Accidentally Yours: A MC Novel (Vicious Snakes MC Book 1)

by Mallory Funk

  There will be a lot of brothers around the hospital when we bring Ella in. Hopefully we can catch the asshole if he makes a move on her.

  Everyone is watching Ella like a hawk. I can tell that it bothers her, but she won’t say anything. I had explained to her what she means to the club, and how precious a club princess was. I let her know that we took her role very seriously even though we had only just found her. I told her that she was born a snake, and her mom trying to take that away from her didn’t mean anything. She didn’t get a choice if she wanted this club life.

  No one will let her do much but light lifting, or anything that doesn’t cause her to break a sweat. Call us overprotective or crazy, but none of us want to take any chances of something happening to her.

  Now that her due date is only days away, I am going to keep my eyes on her at all times.

  Chapter Eighteen

  Ella

  Throughout the next couple days, I had felt rumblings in my stomach, light twitches here and there, but nothing to be alarming to anyone. My due date is now only four days away.

  Damien and I take turns pleasuring each other with our hands and mouths. I told him that I wasn’t ready for sex until I was healed from having the baby, and he said that he had a feeling that I had felt that way.

  Today, I feel pain in my belly, but I don’t want to tell anyone in case it’s a false alarm. I know that everyone would go frantic once I said I was in labour. Not that I knew I was in labour yet. The pain was light, and I was warned about false labour, so I plan on keeping it quiet until I know for sure that’s what it is.

  As the day progresses, the pain gets worse. Every time I look at the clock, I try to keep track. If I had to guess, I would say that my contractions are about eight minutes apart, and I know now that this isn’t false labour.

  When the next contraction hits, I am walking in the kitchen with a glass of apple juice in my hand when the sudden pain comes over me. It goes from my belly to my back. I feel like I can feel it all over the fucking place. Holy shit, the last one wasn’t this bad. How did it get bad so fast? The glass slips from my hands, and I grip the counter so hard that my knuckles turn white. Everything around me stops, and the clubhouse goes quiet. I know that everyone is looking at me.

  Damien comes from the washroom, takes one look at me and the pain on my face, and rushes over to me.

  “Baby, baby? Are you okay? Is it the baby?” he says in a worried voice.

  Before I can say anything, a pool of water hits between my legs and down my thighs making a puddle at my feet. When I look at him, the contraction is over. “I think that the baby is coming,” I say in a harsh breath.

  His eyes go wide, and you can hear a fucking pin drop. Everyone is so still. Lily comes out laughing with Sasha beside her.

  “Come on we, aren’t going to have a baby standing around like statues,” she says on a laugh. That must spring everyone into action because someone is running into our room and grabbing the bags for the hospital. Damien and my dad are helping me get to the car. I hear Lily issuing orders to everyone, but I don’t know what’s going on. I have no idea why everyone is running around like chicken with their heads cut off, but I don’t care to think about it right now.

  Whomever is driving wastes no time getting us to the hospital. I would laugh at how panicked the men are if I wasn’t in so much pain.

  The doctors and nurses set us up in a room immediately. It might have something to do with the fact that there are a bunch of Vicious Snakes MC members hanging around the waiting room looking all sorts of crazy.

  I spend the next five hours screaming in pain at Damien and my father. They both have refused to leave my side. I am majorly regretting not getting an epidural. I might have actually drawn blood on both of their arms, but they don’t complain one bit. They are being so encouraging that what I really want to do is beat them with anything that I can get my hands on.

  “You’re doing so good, baby. Do you need anything else? Just tell me what I can do for you,” Damien says to me trying to hide the panic in his voice. I don’t miss it for a second, and I know it’s there because he can’t stand to see me in pain.

  “How about some more ice chips? Would that help?” my dad adds trying to help, but I’m beyond tired and irritated at everyone which is probably why I throw my cup of ice chips at them.

  “I DON’T WANT ANY FUCKING ICE CHIPS. JUST LET ME LAY HERE AND SCREAM IN PAIN!” I may regret screaming at them later, but right now I don’t really care. I see shock on both of their faces and their eyes widen before I close my eyes from the pain.

  When the next contraction is over, the doctor comes in. He checks me over, and tells me that it’s time.

  Damien

  Watching my son being brought into this world was something else. Ella had done so fucking good. It killed me to see her in so much pain, and I know that Prez had felt the same way as I did. When she threw her cup at us right before the doctor came in, all we could do was stand there in shock. I don’t think that she has ever raised her voice that loud before.

  Ella and I both agreed that her dad should be in the room with us. She said that since he had miss her birth that he should get to see his own grandson being born. Prez was fucking honoured when Ella asked him. A lot of brothers were nodding their head in approval at me and Ella when she asked him.

  Then Ella had my son. All eight pounds of my son is in my arms. I have Ella by my side smiling at me sweetly, and our child in my arms. It’s unreal how I feel in this moment. I knew this day was coming, but you never know how it’s going to hit you until it’s here.

  I was a nervous wreck the whole time that Ella was in labour. I kept looking at Prez and he was looking back at me like he didn’t know what the fuck to do. You wouldn’t think that the asshole had kids already by the way that he was pacing around that birthing room.

  I hand the baby to Prez, and kiss Ella on the head.

  “You did a good job, baby. I’m so proud of you,” I tell her kissing her lightly on the lips.

  “We need to give him a name,” she says with a small smile looking at her dad.

  I think we already know what we want to name him. We never told anyone else since we wanted it to be a secret. Finding a name for our son was all we really thought about besides rival club threats, Ella’s cravings, or our feelings for each other.

  There were a lot of failed attempts like Bart, Truman, and Fred. I will not even divulge some of the crazy ones that she thought of.

  Then the idea came to us. This baby had brought us together. Why not name this child something that has meaning. I nod my head at Ella when she looks at me with pleading eyes.

  “Hey, dad!” she says loudly. He looks up her, and smiles widely- I don’t think that I have ever seen that smile on his face before.

  “Yeah, baby girl?” he says as he puts his eyes back on our son and coos to him. You heard me right- the President of our MC just fucking cooed. I don’t even know what to do with that.

  “I’d like you to meet Derek Jeff Evans, your grandson,” she says with a smile, and unshed tears form in her eyes.

  It was an easy decision to name the child after our Prez. I think that they both deserve this. So much time had been stolen from them that I knew that I could give them this moment. I had no problem with it since I had always looked up to Prez. He was my sponsor when I came in as a prospect, and I have a ton of respect for him.

  Then there was the name, Jeff. Some people might think it weird naming my son after my woman’s dead husband, but I don’t see it that way. They had gone to the fertility clinic, and wanted to start a family together. He was also a good man to her, and he deserved to be recognized in some way. I know without a doubt if he were here that he would be a part of my kid’s life. From all the stories Ella has told me about him and how he treated her, I have a ton of respect for him too. He gave her the sense of family she was missing, and loved her in a way that I now understand. Back when I had first entered her room a
nd had seen that picture of them, I remember thinking that he was looking at her like she hung the moon, and I know that’s exactly how I fucking look at her now. I have no problem putting his name on my child.

  I look at Prez as she tells him the baby’s name. He snaps his head up and his eyes well up with tears.

  “Thank you, baby girl. I love it. Jeff would have loved it too,” he says to her coming over to us to give Ella a kiss on the cheek. He kisses the baby softly, and places him into Ella’s arms.

  “I’m going to tell everyone that the baby is here, and what you guys named him. Enjoy your time alone.” He puts his hand out for me to shake in congratulations. I nod my head back at him in return.

  “We did it,” Ella whispers in awe.

  “We sure did, baby,” I tell her, and kiss her on the lips.

  Chapter Nineteen

  Ella

  Two weeks later

  Having a baby is hard work. I knew that it would be, but it is definitely harder than I had anticipated.

  I have sleepless nights that I wouldn’t change for anything. Some nights I get up, and find Damien holding little Derek in his arms whispering to him.

  We are still at the clubhouse since there has been no sign of Demon. Damien told me that the Vicious Snakes had everyone downstairs in their basement bunker when I had the baby just in case he attacked the club as a distraction. He never did, which I was thankful for, but now we are stuck in a waiting game.

  Everyone loved holding Derek. The old ladies took turns taking care of him. When we were out in the common areas, someone would take him out of my arms right away. I’m pretty sure that if I wasn’t breast feeding, I would never see him.

  The brothers have taken it upon themselves to call him D.J. so that both his names are being used. I was touched by it, and honestly never had even thought about how the initials worked out.

  Me? I’m tired, but I knew that would happen. If I need to nap or rest then someone takes the baby so that I can have a nap. Usually, it’s my dad who takes him. I think that he’s trying to make up for the lost time that he didn’t have with me through spending as much time as possible with my son. I don’t mind giving him that time. I know that he needs it.

  Right now, I’m in our room at the clubhouse- yes, I started thinking about it as “our” room. I have spent so many weeks in here that I can’t help but think of it any other way.

  Damien is holding Derek in his arms, and they are both fast asleep on the bed. I can’t help but smile at the sight of them. Watching Damien care for our child makes me fall in love with him even more. There is something so delightful and sexy about a man caring for his baby.

  I shut the door to the hallway as I walk into the room never taking my eyes off of them. I don’t waste any time climbing into bed with them. I make sure that Derek is settled in between us. This is one of those moments that I can look back on and remember for the rest of my life. After Jeff died, I didn’t think that I would get a moment like this. It doesn’t take me long to fall asleep to the sounds of my men breathing. Even though we have been on lockdown for weeks, I don’t remember a time that I have been so happy.

  Damien

  Ella has a doctor’s appointment this morning. It is a check up to make sure that Ella and baby are doing fine, and that they are healthy both mentally and physically.

  We have the usual four brothers with us. This has become routine, and I know that everyone is going stir crazy.

  Once the doctor checks over Derek, I take him into the hallway so that he can check Ella’s stitches. She told me last night that she didn’t want me in the room looking at her while she was stitched up, and would love it if I took Derek into the waiting room.

  Torch is in the waiting room standing in the corner. Everyone is making sure to keep their distance. Just because he’s a biker doesn’t mean that he’s going to be tearing shit apart at a doctor’s office, but everyone is behaving like that is exactly what is going to happen.

  We are sitting there for a while when I hand Derek over to Torch. I have a bad feeling in my gut. There is no way that the check-up should be taking this long.

  The nurse tries to stop me when I head back to the room I left Ella in, but I get to the door before she can. I open the door and my breath freezes in my lungs. No no no…fuck.

  The doctor is bleeding on the floor with wide eyes, and there is no sign of Ella. I have no doubt that they used a knife on him, or we would have heard gun shots.

  I hear the nurse in the background scream for help, and it’s not long before other doctors in the office come running in and doing what they can to help Ella’s doctor. I don’t have a minute to waste.

  He fucking took her. How did he get to her without anyone noticing? Fuck.

  I run back into the waiting room, and Torch jumps up from his seat. He has Derek back in his car seat. He must see the look on my face because he starts cursing, and we make our way outside.

  I make a call to Prez that I never thought I would have to make.

  “Prez. Fuck. He’s got her.”

  Chapter Twenty

  Ella

  The doctor just finished checking on my stitches and making sure that I was healing properly when the door opens. I quickly pull up my pants before whomever is barging in gets an eyeful.

  “Ella, Ella, Ella. It’s about time that I got you alone.” When I hear the deep voice that haunts my dreams, I freeze.

  Slowly, I lift my head up to see if my ears are betraying me.

  When my eyes meet his black ones, and observe the evil smirk on his face, I know that what I’m seeing is real.

  Demon.

  I swallow a lump in my throat.

  “What do you want?” I’m not stupid, I know what he wants, but I hope to stall him so that Damien can come in here before he takes me.

  “I told you that I was coming for you, Ella. All I needed to do was wait for one little slip up to make my move. I’m a patient man, but not today. I’ve been waiting a long time for this moment. You either come with me now, or I’m going to start shooting up the waiting room where Damien, your brother, and your son are. Your choice, but choose fast because I won’t hesitate to kill everyone you love. Starting with your son,” he smirks at me.

  We both know that he has me right where he wants me. I nod my head, and quickly put my shoes on. Before I can head out the door, he quickly stabs the doctor in the side. I try hard to stop my scream so that he doesn’t hurt anyone else. I throw my hand over my mouth to muffle my scream.

  “That’s just in case you didn’t know how serious I was about you, Ella. A lot of people’s lives lay at your hands now,” he says with a cold look in his eyes. When I’m close enough, he grabs my arm and twists it behind his back. The knife he is holding is now digging into my skin through the fabric of my shirt.

  He starts pushing me along to the back exit of the doctor’s office. When I am outside, he throws me into an SUV, and I see Pyro lying on the ground with blood surrounding him. That’s when the tears start falling. I can’t tell if he’s dead or alive from this angle, but Demon, and the other men that I now notice are also in the vehicle, laugh at my distress.

  “We had no choice, Ella. If you wouldn’t have been hiding from me behind those pussies, Vicious Snakes, then I wouldn’t have had to do it,” Demon says in a cold tone. His voice is flat and void of any emotion.

  I know I’m in hell now, and I don’t know if anyone will ever find me. The club had been looking for all of these guys for weeks. I just have to get them far away from my family, and then I need to think of something to do. If I’m going down, they sure as fuck are coming with me.

  Damien

  We don’t waste any time getting back to the clubhouse. Torch made sure that Pyro went to the hospital. Those fuckers shot him, but I don’t know the damage yet. I couldn’t think about that while my woman was out there with that monster. Every brother is on his bike waiting. I pull up and quickly hand Derek over to Lily. I need to save his mom.
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  I get on my bike with my brothers at my side. We are going to search high and low for this fucker. No way could he have gotten far.

  This is our town, and he stepped in the wrong motherfucking territory.

  They won’t be on their bikes, or we would have heard them. We have brothers all over town.

  We split up down the streets seeing if we can catch the fucker from any angle.

  When I look up, I see a black SUV swerve close to the lights. That fucker is going to run a red light. I look to the brothers at my side, and they are thinking the same thing as I am.

  I keep my eyes on the SUV. It runs the red light, and gets hit by two cars on either side of it. It was like the fucker was asking to get hit. When the SUV rolls, and one of the bodies gets thrown from it, I see a black leather cut. Motherfucker. That has to be them.

  We increase our speed, and pull up to the scene. When I stumble on the guy, the cut says Devil’s Souls MC.

  I look back at the SUV, and see movement. We all take off running to the vehicle in hopes of finding Ella in there.

  When I pull open the door to the back of the car, I see Demon. That fucker. When he sees me, his eyes widen. I hear more bikes pull up to the scene. I grab Demon and pull him out. Bear, Blade, and Kid are all standing there. Prez pulls up just as I am throwing Demon to my brothers’ feet.

  “Take him back to the clubhouse. We have some unfinished business with this fucker.” Just then, Torch pulls up with a van so that we can place all the Devil’s Souls inside. We aren’t letting these fuckers get away.

  When I look in the backseat, Ella is laying on the roof of the SUV. She’s bleeding, but it’s hard to see from where. Her eyes aren’t open, but I put my fingers to her neck hoping to find a pulse.