Page 22 of Loki's Luck

I’m just as confused as the kids, wondering where he could be going. We hear things banging and clattering around in Loki’s room. The only thing separating us from our room is the wall where his weapons are displayed. Within the next two minutes, there’s a big bang on the wall, followed by another, then an enormous hole appears in the middle of the wall. We watch Loki take a sledgehammer and slam it down repeatedly on the wall separating the rooms. He keeps going until there is an opening between our rooms, a huge fucking doorway. I’m smiling at him like a loon, and I look down, wanting to make sure the kids aren’t freaking out from all the noise, but I see matching loony smiles on both their faces, too.

“You both are more than welcome to come in anytime or stay in here, but I figured this wall had to go,” Loki says, swinging the sledgehammer back and forth. The kids and I laugh before Rae jumps from the bed and runs into Loki’s arms. He steps over the rubble, ensuring she doesn’t step on any of it.

“You’re crazy, Loki,” she tells him. He pulls back, surprised and looking at her worriedly, then she continues. “I like crazy.”

He smiles down at her before picking her up and hugging her.

“Alright, do y’all want to stay in here or come sleep with us?” I ask. Loki looks at me, and I know he’s worried he will have a bad dream, but with him sleeping on my tits every night, he hasn’t had a single night terror since that first night.

“Without the wall, we can sleep in here. I think we are good now,” Rae says, wiggling to be let down. When Loki sets her down, she runs back to the bed, jumping on it beside Rome. I see them both yawn as I stand, giving them both a kiss on the forehead before walking back to Loki. He helps me over the rubble and sets me on the bed.

“I’ll clean up the mess I made, at least a path for the kids to walk safely, then I’ll come to bed,” he tells me, kissing me hard.

Fucking perfect.

Twelve

LOKI

“Mmmhhhh…” I mumble, turning my face and burying it deeper into Halle’s tits. I swear this is the closest to heaven a fucker like me will ever get. My eyes pop open wide when I hear a small giggle.

“Shhh, Rae, you’ll wake them and get us in trouble,” Rome whispers harshly.

“We won’t get in trouble, Rome. They’re not like the others,” Rae says. I decide to wake, and I feel Halle shift under me.

“She’s right, you know,” I say, opening my eyes and turning to look at them. “We are nothing like those other fuckers, and I promise I’ll make every one of them pay for laying a finger on you,” I say. Even if it takes me the rest of my damn life, I’ll keep that fucking promise.

“How about we get you both some breakfast?” Halle asks them, and they both look up excitedly.

“I could eat,” Rome says, shrugging, trying to play it off.

“Let’s go see what we can find, shall we?” I ask, hopping out of bed. I pull on a shirt, still in my pajama pants, thank fuck. I usually sleep naked, especially with a bare-ass naked Halle in my bed, but I decided pajamas were best with no wall and the kids next door.

We make it out into the common room, turn down the hallway, and make our way to the kitchen, hearing singing and laughing coming from inside. I smile when I hear the familiar voices coming from the room. Izzy and Piper, those bitches must be at it again.

“Oh my gosh, they’re coming!! Hurry!” Piper squeals, barely peeking her head out of the kitchen door.

“Why am I the one doing this? You remember that I’m legally blind, right?” Izzy chuckles, and Piper laughs with her.

“Good point. Hand it to me,” we hear Piper say.

The twins pause nervously outside the kitchen door. They look back at us once, and I give them a small smile and nod. Rome puffs his chest out, and Rae grabs ahold of his hand. Together, they walk into the kitchen.

The women shout, “WELCOME HOME!” as soon as we are all in the kitchen.

All my brothers sit around the tables, watching the kids as we enter the doors. The women hold what looks like pancakes in one hand and french toast in the other; each has a candle.

“We weren’t sure which ones you would want, so we made both!” Izzy tells them, staring at the ground.

“We also made bacon, sausage, omelets…” Piper names off every bit of food they’ve covered the counters with until Swift comes up behind her, chuckling and pulling her back into his arms. Their baby boy sleeping in the bassinet right beside Izzy and Hitter's daughter.

“Why are you doing all this for us?” Rome asks.

“Because you are family now. You are both here to stay,” Piper says before Swift speaks up.

“You are family, and we take care of our family. I have a feeling you will both love it here. Hell, Rae is already our club princess,” Swift tells them, and while Rae perks up at that, Rome looks like he deflates a bit. From the look on his face, I know he’s not sure where he belongs.

“And where would we be without our most fierce protector? I have a feeling you will patch into the club as soon as you hit age, Rome. We could use someone as strong and brave as you.” That has Rome standing tall again.

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