“I’m telling every brother here, she’s fucking mine, and I’ll kill anyone who tries to take what’s mine, brother or not.”
“He’s bat-shit crazy,” Knox stated.
“Shade…” Razer began.
“I told you I’d wait until she’s older before I make a move on her, and I will,” Shade grimly broke him off. “But I won’t stand around like a pussy while someone else does,” he warned.
Razer nodded, his eyes going toward Lily.
“Son of a bitch.”
Lily had been playing horseshoes with the children. However, instead of throwing the metal horseshoe toward the sandpit, she hurled it at a young man arguing with his girlfriend, striking him in the back before running toward the couple despite the anger she had incited in the man who had spun around when he was hit.
Shade took off running, Razer and the others following behind. He heard Lily’s words as he silently approached, coming to a stop behind her.
“Don’t touch her,” Lily hissed.
Shade hadn’t been aware Lily had a temper, much less the spunk to stand up to a man. She stood with the baby on her hip, her black hair disarrayed from playing and running around with the kids, and her breasts were heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Shade wanted to reach out and smooth her tangled hair, to find out if it was as soft as it appeared.
“What business is it of yours?” The punk was about to get his ass whipped if he kept trying to intimidate Lily.
“I am making it my business. You were hurting her,” Lily replied.
“Perhaps, Jake, you could take a breather until you calm down,” Viper’s supposed girlfriend, Winter, tried to divert the punk.
“You two cunts need to back off.”
Shade was going to kill him with his bare hands. He just didn’t want Lily to see how he was going to do it.
Viper, who was standing next to him, didn’t seem any happier.
“We can do that. Lily and I were just going to get the kids a drink, and we could use some help. Carmen, would you mind?”
“She isn’t going anywhere. We’re leaving.” The punkass pulled the young girl to his side, shoving Winter out of his way.
Viper almost knocked Shade over to catch Winter, his arm going around her waist, holding her steady until she was able to regain her balance.
Shade motioned The Last Riders into position to protect the women.
“That was a mistake,” Viper said as Winter quickly moved away from him, disappearing in the gathering crowd.
“You need to let the girl go and take a walk with me.” Shade gave the one and only warning he was going to give as he stepped in front of Lily.
“What’s going on?” Lucky hurried toward the group with Beth at his side.
Shade didn’t break eye contact with the punk, letting him see his imminent death. He heard Beth whispering to her sister as the parents came to claim the child Lily was holding.
Winter reappeared, taking the hand of the punk’s girlfriend in hers before tugging her away. Shade read the boy’s intention to stop her so he moved forward an inch, holding his gaze steady, and the little shit stood still, letting his girlfriend be led away.
“Razer, perhaps you should take Beth and Lily home,” Lucky suggested.
Razer led the girls away while Lucky dispersed the crowd, assuring them he had the situation under control.
The little shit tried to hide his fear, yet his eyes darted back and forth between the brothers.
“How old are you?” Shade asked him.
“Why, you want to fuck me?”
Shade gave him a sinister smile. “No, because I don’t kill kids.”
The next thing the punk knew, he was falling to his knees, holding his stomach. Shade reached down, taking a handful of hair in his hand and jerking his head back until he could stare into his face.
“Your dick isn’t old enough to be treating a woman the way you were. Does it get you hard when you mistreat that little girl? She’s too young to know how to deal with you and put up with your disrespect. And you don’t call my girl a cunt. Ever. I’m going to beat the shit out of you, but you’ll be able to crawl away when I’m done. If you go near her again or even look in her direction, you’ll be carried away in a body bag. You got me?”
“Yes…” Shade’s fist didn’t let another word pass his busted lips.
Lucky finally pulled him away when he was barely conscious. “He’s had enough unless you’ve changed your mind about the body bag.”
When Shade backed away, Lucky knelt down to help the kid to his feet until he stood, swaying, Viper knocked him back down on the ground.
“You don’t help that fucker,” Viper ordered when Lucky would have tried to help him again.
“Viper, he’s had enough! Someone is going to call the police,” Lucky warned.
Viper glared at Lucky before walking away. Shade followed, now that Lily was gone there was nothing left for him there.
Chapter 14
Shade carried his coffee to the front door of the clubhouse. He hated supervising the factory yet had drawn the punishment from the bag for beating the brothers at the picnic. He had another month to endure before Viper took it back over. Viper disliked the job as much as him, but Shade was a night owl and the job required early mornings, so it was his idea of Hell.
Opening the door, he stepped onto the front porch then closed the door behind him. He was about to go down the steps when his gaze skimmed across the parking lot. Shade’s foot hovered over the step before backing up onto the porch.
He held his coffee, drinking it as he rested his hip on the banister. Viper had a tire jack in his hand and was smashing his bike to pieces then throwing the separate parts across the parking lot. Shade knew from experience that whatever had caused that rage was bad, and Viper needed to release it.
He saw no need to interrupt Viper until the man went to his knees next to what was left of his bike. Leaving his coffee cup sitting on the banister, he went down the steps, coming to a stop next to his president.
“If you’re done, I’ll clean up the mess,” Shade offered, not asking him why he had trashed his bike.
Viper lifted his head, staring back at him with vacant tear filled eyes until Shade finally saw reason return. Then his president rose to his feet, looking around the parking lot.
“No, I’ll get Rider to do it. I want you to call Cash and meet up with him. He’s searching for whoever nearly beat Winter to death last night at her school. The bastard left her to fucking die.”
“How bad is she?”
“The sheriff doesn’t think she’s going to make it. I’m going to the hospital.” Viper turned toward his bike then stopped, realizing he had destroyed his means of transportation.
Shade pulled his bike keys out of his pocket, handing them to Viper. “Take mine. I’ll take one of Rider’s, and we can switch later. I’ll call Cash and find out where he is, but I want to stop at the high school first and see if I can find anything.”
“Okay.” Viper went to Shade’s bike, taking a seat before starting it up. Gunning the engine, he took off at a speed which made Shade think he would be lucky to get his bike back in one piece.
He went inside the factory’s office, taking a set of keys on a peg nailed to the wall, then headed back outside. Shade found the bike he was looking for at the end of the row. The club always kept several extras for the brothers to use—someone’s bike would break down or one would crash, but the extras kept everyone mobile.
“He’s bat-shit crazy,” Knox stated.
“Shade…” Razer began.
“I told you I’d wait until she’s older before I make a move on her, and I will,” Shade grimly broke him off. “But I won’t stand around like a pussy while someone else does,” he warned.
Razer nodded, his eyes going toward Lily.
“Son of a bitch.”
Lily had been playing horseshoes with the children. However, instead of throwing the metal horseshoe toward the sandpit, she hurled it at a young man arguing with his girlfriend, striking him in the back before running toward the couple despite the anger she had incited in the man who had spun around when he was hit.
Shade took off running, Razer and the others following behind. He heard Lily’s words as he silently approached, coming to a stop behind her.
“Don’t touch her,” Lily hissed.
Shade hadn’t been aware Lily had a temper, much less the spunk to stand up to a man. She stood with the baby on her hip, her black hair disarrayed from playing and running around with the kids, and her breasts were heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Shade wanted to reach out and smooth her tangled hair, to find out if it was as soft as it appeared.
“What business is it of yours?” The punk was about to get his ass whipped if he kept trying to intimidate Lily.
“I am making it my business. You were hurting her,” Lily replied.
“Perhaps, Jake, you could take a breather until you calm down,” Viper’s supposed girlfriend, Winter, tried to divert the punk.
“You two cunts need to back off.”
Shade was going to kill him with his bare hands. He just didn’t want Lily to see how he was going to do it.
Viper, who was standing next to him, didn’t seem any happier.
“We can do that. Lily and I were just going to get the kids a drink, and we could use some help. Carmen, would you mind?”
“She isn’t going anywhere. We’re leaving.” The punkass pulled the young girl to his side, shoving Winter out of his way.
Viper almost knocked Shade over to catch Winter, his arm going around her waist, holding her steady until she was able to regain her balance.
Shade motioned The Last Riders into position to protect the women.
“That was a mistake,” Viper said as Winter quickly moved away from him, disappearing in the gathering crowd.
“You need to let the girl go and take a walk with me.” Shade gave the one and only warning he was going to give as he stepped in front of Lily.
“What’s going on?” Lucky hurried toward the group with Beth at his side.
Shade didn’t break eye contact with the punk, letting him see his imminent death. He heard Beth whispering to her sister as the parents came to claim the child Lily was holding.
Winter reappeared, taking the hand of the punk’s girlfriend in hers before tugging her away. Shade read the boy’s intention to stop her so he moved forward an inch, holding his gaze steady, and the little shit stood still, letting his girlfriend be led away.
“Razer, perhaps you should take Beth and Lily home,” Lucky suggested.
Razer led the girls away while Lucky dispersed the crowd, assuring them he had the situation under control.
The little shit tried to hide his fear, yet his eyes darted back and forth between the brothers.
“How old are you?” Shade asked him.
“Why, you want to fuck me?”
Shade gave him a sinister smile. “No, because I don’t kill kids.”
The next thing the punk knew, he was falling to his knees, holding his stomach. Shade reached down, taking a handful of hair in his hand and jerking his head back until he could stare into his face.
“Your dick isn’t old enough to be treating a woman the way you were. Does it get you hard when you mistreat that little girl? She’s too young to know how to deal with you and put up with your disrespect. And you don’t call my girl a cunt. Ever. I’m going to beat the shit out of you, but you’ll be able to crawl away when I’m done. If you go near her again or even look in her direction, you’ll be carried away in a body bag. You got me?”
“Yes…” Shade’s fist didn’t let another word pass his busted lips.
Lucky finally pulled him away when he was barely conscious. “He’s had enough unless you’ve changed your mind about the body bag.”
When Shade backed away, Lucky knelt down to help the kid to his feet until he stood, swaying, Viper knocked him back down on the ground.
“You don’t help that fucker,” Viper ordered when Lucky would have tried to help him again.
“Viper, he’s had enough! Someone is going to call the police,” Lucky warned.
Viper glared at Lucky before walking away. Shade followed, now that Lily was gone there was nothing left for him there.
Chapter 14
Shade carried his coffee to the front door of the clubhouse. He hated supervising the factory yet had drawn the punishment from the bag for beating the brothers at the picnic. He had another month to endure before Viper took it back over. Viper disliked the job as much as him, but Shade was a night owl and the job required early mornings, so it was his idea of Hell.
Opening the door, he stepped onto the front porch then closed the door behind him. He was about to go down the steps when his gaze skimmed across the parking lot. Shade’s foot hovered over the step before backing up onto the porch.
He held his coffee, drinking it as he rested his hip on the banister. Viper had a tire jack in his hand and was smashing his bike to pieces then throwing the separate parts across the parking lot. Shade knew from experience that whatever had caused that rage was bad, and Viper needed to release it.
He saw no need to interrupt Viper until the man went to his knees next to what was left of his bike. Leaving his coffee cup sitting on the banister, he went down the steps, coming to a stop next to his president.
“If you’re done, I’ll clean up the mess,” Shade offered, not asking him why he had trashed his bike.
Viper lifted his head, staring back at him with vacant tear filled eyes until Shade finally saw reason return. Then his president rose to his feet, looking around the parking lot.
“No, I’ll get Rider to do it. I want you to call Cash and meet up with him. He’s searching for whoever nearly beat Winter to death last night at her school. The bastard left her to fucking die.”
“How bad is she?”
“The sheriff doesn’t think she’s going to make it. I’m going to the hospital.” Viper turned toward his bike then stopped, realizing he had destroyed his means of transportation.
Shade pulled his bike keys out of his pocket, handing them to Viper. “Take mine. I’ll take one of Rider’s, and we can switch later. I’ll call Cash and find out where he is, but I want to stop at the high school first and see if I can find anything.”
“Okay.” Viper went to Shade’s bike, taking a seat before starting it up. Gunning the engine, he took off at a speed which made Shade think he would be lucky to get his bike back in one piece.
He went inside the factory’s office, taking a set of keys on a peg nailed to the wall, then headed back outside. Shade found the bike he was looking for at the end of the row. The club always kept several extras for the brothers to use—someone’s bike would break down or one would crash, but the extras kept everyone mobile.
