“Good, let’s get this asshole loaded in the cage, Bart will be looking for his treat when we get back,” I announce.
“You and that fuckin’ gator,” Tracker shudders.
“Don’t dis the gator,” I say pointedly with a grin as I head for the exit.
Outside I take a deep breath as I let it sink in. It’s over for Brielle but we still have to take out Louis and Henry before it’s complete for Tyres, Brake, and Breaker.
Chapter Thirteen
Brielle
Waking up alone in bed, I sit up immediately as I look around the room then at the clock on the nightstand.
Crap.
I overslept and Ryder’s gone to do whatever he had planned for the day. The only thing I knew about it was that I wouldn’t see him until tomorrow morning.
Sliding out from under the covers I decide to put on one of his hoodies to feel him with me today just because I’m nervous as hell.
Yep.
Hell.
He’s gone off to do whatever it is, and I’m scared he’ll either get hurt or worse killed because it’s for me that he’s doing it.
Slipping on a pair of leggings to go with Ryder’s hoodie, I leave the room in search of Marcus and Micah. As I step in the kitchen where I normally find them if they’re up before me, I stop at the sight of all the women in there. But it’s not the women that causes my body to freeze but the one holding a little girl that resembles the baby girl from the website.
“Brie,” Nora calls my name softly.
“I’m sorry,” I blurt, my eyes glued to the little girl.
“Why are you sorry?” the woman asks.
“Because, I didn’t do anything to help her,” I whisper.
“But you did what you could. I don’t blame you nor do I hate you. You left, as Nerd explained to me, a backdoor that someone was able to access and find her. In my opinion that’s helping my daughter.” Tears well in my eyes as she moves toward me. “My names Rachel and this is Corinne.”
“Brielle,” I murmur my name.
“Well that’s a lot of the heavy and since the boys are all gone . . .”
“Hey, we’re still here,” Marcus pipes in interrupting Tiny.
“Sorry buddy let me rephrase, since the boys over twelve are out let’s have some fun while we wait for them to get back,” Tiny exclaimed.
“Considering Blaze took away my fun, what do you have in mind?” a dark-haired woman who looks a lot like Ela pouts.
Took away her fun?
“You’ll be okay, Raven. It’s not like you’d be able to do anything anyway. You’re pregnant and have one who needs you right now, more than you need to go join them,” Rachel states.
“Umm, am I missing something?” I ask
“We’re here because the guys from our club came down to help out,” Raven huffs and turns her attention to Rachel. “And yes, I know I’m pregnant, but Blaze didn’t have to suck the fun out of my trip home.”
Shaking my head, I glance between the two of them and decide not to question any further. My mind right now is wanting not to think about anything more than Ryder and whether or not he’s okay.
“Mon bijou, wake up,” Ryder’s voice draws me from my sleep. Slowly, I open my eyes to find Ryder sitting on the side of the bed, one knee bent as he faces me.
“Your back,” I whisper, my voice filled with sleep.
“Yeah, baby,” he grins.
After meeting all the women in the kitchen from the Devil’s Riot MC we all moved into the main room and spent the rest of the day spending time together talking and laughing. It was an amazing feeling.
At least until, Ela came in the clubhouse, looked at me and said. “Don’t worry sweetheart. In the end it will be over for you and you can finally be at peace.”
I’d started to freak and ended up in a panic attack. Then because I’d worked myself up so much, I ended up rushing out of the room and made it to Ryder’s and my room in just enough time to throw up.
Rachel followed me into my room to check on me and when she did, she handed me something I’d had no need for, for ten years.
A pregnancy test.
“I’d been watching you and notice you seemed to be dazed and you barely ate anything all day,” she murmurs, quietly.
I let her words soak in and realize she’s right. I’d hardly eaten anything all day. Granted that’s normal for me, what isn’t is, I didn’t drink but a few sips of my coffee. I usually down a whole pot by myself. As for being in a daze yeah, it’s because I’m stressed about Ryder and everyone else gone to deal with my problems.
Nodding my head, I took the test from her and when she left the bathroom closing the door behind her, I did my thing. Once finished, I placed the stick on the counter, washed my hands and opened the door to find Rachel waiting for me.
“Well,” she prompts.
“I can’t look,” I say nervously.
“Want me to look?” she offers.
“Please,” I whisper.
“Okay,” she says and steps into the bathroom. Looking down at the test she steps back and says, “Well it looks like another one bites the dust in this clubhouse.”
Oh.
My.
God.
I’m pregnant with Ryder’s baby.
Tears welled in my eyes as I closed them and prayed that he came back to me safe.
“Baby, you okay?” Ryder asks pulling me from my thoughts of the day I’d had waiting to hear about him.
“I’m pregnant,” I blurt without thinking.
“Come again,” Ryder demands.
“Owen, I’m having your baby,” I murmur.
“Fuckin hell,” Ryder mutters as he moves, takin’ me with him tucking me into his side. “Would fuck you right now if I wasn’t so fuckin’ sore.”
Oh my.
“Why are you sore?” I demand, lifting up on my elbow to meet Ryder’s gaze.
“Ended it all tonight mon bijou, like I said I would.” The
