this area now. I even called in a few favors from the other local clubs to help find out who this bastard is.
“She’s finally calmin’ down some,” Fin says as he walks out the back door and passes me a beer.
I shake my head. I’m in no mood to drink more right now although I do have a beer in my hand. I want to be in there holding her. I should be comforting her. I’m pissed it’s not me in there, I’m pissed that we didn’t get our hands on that little bastard, and I’m even more pissed that I can’t do shit about any of it right now.
“Good. That’s good.”
“Can I ask you somethin’ Viking?”
I cock my head to the side and raise my eyebrows. I’m letting him know that he can ask, but that doesn’t mean I’ll fucking answer him. Fin gets what I mean too.
“She clung to you. She didn’t even blink an eye. You two got somethin’ goin’ on?”
Oh, for fuck’s sake. Of all of the times for him to ask me that he has to do it right now? I could lie to him, but what the fuck good would that do any of us? I don’t need to lie. I’m the goddamn president of this fucking club. What I do is my business, not his. I suck in a breath and get ready to ruin one of my brothers. It’s not what I want to do, but it is what it is. I take a long pull from the beer then turn to face him.
“We might have somethin’ goin’. Means nothin’ to you Fin.”
“Means nothin’ to me? What the fuck Viking? She’s my sister.”
His hands clench at his sides and I can see his nostrils flaring.
“You better watch how you talk to me Fin. Don’t forget your goddamn place. Who I’m with isn’t your concern,” I inform him.
His eyes hold so much anger I can practically feel it.
“My sister? Of all of the fuckin’ club whores we have and you go after my little sister? What the fuck is wrong with you Viking? Huh? She’s a good kid. She doesn’t need to be fucked up in this shit. And with you? Did the age difference not have any affect to you? You saw a ripe piece of pussy and just took it.”
That’s about enough of that shit. I drop the beer to the ground. I vaguely hear it shatter when I move in. I slam my fist into his face. His jaw cracks and blood spills from his lip, but he comes at me full force.
“She’s a kid,” he roars before he slams his shoulder into my stomach.
We both hit the ground with a thud. Fin’s on top of me. His fists are slamming into my face. It doesn’t take long for me to buck him off me. I move in on him then. Punches are thrown between the two of us before we’re being jerked apart. I grin and wipe the blood on my lips as I stare straight at him.
“You are some kind of bastard,” Fin growls pointing at me.
I chuckle and raise my arms to my sides as I say, “Soulless Bastards brother. That’s all I am.”
Ink watches the two of us. He’s waiting to see which one of us will make the first move when Mason steps in between us.
“What the fuck is this?” he asks with his eyes directed at me, but I know he’s asking both of us.
“This motherfucker is makin’ a move on my little sister,” Fin roars from the other side of the deck.
We’ve gotten the attention of some of the others now as well. They all stand around. They know better than to say a word.
“Little? She’s twenty-two. She can make her own choices,” I remind him.
His eyes turn deadly and his body tenses even more.
“You know that she’s all I have left. You know what that means to me. You know what she means to me Viking.”
“Yeah, I do. But you don’t have a fuckin’ clue what the fuck she means to me. So, fuck off Fin. You aren’t in charge around here brother. You’d best remember that.”
My body is coiled tight. I’m sick of this shit already. I’ve never had a brother challenge me. I’ve never given them a reason to. Maybe he’s right? Maybe I am fucking this all up. I shouldn’t have come between them as a family, but there is something about that girl that I don’t want to