Kace (Shattered Souls MC #3) - Heather Dahlgren Page 0,45
to his silent question. He wants to know what I think but I honestly don’t know. It could go either way.
“Who is it?” Vincent finally asks.
Brooks looks at Enzo who quietly curses. “It’s Hawk from the Raging Devils MC,” he says.
“I have research to do, I’ll call you back in exactly one hour.”
The line goes dead and Brooks slams his fist on the table. “Fuck!”
“Once they look into the Raging Devils we’re screwed,” Zane growls.
Porter leans forward, shaking his head. “We don’t know that. This crew could be just as bad or not give a shit as long as they are moving product. Let’s wait and see.”
I want to believe that, but who the fuck wants to do business with guys who have a reputation as vile as theirs? It’s why we don’t want them anywhere near us, but maybe Porter is right.
“Let’s go have a quick beer while we wait,” Enzo suggests.
We all go out into the bar and I grab Z’s arm. “What do you think?”
He blows out a breath as he runs his hand through his hair. “I think they’re gonna pass and we’re gonna be up against those crazy motherfuckers.”
I nod as I play with my lip ring, I was finally able to put back in. “I feel the same.”
I start thinking of Ivy coming back and I suddenly wish she’d stay in California until this all blows over. It’s not the fact of protecting her, I know I can do that. I just don’t want her to be put through another war so fast. She’s not like any of the other girls that are usually around. She’s still having nightmares about what happened with the Vegas Kings. The Raging Devils are no comparison to that. She’ll walk away before we even make a go at this. I can start to understand now why Zane felt he was going crazy and Ivy’s not even here.
“I know that look,” Z says, breaking my thoughts.
I grab the beer he offers me and lift my shoulders. “She barely accepts the club as it is. This is going to have her running faster than before.”
He slaps my back after sipping his beer. “Your mind is gonna fuck with you, you’re gonna feel helpless, and pissed at the world. But if you really want it to work, you’re gonna need to be honest with her. I tried keeping Harper in the dark and it only made shit worse. You aren’t protecting her by lying to her, believe me.” He lifts his beer to me before taking a long sip.
I blow out a frustrated breath as I reach back to hold onto my neck. “I need to make sure they are both safe.”
“Who?” Alex asks, stepping up to us.
I quickly look at Zane letting him know now is not the time, before grinning at Alex. “Ivy and her friend Mia. They are driving here, and I hate thinking of the distance they are going alone.” Zane smirks knowing how quickly I covered it up.
“You really like her, huh?” Alex asks.
“Yeah man, I really like her,” I admit.
He taps his beer against mine and smiles. “Good for you. You guys should’ve given in to that a long fucking time ago,” he says, laughing.
I can’t even argue with him because he’s right. I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that she’s pregnant and moving in with me. I need to tell the club, but I didn’t want to do that without her. She needs to be beside me when they are told.
“So, what do you guys think?” Alex asks.
“Guess we’ll see,” I say, shrugging.
He finishes off his beer and nods. “Yeah, I don’t have a good feeling though.”
“I don’t think any of us do, brother,” Zane says.
The hour goes by faster than any of us want and we are sitting around the table again. Brooks looks equally pissed and nervous and I can’t blame him. It’s pretty much how I think we’re all feeling. He lights a cigarette and leans back in his leather chair as the smoke billows around him.
“Let’s come up with a plan B,” he says.
That’s all that needs to be said. If our president isn’t optimistic none of us are. “We can burn down Club Kingsley,” Riley suggests.
We all look at him and I’m not sure if I think it’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard or the most genius thing I’ve ever heard.
“It’s smart if it would keep them away, but the Raging Devils want our blood