Chapter 20
Chapter 20
I stormed into Church dragging the prospect, Ryan, by the scruff of his neck. The kid was a mures ruled Mawly mid whimpering pathetically. I might’ve been the one responsible for that. The room fell silent as we entered, all eyes on
“Lookir what I found,” I growled, throwing him to the floor in front of Jake
Jake’s eyes narrowed as he looked down at the traitor.
Ryan pushed himself up to his knees, his eyes darting around the room. “Please,” he begged, Trand
“I’m sure you have a cute little explanation for us,” Jake said coldly. “But first you’re gonna tell av everything Foery detail about your little arrangement with Craig”
I grabbed the kid by the arm and hauled him to his feet. The words started pouring from his mouth like a faucet
Everyone at the table listened quietly as Ryan spilled every detail of his betrayal. Half the kid’s words were a grembled mess of excuses and pleas for mercy, but Jake listened intently, his face a mask of stone.
When he was done, the room fell silent. Jake glared at Ryan, but his eyes softened a little as he spoke
“Under normal circumstances, such an act of betrayal would be punishable by death,” Jake began. Every brother at the table started to slowly pound their fists on the surface. “However,” the room fell silent once more. “Since we were able so nmneve the stolen guns, thanks entirely to the help of my baby sister. I’m inclined to show you some of the leniency that my sister would insist you be shown.”
I stood and walked to the fireplace, pulling a rod out of the coals. The letter W glowed bright orange on the ant. This same brand had been used by the Warriors for decades, marking traitors to the brotherhood. Tank and Cody moved to stran Ryan, dropping him to the floor.
The kid’s eyes widened in terror as he realized what was about to happen. He thrashed against the guys, but they held him firmly in place.
“Please, no!” he begged, his voice cracking. “I’ll do anything! Please don’t-
His words turned into an agonizing scream as I pressed the glowing brand to the side of his neck. The smell at burning flesh filled the air as he writhed on the floor. I pulled the brand away, leaving an angry red “W” scared into his skim
Jake stood, his face sour. “You’re hereby stripped of your prospect status and banished from Warriors lesions, we wer see your face around here again, you won’t get off so easy. Understand!”
Ryan nodded weakly, tears streaming down his face.
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“His cut,” Jake nodded to me. I ripped the kid’s leather off him and threw it on the table. “Now get the known with
Tank and Cody dragged him out the back door.
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After church, the guys dispersed into the clubhouse and Jake and I headed for the bar. As we appron trol, va casa de um Laura, perched on a stool chatting with Trina.
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Jake chuckled, shaking his head as he moved Trina for drinks Seaborn as ever, ble sis
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I nodded grily, knocking back the glass of whinkey Trina slid across the bar “handed”
Her eyes widened slightly “You mean he’s
“Nah” Jake cut in “He’s alive. Branded and banished”
Laura visěly reland at that though the still seemed conficted
“Since you’re here, sis. I have something for you.” Jake said. He stood, nodding his head toward the office. We grabbed our drinks and followed him.
Laura
I followed Jake into his office, my mind still reeling Jake settled behind his desk while Talon leaned against the wall, his eyes never leaving me. I perched on the edge of a chair, fidgeting with the sleeves of Talon’s oversized hoodie
“So.” Jake began pulling out a thick mani envelope. “This is for you”
I took it hesitantly. “What is it?”
I carefully unsealed the envelope and pulled out a stack of papers. As I scanned the first page, my eyes widened in surprise.
“Divorce papers?” I said softly. “They’re signed”
jake nodded. “Kat worked her magic, pushed them through quickly. It’s all official now. You’re no longer Laura Harmon.”
I felt a wave of emotions wash over me–relief joy, sadness for the years I’d lost to that last name
“Thank you.” I whispered, looking up at Jake with tears in my eyes.
He nodded, a smile stretching across his face. “You’re welcome, sis. But here, there’s more.”
He slid another envelope across the desk
“Your cut,” he said simply “From the guns and cash we recovered.”
My eyes widened as I peeked into the envelope. It was stuffed full of hundred dollar bills.
“Jake. I can’t accept this,” I said, trying to hand it back. “I didn’t do anything”
He pushed my hand away “Without you, we never would have gotten to Craig or gotten our shit back. Plus, some of that money is rightfully yours anyway that piece of shit owes you reparations for the way he treated you.”
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I stared at him, the tears now falling freely down my
checks.
“One more thing,” he said, reaching into the bottom drawer of his desk.
He pulled something out, tossing it across to me. “Your other cut,”
I caught the vest, my fingers running over the smooth black leather. The back patch protally displayed a flaming skull with crossed pistols underneath the Warriors MC logo, with “Of Lady” emblazoned across the bottom.
I gasped, looking up at Jake, “Is this…”
Jake’s eyes glistened. “You’re family, Laura, My blood. And after everything you’ve been through, everything you’ve done for the club, we wanted to make it official.”
I glanced over at Talon, who was watching me intently, a mixture of pride and uncertainty in his eyes.
“Only if you want it,” he said softly. “No pressure.”
I stood, slipping the vest on over Talon’s hoodie. It fit perfectly.
“Thank you,” I whispered, tears pricking at my eyes again. “Both of you”
“This cut marks you as under the protection of the Warriors,” Jake said, coming around the desk and pulling me into a hug. “Anyone who sees it will know that you’re one of us, that messing with you means messing with all of us.”
“And it marks you as mine,” Talon added with a smirk. “The boys’ll keep their grimy hands to themselves.”
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