by E. C. Land
Nora’s Outrage
Inferno’s Clutch MC Book #8
E.C. Land
Contents
Social Media
Acknowledgments
Inferno’s Clutch MC
Inferno’s Clutch MC
Family Connections
French Translation
Trigger Warning
Playlist
Inner Screams
Prologue
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
Epilogue
Author’s Note
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Nora’s Outrage
This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are all products of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblances to persons, organizations, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
Nora’s Outrage. Copyright © 2021 by E.C. Land. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission from the author, except in the case of brief quotations used in articles or reviews. For information, contact E.C. Land.
With there being characters mentioned from Rae B. Lake’s series, Wings of Diablo MC, I have her permission to use these characters.
Cover Design by Charli Childs, Cosmic Letterz Cover Design
Editing by Kim Lubbers
Formatting by E.C. Land
Proofreading by Jackie Ziegler
Created with Vellum
To my husband and brothers.
To all the men in my life who listen to me when I need to release the anger that builds.
Acknowledgments
My Husband and Kiddos – To my husband, who has always been the one to support our family. If he didn’t encourage me to follow my dreams and give them a chance, I wouldn’t be where I am now. He’s put up with my ramblings and throwing ideas around no matter how annoying I can be about it. Also, I have to be thankful for him being there to send me inspirational music when I need it most. My kiddos, who find what I do, as they put it, cool and want to know how many words I was able to get in each day. They also like to try and help me come up with plot ideas. Some are just as wicked as my own. I also enjoy the fact they come to me when they need help with finding things wrong in their own work wanting to understand better how things are supposed to be done.
My Brothers – No matter how much we go through, they’re always there for me. One may not be here in body but is always around in spirit. My oldest brother, for being proud of me and not having a problem saying it.
Rae B. Lake – Thank you for being my friend and listening to me go on about plots that make us want to write even more devious things.
My Alphas – You guys rock! Thank you all for being the first to read the stories as they come alive. It means the world to me. Especially when you all start to get mad. That’s when I know I’m doing something right. And in doing so, pushing me to keep going with all the different plots that form in my head. I’m thankful to you all for being ready and willing to read and give your input.
My Knox Publishing People – Thank you guys for being such great people to work with.
Liz – My sister from another mister, my best friend, and Publisher/Boss. You’re my go-to when I need it. If not for you, I don’t know if I’d ever be where I am today with my writing. Thank you for always pushing me and encouraging me.
Diane – Without you taking everything on for me, I wouldn’t be able to focus the way I do on my writing. Thank you for everything you do. You’re not just my PA, you’re my friend and I couldn’t ask for a better friend than you.
Kim and Jackie – I know I’m a pain in the rear; however, you both put up with me. Thank you both for taking on all of my work. I love the fact I work with you both on each of them. Also, the fact when it comes to something I miss, you help me understand how to correct it, so it doesn’t happen again.
Inferno’s Clutch MC
Louisiana Charter
President – Chains – Ol’ lady – Tiny (Sloane)
(Children – River, Brook, & Darrian)
Vice President – Tyres
(Children – Wren)
SAA – Breaker – Ol’ Lady – Spitfire (Nora)
(Children – Owen & Oaklen)
Road Captain – Brake
Enforcer – Pitch Black – Ol’ lady – Angelina
(Children – Carson)
Former Prez – Ryder – Ol’ lady – Brielle
(Children – Micah, Marcus, & Lucy)
Medic – Pipe
Hacker – Fuse – Ol’ Lady – Lyrica
Former Road Captain – Fury – Ol’ Lady – Ela
(Children – Raven and Pitch Black)
Treasurer – Axel – Ol’ Lady – Faith
(Children – Alec & Derrick)
Member – Speed
Member – Throttle
Member – Crash
Member – Pedal
Member – Spark
Member – Frame
Member – Lynch
Member – Shock
Member – Steel
Prospect – Rig
Prospect – Bender
Inferno’s Clutch MC
Arizona Charter
Inferno’s Clutch MC
Arizona Charter
President – Marker
VP – Digger
SAA – Sawdust
Road Captain – Links
Enforcer – Snaps
Medic – Slice
Hacker – Surge
Treasurer – Maverick
Member – Dog
Member – Drifter
Member – Shooter
Member – Mayhem
Member – Creeper
Inferno’s Clutch MC
Florida Charter
President – Risk
Inferno’s Clutch MC
Nebraska Charter
President – Lobo
Inferno’s Clutch MC
Montana Charter
President – Mountain
VP – Stinger
SAA – Quake
Road Captain – Cliff
Enforcer – Screamer
Medic – Cut
Member – Kraken
Family Connections
To Founding Members
Garnier
Reno (deceased)– Father to Chains and Victoria
Irène (Never Married) – Mother to Tyres and Brake
(Father Louis Pelletier)
Arlene (Never Married) – Mother to Breaker
(Father Henry Pelletier)
Ryder/Owen – Adoptive father to Marcus and Micah, Father to Lucy
Corbin
Fury (married to Ela) – Father to Pitch Black and Raven
Scarlett (Married husband deceased) – Mother to Lynch and Harlow
DeVere
Rico – Father
to Axel
French Translation
Mon Amour – My Love
Beauté – Beauty
Ma Tendre – My Darling
Ma chou – Sweetheart
Trigger Warning
This content is intended for mature audiences only. It contains material that may be viewed as offensive to some readers, including graphic language, dangerous and sexual situations, murder, rape, and extreme violence.
Proceed with caution. This book does entail several scenes that may very well be a trigger to some.
Also, tissues are a must with other scenes.
Not for the faint at heart.
If you don’t like violence and cannot handle certain subjects, then this is not a book you’ll want to read.
Check out the play list that helped
create Nora’s Outrage while reading!
Break Things – Kylie Morgan
The Patriot – Topher feat. The Marine Rapper
Beautiful – Michele Morrone
Under Your Scars – Godsmack
Whoever Broke Your Heart – Murphy Elmore
Fade In/Fade Out – Nothing More
Inner Screams
Can you hear me?
Do you hear the screams?
The cries of agony and pain?
The screams are loud
But no one can hear them
Other than me
My inner screams fill my head
Blocking everything out
No love can break through
No laughter can be heard
Please, someone, save me
The darkness takes over
The light is gone
Nothing but my inner screams surround me
Why can’t he hear me?
Doesn’t he understand?
The pain is too much
Yet he doesn’t see it
A woman’s inner screams
Are louder than you realize
But still as silent as the dead of night
My inner screams are all I hear
And become my outrage
~ E.C. Land
Prologue
Nora
Being pregnant wasn’t a hardship the first time around.
So why is it this time?
Oh, that’s right, because it’s like my husband and ol’ man doesn’t seem to find me attractive anymore. Who can blame him for it either? I mean, I look at myself and I don’t see the woman I felt I used to be. My fire has gone out and I feel as if I constantly wear the label mom on my forehead. Sure, I love being a mom, but I still want to feel wanted by Breaker. Instead, I feel I’m nothing but a burden to him nowadays. Like he’s only sticking with me because we’re legally married and I’m the mother of his son.
Maybe I need to go home. I haven’t been home in years and it’s not like he’d be missing me anyway. He’s got enough going on for him, considering he’d prefer to sit with one of those nasty ass strays and joke around rather than even talk to me.
I hate those women. I hate them with a passion.
Not only for wanting all the brothers to fuck them but because they’re beautiful and I’m not. At least I don’t see myself that way. Before Owen, I had an amazing figure, even if I held scars from what I’ve been through in my life.
Being shot when shit went down with Emerson and Hades. Then when I’d been beaten, brought here only to be kidnapped and strung up over a pit of venomous snakes.
Tonight the club’s having another party, but I’m not going to go.
I don’t go to them anymore.
I’m perfectly fine with not having it rubbed in my face that Breaker doesn’t want me anymore.
You know what, I do think it would do me good to go home.
Checking on Owen, I pack bags for him and me. We can stay at one of my brothers’ houses or actually my place is vacant right now. I can take him there. I bet my little guy would even like to go to the beach. I’ll have to take him out to the Outer Banks.
I don’t think of anything else, allowing my mind to go blank while I finish packing. I won’t lie to Breaker about where I’m going, but I also won’t wait around for him to tell me not to go.
Taking Owen’s and my bag to the front door, I check on him in the pack ‘n play to make sure he’s okay and go into the kitchen. I grab the notepad and pen I keep in there for writing down what we need for groceries. Leaning over the counter, I write Breaker a note. Telling him not to worry and that I’d let him know when Owen and I got to Virginia.
I won’t keep our son or our child I’m carrying from him, but I also want to be happy and right now, that won’t happen here. Not when he has his mind on other things rather than his family.
Finishing the note, I put the pen down and go load our bags into the back of my SUV that Breaker bought for me right before I had Owen.
“Gotta keep the two most important people in my life safe,” he stated when he showed me the vehicle. Breaker seemed so happy.
What happened to us?
I don’t know, but as I close the back of the SUV with our bags in the back, tears well in my eyes and I wish I could make everything better again. But I can’t.
I’m pregnant with our second child and he doesn’t even want me anymore, this I’m almost certain of. Breaker’s not even excited over the fact we’re having another child.
With a shuddered breath, I hold my head up high and go grab Owen from the pack ‘n play. I put him on his feet to toddle around, grab the last-minute things as well as the keys. I pick our son up and take him out to the car.
Some women might scream out in outrage when it comes to their men not wanting them anymore. I’m not like them. My screams of outrage are inner screams of agony.
Buckling Owen into his car seat, I round the SUV and climb in behind the wheel. With one last glance to the clubhouse, I put the key in the ignition.
“Bye, Orion,” I whisper, pressing my foot to the brake and switch the gears to drive. Releasing the brake pedal, I press the gas and head for the gate. I wave calmly at Bender, who’s on gate duty. Through the gate, I turn left and head for the interstate.
I don’t let the tears that are threatening to fall, fall. I can’t let the pain of it all take over. Not yet, at least.
Breaker
Having Lyrica’s brother show up at the clubhouse put a dent in my plans to go talk to my ol’ lady.
I knew something was fuckin’ wrong, but I didn’t know what. Not until Lyrica pointed it out to me. She opened my eyes to what’s going on with Nora. At least somewhat. Now I just need to fix it. Leaving the clubhouse after making sure everything was good, I head to my house we built off to the side of the property. All of us had built one for our families to make room.
My brows furrow when I notice Nora’s SUV missing.
“Where did she go?” I mutter to myself.
Going into the house, my gut tightens at the silence that fills it.
I go to the kitchen first after slipping my boots off at the door. She hates shoes in the house. Says houses are meant for feet; otherwise, why have carpet in eighty-five percent of the place. I love the woman with everything I have in me.
Opening the fridge, I snag a beer out of the door and close it. Popping the top off of the bottle, I bring it to my lips while scanning the area. Everything seems to be in order, but I notice the notepad open on the counter. Stepping over to it, I lift it up and read it.
Then read it again.
And again.
Breaker/Orion,
I’m sorry. I can’t be who you want me to be anymore. I can’t pretend everything is okay. Not when it’s not. I love you and I always will, but I can’t be the woman who sits at home taking care of your children while you play around. I can’t do it. It hurts to know I’m not all you need. I’m not woman enough for you and you don’t find me attractive. I understand you have needs and I don’t appeal to you.
I’m going home for a while to visit. I don’t know, maybe I should move back t
here, give you the space you need.
Either way, I’ll never keep you from our sons. Yeah, sons, I found out the other day we’re having another little boy.
When I get to where we’re going, I’ll text you and let you know we made it.
You’ll always be the one to hold my heart.
Love you still,
Nora
Pain rips through my chest as her words burn themselves into my brain.
My woman’s gone, and it’s my fuckin’ fault for not seeing to this shit a long time ago. I haven’t done anything with another woman. I don’t want to, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t talked to the strays at the clubhouse when they talk to me. Tricks, she’s new and has a wicked sense of humor, likes to sit and joke with the brothers when she’s not fuckin’ someone. She tried once with me, but I’d told her straight up it wasn’t happenin’.
Fuck.
Now I’ve got to figure out how to fix this shit and get my woman back.
Chapter One
Nora