it’s due to me you are no longer here for your family,” I whisper.

  “I’ll always be here for them, but I’ll tell you this, I would’ve died sooner than later. In a much more painful way,” she informs me.

  “What do you mean?” I ask, confused by this information.

  “I had found out recently I had stage 3 breast cancer and there was no saving me. The doctors gave me less than a year. I’d only just told Bear a few weeks ago.” Oh God. Either way we would have lost Momma B.

  “I’m so sorry, Momma B. I wish this wasn’t the life for you.”

  “But Raven, I’m okay. I’m finally with my daughter once again. I can sit with her and watch over my son and grandchildren along with you all as well. Be well, sweetheart, and remember your gift didn’t betray you. Fate is what it is and you have to let it be what it will.”

  “Okay, Momma B.”

  “Good. Now no more crying for me and you better tell them to play ‘Sweet Child of Mine’ when they lay me down to rest.”

  Grinning I nod. “You got it. I’ll make sure it happens.”

  “Love you, kid, now make sure to give that sweet boy a kiss for me,” Momma B says. Turning she vanishes back through the bright light blinding me.

  Opening my eyes, I sit up to find I’m alone in mine and Blaze’s room with our boys. Lying on my back, I look up to the ceiling this time around not feeling an ounce of guilt for what happened to Momma B.

  “Don’t worry, Momma B. I’ll honor your memory and so will the others,” I whisper quietly as to not disturb my boys.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Blaze

  “What do you want to do with the monstrous cunts, Blaze?” Prez asks. We’d put them down in the Pocket along with the other men who were with them.

  “They get treated like the monsters they are,” I declare, narrowing my eyes daring anyone to say anything different.

  As expected, each and every one of the men in the room, nod their heads in agreement.

  After we overtook them, Stoney sent a couple men to the Pocket to release the women, telling them to go into the gym and stay there for the time being. We all locked them down in the cages we have set to the side and went back inside. After Alverez’s friend came and took Momma B’s body to the morgue, we’d had the prospects clean up the area where she’d been lying, not wanting any of the women to see it. They didn’t need the sight of blood seared into their minds.

  While my brothers settled their ol’ ladies and the clubwhores, I’d checked on Raven and taken a shower. Things got bad when Rage got to the clubhouse. Raven had a meltdown apologizing to him for her part in Momma B’s death. It wasn’t her fault, we all knew this and we needed to make sure she realized none of us had anything against her.

  “Do either of you have any objections to us taking out your egg and sperm donor?” Stoney asks Tyres and Brake.

  “Don’t give a fuck about either one of them. Far as I care the only parents we had were Ryder, Fury, and Ela.” Tyres shrugs.

  “Yep, kill ‘em all. Let it be over and done with once and for all,” Brake says, running his fingers along his neck.

  “Alright then, we have some people to dispose of.” Stoney nods.

  “Prez, before we go handle them, I’d like to bring something to everyone’s attention,” Bear says, gaining everyone’s attention. “We all know Raven believes it’s her fault for Momma B’s death. But what no one knows and I’d only just come to terms with it myself, my ol’ lady had less than a year to live.”

  “What?” Rage growls. “What are you talking about Dad?”

  “She’d just found out she had stage 3 breast cancer and there wasn’t a chance of them being able to save her, it had spread too far.” Oh shit. “It’s why I’m able to say this now. After we lay her in the ground, I would like to go nomad if the club approves.”

  “Fuck, brother. I couldn’t see you not being here but I get why you need to do it. I’d feel the same way. I’ve got no problem with you going nomad. Just know this, you always have a home here with us.” Nodding my head in agreement, I bang my fist against the table alongside my brothers.

  “You’ll always be a part of the Originals charter even when nomad,” I say.

  “Thanks, brother, I appreciate everything. I had a long fuckin’ time to make memories with my ol’ lady and I know without a doubt she’s with our Jane now,” Bear says. “Now, let’s go kill the fuckers who caused all this shit to happen.”

  “Well said, brother,” I mutter and stand from my seat as my brothers do the same.

  Making my way out to the Pocket alongside my brothers, I debate on what was the best way to make Dixie suffer for what she did to Raven and our boys. The bitch deserves something most excruciating.

  An idea hits me and I know exactly what we should do with some of them. “Anyone feeling horror movie style?” I ask.

  “What do you have in mind?” Rage asks with a grin.

  “Just wait and see. I have some pets I keep down in the Pocket,” I chuckle. “The cunts will get something different but I’m thinking something well deserving for the crimes they’ve done against us.”

  “I’m liking the way you think,” Brake snickers.

  Making our way inside, we’re met with screams demanding we release them.

  “Get the men out first,” Stoney orders.

  “You got it, Prez,” Burner and Shadow say in unison.

  I hadn’t been surprised to see Burner was one of the brothers to come up with Rage. Thorn, Badger, Hades, and Horse also came with him. Momma B was cherished by all of us. Members from the Tennessee and South Carolina charters were on their way after getting the call.

  Soon as Louis and Henry Pelletier were dragged out of the cage they were in, I glanced over to Thorn. “String ‘em up,” I mutter.

  “Fuck yeah.” Thorn has a way of hanging them with a grappling hook. Moments later the men are crying out in pain from the hooks being driven into their shoulder blades and finally hung from the ceiling.

  Making my way to the storage closet, I drag out the crate filled with rats.

  “Oh fuck,” Hades groans. “Let me grab the needle and thread.” Yeah, he knows what I’m intending to do.

  “I’ll stitch one’s stomach back up while you do the other,” Shadow growls.

  “Grab a seat brothers we’ll be here for a while,” Stoney states.

  Silence descends upon us, as I grab one of my knives and slice first Louis’ stomach open then Henry’s. Putting the knife back down on the table, I reach down and one by one I lift a rat up out of the crate and shove them into each of their stomachs. Soon as they each have five rats a piece, I step back and allow Shadow and Hades to get in there and sew the assholes stomachs back up to keep the rats from getting out right away.

  Sure, they’ll find their way out, but it’ll be them eating through the assholes’ intestines to get out.

  Now on to the cunts.

  “Bring the women and let’s go out to the woods. We have some bodies to burn out there from the carnage they caused,” I say.

  “What are you thinking, Blaze?” Tracker asks, cocking a brow.

  “Burning at the stake,” I say shrugging.

  “Fuck, that’s perfect, but you and your medieval torture bullshit kills me sometimes. They should have made your road name Medieval rather than Blaze,” Horse states.

  “Can’t dog tactics that have worked for centuries. They’ve only been tweaked over the years,” I chuckle.

  “Fuck and I thought Pitch Black and Breaker were bad when it came to torture, I’m thinking Bart’s missing out right about now. He’d be in heaven up here,” Brake states.

  “That gator can stay right where it’s at,” Tracker groans.

  “Gator?” Burner asks curiously.

  “Yeah, they got a gator that gets to eat their enemies,” I grumble.

  “Don’t dog the Bart, he’s the shit.” Tyres chuckles.

  “Come on let’s get the monster cunts out of here and get the rest of this done. I’ve got shit to do and one of them is to make sure my ol’ lady is good and doesn’t lose the baby she’s carrying,” Stoney growls.

  “Wait, Rach is pregnant?” Tracker asks.

  “Rachel’s pregnant?” Horse asks at the same time.

  “She doesn’t know I know yet.” Stoney grins.

  “Fuckin’ hell. I’m getting too old for this shit, Pops,” Horse growls.

  “Not my fault I have super sperm.” Stoney laughs.

  “Don’t even go there. After what happened with Caden, I’m not risking getting Kenny knocked up again,” Horse says with a grimace.

  “Kenny’s good, brother, nothing’s going to happen to her or your kids, Horse,” Tracker says this time.

  “I know that but I’m still not taking the chance. We’ve been lucky to not have any drama coming directly at us lately but fuck if I’m not reminded of it any time I see the scar on my ol’ lady’s stomach of what happened when that bitch attacked her and Ally.”

  I feel for my brother. That day he nearly lost his other half.

  “How about we table this shit for when we can have a bottle of Jack in front of us,” Stoney grumbles.

  Nodding, I grab the bag of everything we need for this part and help my brothers drag Dixie, Arlene, and Irene out of the cage. Their eyes nearly pop out of their sockets while they stare at Louis and Henry.

  We drag them straight out of the Pocket and out to the woods. I make sure to take them far enough away from the clubhouse that no one inside it will hear them.

  “This should be good,” I say, dropping the bag on the ground and I shove Dixie over to one of my brothers.

  Kneeling down, I pull each article out of the bag. Good thing I have enough rope for this part. I also have the acid created to eat through skin to toss in the fire once I have it going.

  “Tie them up against one of the trees.”

  “No, you can’t do this,” Dixie cries.

  “Shut the fuck up,” I snarl, tuning her out as she continues to fight and protest.

  Soon the three of them are tied up and I’ve spread the kerosene at the base of their feet.

  Turning away from them, I hold the vile containing the acid up to Bear. “Do the honors,” I suggest.

  “My pleasure,” he sneers, taking the vile from my hands and stepping forward. A second later screams fill the air as I look around to my brothers.

  “Tyres, Brake, would you like the honor of lighting the match?” Stoney asks.

  “Yep,” Tyres says, his gaze hardening further as he reaches in his pocket and pulls out a lighter.

  Stepping forward, he holds it up in front of Arlene. “Remember this?” he asks.

  Arlene nods her head as she screams in pain from the acid burning her skin.

  “Good, now burn in hell for real this time,” he sneers, flicking the lighter open, he kneels down and setting the fire he leaves the lighter at her feet.

  Turning away from them, he meets each of our gazes and nods.

  “Fist, Aries, stay here and make sure the fire doesn’t spread any further. When it’s out, toss their bodies in a hole and bury them deep,” Stoney orders.

  “You got it, Prez.” Fist nods.

  “Let’s get back up to the clubhouse. It’s time to rest. Come tomorrow we have a funeral to prepare,” Stoney states.

  I hope we’ll finally get a break from it all. I honestly have had enough drama to last a lifetime and now I only want to spend the rest of my life enjoying my ol’ lady and carrying her through this life and into the next as we grow old together.

  I promised her when Mark was kidnapped, stolen from us, I’d bring him home and that’s what I did. I carried my son home. Home to his mom, my ol’ lady, my little bird.

  Epilogue

  Raven

  Three Months Later

  “Little Bird,” Blaze growls, his hands gripping my hair while he thrust his cock into my mouth. I moan around him flicking my tongue along the head. “Quit fuckin’ around and suck my cock, baby. Or you looking to have me prolong your chance at coming?”

  That I was not.

  Tightening my mouth around his cock, I suck him all the way to the back of my throat.

  “Fuck, baby, I love your mouth being wrapped around me, taking me all the way,” he groans, thrusting his cock gently in and out.

  “Hmm,” I moan around him once again, reaching a hand between my legs to rub my clit.

  As I get close to making both of us come, Blaze pulls out of my mouth and reaches down to lift me off my knees. Tossing me on to the bed, I make a squeaking sound as Blaze climbs on top of me.

  “Fuckin’ love you, Little Bird,” he rasps, spreading my legs giving him access to my pussy.

  “I love you too, Liam,” I murmur, reaching up to run my hands along his chest. “You’re my everything. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

  “Same here, baby.”

  My back arches as he slowly slides his cock inch by inch into my core. Connecting us in the most intimate way possible in all ways.

  “Liam,” I moan his name wanting him to move faster than he is. I want to feel him pounding inside me.

  “Right here, Little Bird. I’m going to enjoy every minute of this. I don’t get to often and with the boys down for the count, I’m taking full advantage.” He grins.

  “I don’t have a problem with that but fuck me like you mean it and not slow as molasses,” I mutter.

  “Baby, anytime my cock is inside you, I’m fuckin’ you like I mean it. You take what I give you,” he grinds out slowing his thrust to barely moving.

  Damn him.

  Why is he torturing me?

  Thrust after slow torturous thrust, Blaze causes a fire to light within me. Sweat begins to bead my body and my orgasm is so close yet still so far away. Panting, I can feel myself tightening even further around Blaze’s cock.

  Drawing back Blaze slams home repeating the motion several times. I have to bite my lip to keep from screaming and waking the boys. Leaning forward my man captures my mouth in a searing kiss absorbing my screams of pleasure as my orgasm hits full force.

 

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