“I get it, brother,” I mutter, lifting my beer to my mouth. I truly did know what he meant.
The thought of something happening to not only one of my nephews or my niece but now Brielle and the boys, gives me nightmares. It’s bad enough they’ve all been through hell one way or another but fuck they don’t need any more bullshit in their lives.
“Happy for you, Ryder. Thought you’d never find it, but you finally did. Ela loves Brielle and those boys of hers,” Fury states.
“Good to know.” Smirking, I cast my eyes in his direction to find him looking straight ahead.
“You know Ela and the way she is. The gift she has, she’s seen a lot of shit and a lot of it scary as fuck but always speaks in riddles when warning those around her. Told me to tell you, to not let your guard down and watch for the shadows. The night is not done and expect it to come sooner rather than later. Only you can keep them safe from the dangers ahead. The gator will meet the snake, but it will take more than strength to end this one.” Fuckin’ Ela and her word play shit.
But I get it.
Over the past several weeks nothing had been reported about seeing Titus. He’s the snake she’s talking about that will pop out in the shadows.
Time to round up Bart and make sure he’s ready.
If Ela’s seen this shit, it means death match ahead of me. This one won’t be easy, and I’ll have to do everything in my power to keep the Péché Mortel at bay as I take out this fucker. Hopefully the others as well bringing an end to their reign.
Nodding, I finish my beer and put the empty glass bottle on the bar top. “T’inquiète pas. I’ll make sure Brielle and the boys aren’t caught in this as I handle Titus. This is on me and it’s time to put an end to the bullshit. Marcus, Micah and her all deserve to finally breathe easy.”
And they did.
“Know she says it’s only you who can keep them safe, but I’ve got your back regardless,” Fury declares, bringing his gaze to mine.
“Then let’s prepare,” I seethe, wanting this over with.
Grinning, Fury finishes his own beer and stands up from his stool. “Let’s get to it,” he chuckles.
Smirking, I shake my head and the two of us went to Chains’ office to begin.
Chapter Eleven
Brielle
Over the past month, it’s been like a whirl wind. The first three weeks Ryder was absolutely amazing to me and the boys; however, this past week he’s been distant.
It’s as if he’s lost interest in wanting to be with me like he kept saying.
Ryder went from sweet caresses to barely looking at me. I should at least be thankful he’s not slinging hateful words at me in front of Marcus and Micah. Honestly, he spends time with the boys more than me. I shouldn’t complain, if it weren’t for the feeling of us reverting back to him ignoring me but giving them attention.
After that day when we first had sex together, Ryder made sure to touch me frequently and took me just as much. That night Marcus and Micah stayed in their uncles’ room with him in order for us to have the night to explore each other’s bodies. It was beautiful, I’d been brazen and kissed, lapped at every inch of Ryder’s as I became acquainted with him. He’d done the same to me in return. Ryder even set the boys up in a room next to his to give us some privacy and continue to have our fun every night.
Unfortunately, this week, he hasn’t even attempted to touch me. Let alone sleep with me.
This morning I’d come to the conclusion he was done and as heartbreaking as it was, I accepted this. Packing my stuff that had accumulated in his room, I move it to my boys’ room. Soon as I could get away from the clubhouse, I’d pack Marcus and Micah up and the three of us would go. Sucks though because they’d really grown attached to not only Ryder but all the guys here. Especially, Tyres and Brake.
Now sitting in my boys’ room, laptop open and my eyes focused on the screen as Marcus and Micah play some game on the TV that Brake had hooked up for them when the door opens. My gaze flies in that direction to see Ryder standing there looking mad. Fire seems to be filling his eyes as he stares at me.
Ryder doesn’t say anything as he comes in the room, pulls my laptop from me tossing it to the end of the bed, bends and lifts me up over his shoulder. “Boys, need to talk to you maman,” he finally speaks and when he does his voice is thunderous.
“Okay,” Marcus and Micah say without looking up from the game they were playing.
“Ryder put me down,” I snap, slapping my hands against his back.
“Shut it,” he orders, as his hand connects with my butt with a whack.
Oh.
God.
He did not just smack my butt.
“Ryder, I said put me down,” I yell, kickin my knees as best I can with his arm locked around them.
“Woman, if you don’t keep your mouth shut right now, I’ll do more than slap your ass,” he threatens with a growl. I refuse to admit that the gravelly tone in his voice goes straight between my legs, making me wish he were touching me there. Better yet, that his dick were inside me filling me.
Stop, get those thoughts out of your head right now. He pretty much made it clear he didn’t want you anymore. I accepted it this morning, my body just needs to get with the program.
Ryder doesn’t stop walking until he gets to his room, once through the door he slams it shut and locks it before storming across the room. I find myself thrown
