My voice comes out in a harsh whisper, “You were my fucking Allie Cat and you left me. I have a son who’s a stranger to me.”
Time slows down as I try to contain the hurt and rage I feel at the world, Allie, and most of all myself. She should have been on the back of my bike, under my protection. Horse was a shitty person to put her on the back of. If I could go back and change that day, I would. I would do it in a heartbeat.
But I can’t, and every single day since she left, I’ve hated myself for it.
The shrilling sound of my cellphone ringing blares from the kitchen table. If the world was burning down around Allie and me, I’d still be the Pres.
“Fuck!” I snarl and turn away from her.
There’s too much happening right now, too much that needs to be said and done. But I have the outside world waitin’ on that phone, and as much as I want to figure out what the fuck is going on with Allie, I have to answer it.
Snatching the phone from the table, I press connect when I see that it’s the local sheriff’s number. His personal number.
“What’s going on, Harry?” I ask.
“We got a dead girl of yours in the trunk of a car,” he says with a deeply pissed off growl.
“What the fuck? How do you know she’s one of ours?” I ask and put my free hand up to the back of my neck.
I can just feel the headache that’s about to erupt.
“You think I don’t know a club girl? This one here’s Snowbird,” he says.
“Goddammit,” I breathe out.
“Her being dead in the trunk of the car ain’t the only issue,” he goes on.
“Yeah? No shit, Harry,” I say feeling this is about to get a lot worse.
“Come down to the address I’m gonna send you. You need to see this in person.”
I’m about to ask him what the fuck’s going on, but he’s already disconnected the call.
Shit.
Looking down at my phone, I frown. Fucking hell, can the world stop turning for just one fucking minute?
As soon as the text with the address arrives, I groan. It’s one of our strip mall parking lots. This ain’t the best look for us. We’re supposed to be keeping the crime out of our town, not bringing it in.
Pressing the contact for Whitey, I only have to wait two rings before he picks up.
“Pres?” comes his deep, soft voice.
“Harry just called, Snowbird was found in the trunk of a car at one of our fuckin’ strip mall parking lots,” I say.
“Goddammit, when?”
I look back at the kitchen. “No clue when they found her, but he wants me down there. I need you to send three brothers up to guard my house, pronto.”
Allie would be out of here the moment I fucking pulled out on the street. Ain’t no way I’m letting her run, and I sure as fuck need her protected.
“What’s goin’ on?” he asks.
“Grem fill you in on Allie?” I ask.
“Yeah, and boy, you must be one lucky—” he starts to say before I cut him off.
“She don’t fuckin’ remember who I am, Whitey, and she’s tryin’ to run. I need her protected and secure,” I say and then head to the living room.
“Fuck, that ain’t no good. I’ll get Hammy, Steve, and Poster Boy up there.”
“Good, I’m taking Grem with me. I’ll let you know what’s happening as soon as I do.”
“Alright, be safe, Coy. I can feel a cold-ass wind comin’ from somewhere,” he rumbles.
“Will do. And if you can, get a hold of Anchorage. We need those guns now.”
Pushing the disconnect button, I look down at Levi and smile at his happy face. It’s still slightly greasy from all that butter, but damned if he don’t look happy.
“Gotta get dressed, little guy,” I say before heading back to the kitchen.
“Come with me,” I say to Allie.
She’s regained some of her composure but not enough to fight me too hard.
Heading back into the bedroom, I strip out of my jeans and boxers. “I gotta go out for a couple of hours.”
“What? Why?” she asks.
“Club business,” I say and turn to look at her.
Is that concern I see at me leaving? Does she realize yet I’m the fucking one that’s going to keep her safe and cared for? Probably not.
But she will.
“Don’t get the idea you’ll be skittering out the door, either. I’ve got brothers comin’ over to keep your narrow ass safe,” I say as I yank on a fresh pair of jeans.
Fuck boxers today, it’s going to be hot as fuck out there.
“We need to run, Coy. We can’t stay here,” she pleads.
Looking up from putting my boots on, I say, “Allie, you’ll never be safer than when you have me. I’ll kill every single motherfucker that comes our way. It’s not only us anymore, it’s our family.”
Standing up from the bed, I walk right up to her. “You’re mine, woman. Don’t fuckin’ forget that, ever. I’m gonna torture whoever the fuck this Mikhail is, torture and then bury his ass.”
She shakes her head at me. “He’s an evil man, Coy. He’s with the Russian mafia. You can’t protect us.”
“Watch me,” I say before grabbing the back of her head and tightly twisting my fingers in her hair.
Pressing my lips hard against hers, she slaps at my chest, but I don’t fucking relent. She needs to know she’s mine.
She will always be mine, no matter the fucking cost.
My tongue pushes hard against her lips, forcing them apart. She resists for so long that I’m about to throw her on the bed and fuck her back into submission, but finally she gives in. Her tongue comes out timidly and her hands clutch at my shirt.
Grabbing that juicy ass, I pull her tight against my cock and grind hard into her.
Pulling away from her mouth, I say, “You’re mine, Allie. I took claim on you a long time ago. You tell me you don’t remember me, but you will.”
“Coy…” she breathes out heavily.
“Coy!” Levi shouts from the living room, breaking the moment.
“Yeah? And what did I say about that?” I shout back across the house to him as I grab my kutte from the dresser.
Sliding it over my shoulders, I turn to Allie and grab her hand, pulling her to the living room with me.
“Dad… sorry,” he says loud enough for us to hear.
“What’s up, little man?” I say over the loud gasp Allie makes.
“It’s lightsaber time!” Levi shouts with joy.
“Sweet,” I shout right back as I release Allie’s hand and jog up to the couch.
Jumping over the back, I land right next to a squeaking Levi.
Putting my arm around him, I say, “Show me, buddy. I gotta go in a bit.”
“Okay, why are you leaving?” he asks with a pout.
“Business,” I say and then motion for Allie to join us.
She looks between us both with wary eyes before she notices Levi looking up at her with a smile.
Seeing his smile, she relents. “Oh boy, I don’t know if I can handle all the action!”
“You can!” Levi cheers at her.
“That’s not what you—” I start to smirk at her before she cuts me off.