“It’s not about winning,” Jackson says. “It’s about defiance.”
“Aye,” all the boys murmur in one voice.
“I’ll give you two of my men,” Mike says.
“I’ll give you two more,” Zane says. He’s the president of the Shadow Wolves MC.
“I’ll give you two of my men,” I say.
“Aye,” the boys yell.
I finish church and we leave the office and then pour into the bar where our women and children are seated. I see my wife chatting with Zane’s wife, Brianna.
I see my daughter Amelia, approach Jax’ son, Takis, and she clings to his arm. Rage ignites inside of me, and I see red.
I pull back and forth with my fingers rolling into fists as a tall figure obstructs my way. The smell of perfume circles me as Athena’s warm eyes meet mine.
“The room is lovely,” she says. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” I rasp.
I see Amelia sneak out of the bar. Athena keeps talking to me, but I can’t discern the words. All I can do is trace Takis following my daughter.
No fucking way. Amelia is too young—only nineteen.
The animal inside me wants to spill blood.
“We want to give them our house and move into a small apartment,” Athena twitters.
“What?”
“The kids need a house,” Athena says as her wide eyes fix on mine.
“What kids?”
Athena sucks in a breath as her eyelashes flutter. “Amelia is pregnant so Jax and I thought—“
“The fuck what?”
Silence falls upon the people gathered in the bar, as harsh as a bad winter. Michelle runs over to me. Her hand reaches down for mine.
“Baby, I need to tell you something,” Michelle says.
“Really?” I growl.
Michelle’s chin trembles. “I’ve waited for the right moment.”
“The right moment?” My voice has a high-pitched crack.
Athena squeaks. “I’m so sorry. I thought you knew. Takis was going to make it official tonight anyway.”
I look at Michelle and she cringes into herself.
“You’ve been busy, Asher,” Michelle says as she straightens, a defiant smile curling her lips, “so I’ve waited for you to be more relaxed.”
Yes, there was some shit with a local gang to sort out. It was created a year ago—ten scumbags with the IQ of an average slug. We showed them their place in the food chain, sending three of them straight to hell.
I pull forward and exit the bar. My eyes travel to Amelia rubbing her body up Takis’ tall frame. They kiss and grope like the rest of the human population has been erased. Takis pulls away from her at the sight of me.
“Sir,” Takis says as his eyes blaze fiercely.
I can see the respect for me in his glance, but he’s a wolf. He doesn’t fear, doesn’t bend.
I like him, always have, It’s just that Amelia is my daughter. She was supposed never to grow up.
“You’re gonna marry her tonight,” I rumble. “Understood?”
“Yes, sir,” Takis says.
“And you…” I pierce my daughter with my glance, but she flashes me a smile and everything inside me melts. “You…”
“Just tell me to be happy, Dad,” Amelia says.
I shoot my arm to her and pull her to me, kissing the top of her head. She looks like me and is quite tall compared to Michelle. “I just want you to be happy, you know this.”
Right, my daughter is going to marry a criminal who is more skilled at holding a gun than at holding a fork. A very handsome criminal. Even I can see that. Takis has his looks from his mother.
“You’ll be a granddad in six months,” Amelia says.
Fuck me. It’s too early.
No, this is actually very exciting. I like kids. I want to have a bunch of grandchildren.
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More about Jackson and the Furious Daggers MC in ‘His Poppy’ by Brogan Riley.
Description: His Poppy by Brogan Riley
Taboo has never tasted so sweet.
Taboo has never felt so raw.
A Flower.
A Caring Planter.
Love.
Pain.
A dark secret.
Freedom.
For adult audiences only.
An Older Man Younger Woman MC Romance. Explicit and dark content that may not be suitable for some readers (graphic adult scenes, graphic language, violence, abuse).
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