Saint royal devils mc co.., p.1
Saint: Royal Devils MC Colorado, page 1
Saint
Royal devils mc Colorado
erin trejo
For my Family
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Epilogue
Chapter One
Saint
Saint. The name they gave me when I was born. Then they abused me. Beat me, raped me, and whipped me. They ruined a child, ruined me. The name no longer matched the little boy who was born in Colorado. It no longer matched me.
I blow smoke between my lips as I watch the kids playing at the park. I should feel like a goddamn stalker, but I don’t. I like watching them. I wonder what their lives are like and what environment they grow up in. Is there pain? Or love like a normal child should feel? That’s when I see a little boy being picked on by another kid. I glance around to see if his parents are watching, but I don’t see anyone coming to his aid.
I flick my cigarette to the ground and snuff it out with the toe of my boot before picking it up and tossing it in the trash, still keeping my eyes on the boy. They don’t see me approach them.
“You wanna keep your hands off him,” I say gruffly. I might do some bad shit but picking on kids isn’t my thing. Bullying isn’t my thing.
“Who are you, his dad?” the little shit sneers at me. “Oh, that’s right. He doesn’t have one!” The kid says with a laugh. I can see the tears welling in the little boy's eyes. It takes me back to when I was a child, and I’d cry. I’d cry for them to stop. I’d cry to end the pain. I’d cry because it wasn’t a life a child should have to endure. Shaking my head, I rid myself of the thoughts before refocusing on them.
“I might not be his dad, but I’ll still beat your ass,” I growl low in my throat. The boy must take the hint. He hurries off as I turn my gaze to the other boy. “You okay?”
“Thank you. They always make fun of me,” he says softly as I squat in front of him.
“Don’t listen. They’re stupid. You’re better than them, and they don’t like it,” I tell him.
“Is that speaking from experience?” I look over my shoulder when I see a woman staring down at me with her arms crossed over her chest. I shove to my feet and turn to face her now.
“You his mom?”
“Yeah. I am. He needs to learn to defend himself out here. I just wait and see what he does.”
“Teach him self-defense. There are classes for that.” I’m about to walk away when she speaks again.
“If I could afford it, I would.”
“I’ll teach him.” I blurt. I don’t know why I did that. I don’t have time for this shit, and I sure as hell don’t need some crying ass kid on my conscience, but I’ve already said it now. Maybe it’s because I was never given the tools when I was a kid. I didn’t know how to fight back.
“You would do that for a kid you don’t know?”
“Maybe he’s more like me than you know,” I reply. She smiles and shakes her head.
“You don’t have to,” she tells me.
“I said I would. Bring here same time tomorrow.” With that, I walk away and blow out a breath. I head for my bike, grabbing my helmet, when I hear her approaching again.
“Hey!”
“What?”
“Don’t do me any favors. I’ll pay you,” she says when I look up at her.
“You just said you couldn’t afford it.”
“I can’t. Not really, anyway. I can give you something though.” I watch her wring her hands in front of her before I shake my head.
“I don’t want anything. Just be here tomorrow at the same time,” I tell her once more. She nods her head, her dark hair falling over her eye. I nod back and rev my bike before she steps back. Then I pull off and head down the block, wondering what the fuck I just got myself into.
Pulling into the clubhouse, I cut the engine and climb off my bike, heading inside. I’m greeted by screaming and arguing. I look between Davina and North. The scene seems heated, so I ignore their words and stroll into the kitchen. I find Bones and Anibet talking amongst themselves.
“What’s happenin’ out there?” I ask, nodding over my shoulder. Bones looks up, grinning.
“Davina wants kids.”
“And?”
“And North said he isn’t ready yet. So that’s happenin’.” Bones grins.
“They aren’t really fightin’, are they?” Anibet shakes her head before taking a drink of her beer.
“No. She’s just pushing the man’s buttons. It’s what she does,” she giggles.
“You damn women have issues,” I tell her before grabbing Bones’ sandwich and taking a bite. He eyes me but doesn’t say anything as I finish the fucker.
“Hungry?” he asks sarcastically.
“Nah, I’m good now.” He smirks at me before flipping me off. I do the same and walk out of the kitchen and back into the main room. The two of them are done arguing and are now damn near fucking on the pool table. I grunt and walk past, heading for my room for a little silence and sleep.
Chapter Two
Linnet
I hold Axel’s hand as we cross the street, leaving the park. I didn’t know that man, and I sure as hell don’t know if I should have agreed to let him teach Axel to fight. He’s eight, not eighteen, but you have to fight in this neighborhood. You have to fight for everything you have. And with us, that isn’t much. We don’t need much to survive though. We’ve been doing just that for the last seven years.
“You said not to talk to strangers,” he reminds me of my words to him.
“You’re not supposed to,” I tell him as we walk down the sidewalk toward our apartment.
“You did. You talked to that man,” he says, nodding over his shoulder toward the park we just left.
“It’s different for adults.”
“Do you like him?” he asks.
“I just met him. I don’t even know his name, Axel.”
“Why do kids make fun of me for not having a dad?” he asks, breaking my heart. It wasn’t my choice not to have a father for him. It wasn’t his dad’s choice either.
“Some kids are just mean. You know your dad would be here if he could,” I tell him.
“Why did he have to die?” he asks, sounding sad. I hate that this hurts him as much as it does me.
“He couldn’t help it. He was sick,” I reply with a hitch in my voice. I hate talking about Andy. I hate that he isn’t here, and this is what we have to do now. All we have are memories, and Axel was too young to remember much about him.
“I hate cancer,” he whispers as I squeeze his hand tightly.
“I know, baby. Me too.” I let the conversation drop as I lead him into the local ice cream shop. Axel’s eyes light up when he sees where we are.
“Ice cream before dinner?” he asks excitedly before jumping up and down. I nod my head and walk over to the counter to order. One vanilla and one chocolate cone.
We walk back out of the shop and down the street, enjoying our ice cream.
“Do you think dad can see us?” Axel asks while I nod.
“I’m sure he can.”
“Then why does he let those boys pick on me?” I hate this. I hate it so much that it hurts at times.
“He can’t control the other kids, Axel. That’s why you need to learn to fight back. We don’t hurt others unless they hit first, right?”
“Right. And we don’t make others feel bad,” he says, mimicking my words.
“Right. But you need to be able to defend yourself. Mom won’t always be there to help you out like when you’re at school.”
“I wish you were. The kids at school are worse than that boy. They don’t like me there and make fun of my name, too,” he tells me, breaking my heart a little more.
“I know that, and I’ve talked to the teacher. Your name is special. Dad picked it out for you,” I remind him.
“That’s why I love it more.” I nod my head as we step up in front of our apartment. We live above the local grocery store where I also work. I open the door and usher Axel inside. We climb the steps when I notice the door is partially opened. Letting out a sigh, I already know someone has broken in. Pulling my cell phone out, I dial the police and give them the same rundown I always do. I leave Axel standing on the steps as I check the apartment to make sure it’s clear before allowing him in.
“Tv’s gone,” he states sadly. I glance around and see the TV and DVD player are gone, but that’s about it. The place is a mess, but as I walk into the kitchen and kneel on the floor, pulling the rug back, I see they didn’t find my hiding spot. Popping the loose floorboard off, I find my money and the gun Andy had given me a long time ago. I stash it back under the rug with a sigh and stand to my feet.
“Let’s start cleaning it up.”
“People are stupid.”
“I have to agree there. Some of them are,” I tell my son as he laughs in front of me. I watch him move through
“How about we make our pizza for dinner?” I ask him as I pick up the plates they threw all over the floor.
“Can we add mushrooms?”
“Of course, we can. Why don’t you wash your hands, and we’ll get ready to cook? We can clean up later.” Just as the words leave my mouth, someone knocks on the door. I assume it’s the police, so I head for the door as Axel takes off running to the bathroom. Pulling it open, I stop dead in my tracks.
“Who the hell are you?”
“I’m Judge,” he announces, standing there as if I should know him. My eyes travel over him, taking in his appearance before moving back to his eyes. He smirks and shakes his head before looking around me. “Nice place.”
“I’ll ask again before I call the police. Who the hell are you?”
“My boys found some of your shit, lady. I was just here lettin’ you know and returnin’ the shit.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Someone was tryin’ to pawn a TV at one of our places. I knew it didn’t belong to that motherfucker, so I made him talk. Anyway, he admitted to stealin’ it from here.”
“Come the fuck on, Judge. I ain’t holdin’ this shit all day!” Someone else calls out from the bottom of the steps.
“You have my TV?”
“That’s what I just said, lady. Look, I don’t need this shit. You want your TV back?” I nod, unsure what to say when he whistles to someone else down the steps. In seconds, I can hear feet pounding on the stairs and a body brushing past Judge and me.
“Where do you want it?”
“On the stand is fine,” I say. The man sets it down and turns to face me with a smile.
“I’m North.”
“Okay.” Is that the best I can come up with? There are two hot as hell men standing in my tiny apartment, and the best I can come up with is okay?
“You’re welcome.”
“I … I’m sorry. Thank you for bringing it back, but how did you get them to admit to stealing it?” I ask, looking between the two of them.
“We have our ways. Glad we could get it back to you.”
“Who are you?” I glance over my shoulder when I hear Axel behind me. He stares at the two of them with wonder in his eyes. “Mom doesn’t talk to strangers.”
“We aren’t strangers,” Judge tells him.
“Who are you then?”
“I’m Judge, and this is North.” Axel looks between them before shrugging his shoulders and walking into the kitchen.
“Thank you both again for this. I figured I’d be out another TV.”
“It’s happened before?”
“Three times.”
“You need an alarm on this place,” North grunts as he glances around the mess the assholes made.
“Yeah, one day, when I can afford it, I will. Thanks again.” They both take that as their cue to leave and turn, walking out the same way they came in. I let out a breath of relief.
Chapter Three
Saint
“I don’t know why the fuck I got roped into this shit,” I grunt and grumble as I climb the fucking stairs.
“Why the hell not? You get to hang out with me,” Bones adds. That’s exactly why I don’t want to be here, not because I don’t know this person. I don’t know who they are or what they’re like. Hell, I might open the door, and they’ll call the cops to have my ass arrested.
“Top reason I didn’t wanna come,” I remind him.
“It’ll be fun.”
“Fun? Installin’ alarms is fun?” I ask, raising an eyebrow. It makes me wonder what Anibet even sees in his ass.
“I’m here, so it’s fun. We can go to Loco Willy’s for lunch,” he offers, wiggling his eyebrows at me. I shake my head and run my hand through my hair before knocking on the door. No one answers, so I jimmy the lock and pop that fucker right open. No wonder North wanted an alarm on this place. It’s easy as hell to get into.
Ignoring Bones and his random ass jokes, I get to work wiring the system. I’m in a groove when someone screams, scaring the shit out of me. I jerk and turn to see a woman standing there in nothing but a tiny pair of shorts and a shirt that barely covers her tits.
“I’ll call the police!” she screams. “Get out!”
“We’re puttin’ in an alarm, calm down.” That’s when I notice her eyes. Those big green eyes that don’t match her face. I know this girl. She’s the girl I met yesterday.
“You were at the park,” she exclaims with a gasp before grabbing a bat. I watch her look between a chuckling Bones and me.
“This is gonna get good. I’d take her on, but I got a woman, Saint.” I flip him off and walk toward her when she pulls the bat back, ready to swing. I duck under it and tackle her against the wall. She drops the bat, and it bangs onto the floor before I reach up and wrap my hand around her throat.
“Calm the fuck down, yeah?”
“Get out of my house, yeah?” she mimics me.
“I mean it, darlin’. Calm down, and don’t make me do somethin’ stupid.”
“Get. Out.” Her teeth are gritted, her jaw grinding. I smirk at her and pull back only a little.
“We were told to put an alarm system in here. That’s what we’re doin’.”
“Who told you to do that?”
“My Prez did. He brought you back your TV yesterday.” I see her body slowly relax when I pull away from her. Having her hot little body pressed up on mine made my cock hard. I step back and adjust it while Bones laughs.
“Oh, come on, Saint. It ain’t been that long, has it?” he teases.
“Fuck off. Go get the ladder,” I tell him. I want to make sure every inch of this place is covered. Ignoring his words, I pull the window open and glance out.
“You got other windows in here?” I ask before glancing over my shoulder at the woman.
“Linnet. My name is Linnet, and I don’t have the money for this,” she says, crossing her arms to hide her body from me. Yeah, nice fucking try there. I’ve already felt it pressed up against me.
“Lin, you got other windows?”
“Uh, yeah, in the bedroom.” She turns and walks down the short hall as I follow behind her. I watch her ass, the way the bottom of her ass cheeks hang out of her little shorts, and a groan escapes me. I’m not a man who typically likes women with kids. I don’t want the extra drama attached to them, but damn it, if Lin’s ass isn’t calling me right now.
“You done looking at my ass?”
“You done flashin’ it?” I ask when I notice she stops and turns to face me. She grabs a pair of sweatpants off the bed and pulls them on as she nods toward the window. I pull it open and let the cold air rush into the room. When I turn back to her, her nipples are hard, standing at attention from the arctic blast. I growl low in my throat when she grabs a shirt and pulls it over her head.
“I don’t have money for this.”
“Didn’t ask for any. He said to do it, and that’s what we’re here for.”
“You always break into people’s homes and wire up alarms?” I shake my head.
“Nope. First time doin’ it.”
“Good to know. How long is this going to take?”
“In a hurry, Lin?” I ask, cocking my head.
“I just …” Before she can finish her sentence, I’m stalking toward her. My hand wraps around the nape of her neck, pulling her lips to mine. I shove my tongue damn near down her throat, and it’s all her goddamn fault. I can’t stand here and look at her looking all fucking gorgeous. I can’t handle hearing the little breathy sounds she’s making.
“Got the ladder,” Bones calls out, breaking the moment. I pull away and step back as if she’s burned me. My eyes narrow as I take her in, and then as if nothing happened, she huffs and storms past me. I let her go and follow back into the living room where Bones stands.
