Page 1 of Deadliest Throne

Chapter 1

Raven

“Has anyone seen Andrew’s soother?” I shout as I frantically search through the diaper bag. “I swear to god if it’s lost, that little man is going to lose his head more than he already has.” Andrew has been screaming for the past fifteen minutes. I hate hearing him cry, we all do. He’s spoiled rotten and none of us care one single bit. With his shitty start to life, that little man deserves the whole world.

When I realize there’s no more heartbreaking baby cries coming from his room where I’ve left him sitting in the crib, I pause. Panic fills me, wondering why he has stopped all of a sudden when Hunter steps out ofthe room. “All good, little mama.” Hunter grins as he bounces a red eyed Andrew in his arms.

I sigh in relief and smile at how downright adorable the two of them are. Seeing my rough and tough tattooed killer boyfriends with our son will never get old. I've never seen someone go from a murderous glare to a puddle of goo as fast as these guys do.

“You're my hero,” I tell him, leaning up on my tiptoes to kiss him. He groans as I run my fingers through his newly cut hair.

I miss his long locks, but I understand why he cut it. He was always putting it into a ponytail because Andrew’s little chubby hands were constantly getting a hold of it. That boy has a killer grip; even I felt Hunter's pain when Andrew got a good tug in.

Hunter hated how he looked with his hair styled like that, so he just cut it off. It’s now shaved on the side and short and messy on the top.

He also bleached it white, choosing not to go back to his signature electric blue. He still looks sexy as fuck, though.

“Hi, sweet boy,” I coo to Andrew, brushing my finger along his soft cheek. “Where did you find it?” I ask Hunter.

“It was wedged between the crib and the mattress. We’ve got to get more of these things. He loses his mind if he doesn’t have it.”

“I know,” I groan. “But they stopped making this kind. Would it be too much if we hit up every store that still had stock available and buy them out?”

“Nope.” He grins. “I’ll do it after we get back from the church.”

The church. Never thought I’d go into one of those.

We’re not religious people. I’ve never gone to church a day in my life. Not even to watch someone get married or for a funeral.

But Quinton has a family tradition that everyone in his family gets christened as a baby, despite how little they practice the religion. Because it’s very important to him, and Andrew is his blood, I didn’t argue with him.

“Come on,” I sigh, grabbing the diaper bag. “Let’s get this done and over with.”

We make it to the bottom of the stairs at the exact time Link walks into the house. Like a gravitational pull, our eyes meet.

My heart skips as my belly flutters at the intensity of his stare.

“Little Bird.” His raspy deep voice has my nipples pebbling against my bra. Damn pregnancy hormones.

“Asshole,” I snark back, lifting my chin as I cross my arms.

Hunter chuckles behind us, used to Link’s new nickname.

Link, however, just shoots me a glare. “How’s our little man?”

“Good.”

“How's our baby bird?” Ugh, why does he have to call the baby that? It’s fucking sweet, and I’m still pissed off at this dickhead.

It’s been two months since we found out I’m pregnant. Since I found out Link was secretly taking my fucking blood for pregnancy tests without me knowing. Like I knew the fucker was crazy, but come on.

He knew I wasn't ready, but did it anyway. I'm not mad about the life growing inside me, not at all. I don't regret getting pregnant. I just wish I had more time to deal with the trauma of our angel baby and for our lives to slow down a little bit before we tried again.

The fact that my father is still MIA to the world is also very fucking stressful for all of us.

That also means that it’s been two months of me not dealing with my feelings regarding Link’s actions.

After I had my break-down and cried in their arms, I picked myself up and had the night to myself. After I had some time to process, I realized that while I am very terrified of losing this baby too, I am also beyond excited. I put my hand on my belly and cried, already feeling so much love for it.

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