“Well, you know Alice is in no way going to take Sacks back. Melody, we will get rid of, I’m sure, whether it be out of town, or in the ground. Sacks, I’m going to move to another fuckin’ chapter. He’s not stayin’ here.”
“Okay, that is smart. I’m not his biggest fan, as you know, so getting rid of him is good with me.” Jax is pretty laid back with that idea, not sure about my next one.
“Well, Black is on his way here to see his daughter, and I’m sure Alice is his daughter now. I’ve spoken with Yvonne. But, I don’t think Alice will enjoy being moved to the mother chapter, so how about we get her claimed by a brother?” I know I’m pushing his buttons because I’ve seen him watching Alice many times, and I’ve noticed he wasn’t happy about her being with Sacks, but Jax and I kept our secrets to ourselves.
“You want a brother to claim Alice?” Jax asks with a shocked look on his face.
"Yeah, and I'm sure Black will be okay with it if the right brother claims her, that is. If she is to stay here, he’ll want her locked down with the club. It’s the way to keep her safe and stop anyone thinking they can play games with her.”
Jax rubs his chin. “You got a brother in mind?”
“Nope, but I’d rather it not be Noddy. He’s as old as me, and he’s had more women under him than we’ve had hot dinners. I don’t want that for her, and neither will Black, but if nobody steps forward, you can bet Noddy will.”
Sitting up straight at the mention of Noddy, Jax scowls. He’s falling right into my trap. I’ve just got to play him a bit more and he’ll bite!
Wolf, Gunner, and Blue step into the office, and it seems they’ve been hearing what’s been discussed. “I’ll claim her,” Wolf quickly offers.
“Nah, I’ll claim her.” Blue gives me a side-eyed look, and I’m sure he knows what I’m up to. In fact, looking at these three, I’m sure they all do.
“Hey, no, I’ll claim her. I’ve always liked her, but never had a chance ‘cause Sacks got his filthy hands on her first,” Gunner snaps, which I notice has Jax scowling even deeper.
“Nobody’s fuckin’ claiming her. Now shut the fuck up and get out of the office. Not a word of this to anyone, or I’ll meet you outside.” Jax is more than a little irate and as the three turn and walk out of the office, I get two winks and a nod.
“Aw, fuck it, I’ll claim her,” I state, before making to stand.
“You’re not claiming her, I will. Fuck me, you old shit. You can’t be claiming someone that young.” Jax is irate at this point.
Shrugging, I give Jax a grin. “Okay, you got yourself an old lady. Now you just got to tell her, and Black.”
“Oh fuckin’ hell…” I hear as I scamper out of the office, smirking for all I’m worth. Wolf, Blue, and Gunner high-five me as I pass, because you guessed they were standing around waiting to hear the result of my scheming.
Chapter 11
Black
Parking my hog outside the clubhouse's main doors, I turn to the two brothers who rode with me, Rash and Yam. We place our helmets on handlebars or seats, then walk into the common room looking around for Beast or Jax.
A club whore saunters up to us, nothing more than a crop top and panties on. Curling my lip because do I want a piece of that? Not on your life, not after every brother here has been in her.
“Fuck off, and leave the brothers alone,” I snarl, because I haven’t got the time or patience for her. Not when I’m about to find out if Beast has really found my kid.
Stomping through the common room, our biker boots make a hell of a racket, but we don’t give a fuck. Brothers give a tip of the head when they notice who has arrived, and being Beast’s VP gets me a huge amount of respect.
As I knock and enter the office, Rash and Yam take a stand on either side of the door. Making sure after I close it, nobody will listen in on the conversation. They are both more than reliable to have my back, and the three of us spend a lot of time around each other. We need to have ultimate trust, and thankfully we do.
Jax is behind his desk, and Beast is lounging near the window. “Good ride?” Beast asks with a smirk, because he knows it’s a great ride to this chapter.
“Yeah, now tell me what’s going on?” I’m not messing around with either of these buffoons, and that’s what they’ll act like if I let them.
“We found Yvonne, and it turns out her daughter Alice is more than likely your daughter. I spoke to Yvonne, and she admitted she was pregnant, and ran because she didn’t want her kid being brought up in a biker club. Now, Alice has your eyes, and she has your birthmark on her neck.” Beast takes out his phone and hands it to me after scrolling through it for a moment.
I swallow loudly when I see the image of my mother when she was young and carefree. She died after going on holiday with three other old ladies. The bus they were on was in an accident and the club tragically lost all four.
Looking up slowly at Beast, I give him what has to be a feral grin. “She looks just like Momma.”
“She does, and she’s beautiful, Black, inside and out. Even though Yvonne took your kid, it looks like she did a good job of rearing her.”
“I missed it all, Beast, firsts, all of them, I missed them all.”