“Hurry up, pet, and bring me my grandchild,” she snaps, and my vision goes red.
“That bitch has Jamie,” I growl low enough only my brothers hear me.
“Where’s Vi?” Shadow asks.
Shaking my head, I know she’s around here. She wouldn't have left our son's side unless she has a plan in her head.
Narrowing my eyes, I scan the darkness. A smirk briefly crosses my face as she gives me a sign she’s out there.
“There,” I murmur, nodding in her direction.
“Good, what’s the plan,” Blaze mutters.
“We go after the ones responsible. Leave my son to his mother. She’ll handle them,” I order, knowing that’s what she’d want and that’s what I’ll do.
Lifting my gun from the back of my jeans, I point it at Victoria’s mother. “I suggest you stop right there, bitch, and tell your douchebag of a brother to get out of the car,” I snarl, stepping into the light.
Here goes all or nothing. This ends here and now.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Victoria
Seeing Tracker standing there calmed a part of me that I didn’t know I needed him to. After leaving Jamie earlier, I’d come out here to lie in wait. I knew she’d try to bring him out the back way. It’s not like you can just walk out the front door without raising questions.
Without showing my card, I’d let Tracker know I was there. He of all people would be able to see me from where I am and know it’s me.
“Marla, ignore this mongrel and bring me that child,” my mother snaps, waving her hand in the air nonchalantly.
Staying in the dark, I slink closer to the bitch holding my son. My heart races, knowing time is of the essence. Jamie needs to be in the NICU.
Glancing in my peripheral, I spot Harlow lying in wait, ready for me to make my move. Nodding at her, I move to stand directly behind Marla.
“I suggest you not move or get a bullet to the brain. Either way none of you are walking away alive. Now if Parker values your life at all I’d tell his ass to get out of the car.” From the way Tracker is sneering at the bitch, he’s more than pissed. He’s ready to go on a rampage.
“And how do you know we don’t have eyes on you ready to take you out at a moment's notice,” my mother says, giggling like a little girl.
“Grow the fuck up, bitch. You’re in your fifties and dress like that, I know you don’t have anyone on us. You’re not smart enough,” Stoney says, stepping up next to Tracker.
“Like you would know,” the bitch sneers as she takes a step away from the car. “Now, Marla, pet, bring me my grandson,” she orders.
Marla goes to take the slightest step and that’s when I make my move. Quick as I can, I draw the blade across her neck slicing through like butter coating my hand. Harlow jumps into action grabbing Jamie and rushing back into the hospital to get him back where he needs to be.
“You stupid, stupid girl. Why the hell would you kill your sister?” my mother screams as she stares in horror at Marla.
“She’s not my sister and you are nothing more than a conniving bitch who deserves nothing more than you receive,” I sneer, lifting my hand to give Raven her cue. Seconds later the bitch has a bullet straight between the eyes.
Sighing, I glance at Tracker and nod. He can have Parker. I’m sure he didn’t want to be responsible for a woman’s death even if she were more monster than anything else.
Moving quickly, Tracker moves to the back of the car and glances inside. When he steps back, Tracker curses and slams the door.
“Get out,” he roars, pointing his gun at the driver’s window.
Slowly the door opens to show a lanky filthy looking man step out. Holding his hands up he grins showing gold clad teeth. “I wouldn’t shoot if I were you,” he chuckles.
“And why not,” Tracker asks.
“Because then you won’t know where Parker is,” the dumbass grins.
“If he’s not here, he’ll be at the hotel they’ve been sharing,” Tracker states.
“That he would have been before we came for the bastard child and bitch of a mother. Bossman is probably up in the air right now heading for destinations unknown,” he cackles.
My blood boils as I wait for Tracker to make his move.
When he does, I’m shocked speechless.
Tracker shoves his gun in the dumbass’s mouth and pulls the trigger. “Your death and everyone else’s here shouldn’t have been so merciless. Rot in hell,” he growls.
Dropping the gun next to the body, Tracker steps over it. Without a glance back he walks straight to me, leaving his brothers to handle the mess.
Reaching me, he pulls me into his arms. “You okay, Sweetness?” he asks, leaning down to press his forehead to mine.
“I’m okay, James,” I murmur, wrapping my arms around his waist. “I’m sorry I didn’t protect Jamie better.”
“Victoria, say that again and I’ll put you over my knee and spank you,” he growls.
“But it’s the truth,” I state, leaning back to meet his gaze.
“Sweetness, you did what you had to. Somehow you knew what was going to happen and you came up with a game plan and put it in place. You protected our boy the only way you knew how. By letting Silent Night out to play, but no more. From now on unless you need to, under dire circumstances, you leave her put away,” he whispers.
“You got it, James. No more unless I need to for our family,” I say without hesitation. Because in all honesty I don’t want anything to do with being Silent Night.
“Good. Now let’s get you inside and to our son. I don’t need my brothers to see something that’s not meant for their eyes,” he grumbles, lifting me into his arms.
It’s then I realize I had removed the robe I’d been wearing early while visiting Jamie, and I was now showing my ass to anyone who was behind me. Which thankfully was no one.
“God, please tell me they haven’t seen anything,” I mutter, laying my head against his shoulder.
Chuckling he shakes his head. “No Sweetness. They haven’t and I don’t intend to let them see it ever.”
Sighing, I close my eyes and enjoy the feel of Tracker’s arms around me. If this is how it feels to be owned by someone I’ll gladly take it any day. Long as it’s by this man holding me in his arms because at the end of the day, I know I own him as well.
Forever and always.
Epilogue
Tracker
2 months later
“You’ve got to do something about that asshole,” I chuckle as Raven all but falls in the seat next to my woman in a huff.
“What’s he done now?” Victoria asks, rolling her eyes as she glances up at me.
“What hasn’t he done is the question? First, he wants to fuck me constantly. Then he finds out who I really am and keeps his distance. Now it’s like everywhere I go there he is. You know he showed up at the bar I was meeting Niko at?” she rambles.
Those two have been constantly at each other’s throats since they met. I know my brother and I know Raven. If they’d just give it up and admit they want to be with each other they wouldn’t be dealing with the headache like they are now.