“Sounds like a plan,” she giggles, her fingers trailing circles on my arms.
I give her one last wistful kiss and push myself up off the bed. “I’ll be back in a little while.”
“We’ll be here.” She nods.
Leaving her to it, I turn and glance down at River and Brook to see them both smiling at me. River reaches his arms out wanting me to pick him up. “Sorry, lil’ man, not this time,” I mutter and leave the room.
I make my way down the hallway toward the room where we hold church near the main room. My mind plays over this morning and the interaction with Sera in the kids’ room. I still don’t understand why she would be in the twins’ room. Sera might have said one thing but I don’t believe her.
I’ll see if my brothers have an objection to do what we did with Vix. She was given to Marker, the Prez of the Arizona charter. From what I’ve been told she’s not liking her life too much out there as she’s not getting dick all from them. I knew sending her to Marker would be a better punishment than sending her to Risk in Florida.
All together we have five charters, ours here, Risk’s, Marker’s, then there’s one in Nebraska run by Lobo, and the last one is in Montana right near the Canadian Border with Mountain in charge. Each of them are Prez’s to their own club but essentially all report to me as I’m the Prez of the national charter for the Inferno’s Clutch. The club started here in Louisiana and I’m proud to be in the position I am today.
I step into the room to find Tyres, Brake, and Breaker already in their seats. Others start coming in behind me. Glancing to my VP I can nearly taste the anger pouring off him. Ever since we found out he had a kid; he’s been angrier than normal. His daughter, Wren, is a sweetheart and Tyres adores her though I know he’s struggling with being a single parent.
“What’s up your ass today?” I ask, taking my seat.
“Fuckin’ didn’t sleep for shit last night, I had to take Wren to the ER last night because she was struggling to breathe. They had to give her a breathing treatment and suggested I get her to a pulmonology doctor. Swear I’m gonna end up killing the kid one day,” he mutters.
“Where’s she now?” Brake asks, his brows furrowed as he looks to his twin brother.
“She’s with Lyrica right now,” he says. Fuse’s attention is caught as he enters the room.
“What about Lyrica?” he grumbles.
“She’s watching Wren,” Breaker grunts.
“At least she’s doing something besides standing around do shit all,” Fuse growls.
I don’t know what’s going on between Fuse and Lyrica but for some reason my brother is completely out of sorts when it comes to the woman. He’s been this way from the moment Lyrica moved here with Faith.
Shaking my head, I decide not to go there with him right now. Lyrica has been good to have around here since she’s helped out a lot with all the kids whenever any of us have needed the extra pair of hands. On top of all she does for the ol’ ladies she works constantly. I don’t even think the woman actually sleeps. If Fuse were to really look at Lyrica, he would see the dark circles under her eyes. However, it’s not my shit to deal with.
Soon as the door closes, I lift the gavel and bring it down on the table calling church to session. “Before we start, I’m calling for a vote to send Sera to another clubhouse,” I state.
“Why?” Brake asks, his shoulders tightening.
“The bitch was in the twins’ room this morning, holding Brook in her arms. She then said directly in front of me that Tiny wasn’t a good mother,” I inform him. “We’ve already dealt with enough drama over the past several years between Deanna and all her bullshit then shooting me, the fuck head who came after Nora, Brielle’s ex, and the asshole stalker who wanted Faith as his. If I can keep anything else from happening then I’m gonna do it by chopping the head directly off.”
“I agree with Prez,” Tyres mutters. “If the bitch had been in Wren’s room, I’d have shot her straight between the eyes. No one touches her without permission. If you’re not family then fuck off.”
Yep, Tyres is protective of his little girl. From the moment he got back from Virginia with her, my VP has changed from a man who fucked the strays all the time to a man who prefers to take care of Wren. I think a lot of him being as he is, is due to his fuckin’ bitch of a mother. I’m glad he and Brake were there when shit went down with Raven. They were both able to be a part of their bitch of a mothers’ demise along with our aunt, Arlene, Breaker’s mother. Breaker had been livid he hadn’t been able to be a part of it all.
“Yeah, Sera had no right goin’ into the twins’ room. Why the hell was she down that hallway anyway?” Ryder mutters.
“I’d like to know the same thing,” I growl, glancing to Fuse to see him doing something on the tablet he keeps in here.
“Don’t know, Prez. She’s not popping up on the security cameras. Let me . . .” Fuse frowns as he continues to look at his tablet. “Shit, Prez, this isn’t good. From what I’ve just seen you’re not gonna be happy,” he says, sliding the device across the table.
Picking it up, I play through the footage my gaze narrowing by the second as I watch Sera go into my kids’ room. Shortly after that Tiny and I approach the door holding the twins. Shit, this bitch
