Page 39 of Doc's Decision

Zoe's expression darkens, her mouth twisting in distaste. "No clue. And frankly, I couldn't care less. As far as I'm concerned, Kash is better off without that toxic skank in his life."

"Fair enough," I mutter, but I can't entirely quash my curiosity—or the nagging sense that Sassy's disappearance is just the tip of the iceberg when it comes to the secrets and sins lurking beneath the surface of this MC.

Zoe leans in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "But here's the real tea. Apparently, Sassy was the rat all along. Feeding info to Seraphina's bitch of a mother, the one who's been gunning for the club."

My eyebrows shoot up so high they nearly merge with my hairline. "What?!" I hiss, my mind reeling as I try to process this bombshell. "Sassy was working with Sera's mom? Against the MC?"

Zoe nods, a humorless chuckle escaping her lips. "Yeah, it's a lot. Like some fucking soap opera shit, I swear."

I slump back in my seat, my head spinning with the implications.

If Sassy betrayed the club, betrayed Doc... God, no wonder he's been so on edge lately.

The fury and hurt that must be eating away at him.

Sera chooses that moment to saunter over, a bowl of chips cradled against her chest as she plops down beside us. "What are you two gossiping about?" she asks, popping a chip into her mouth with a loud crunch.

I open my mouth to brush off her question, but Zoe beats me to the punch. "Oh, you know, just filling Mandy in on the latest club drama. The whole 'Sassy is a backstabbing bitch' thing."

Sera's eyes widen, her hand freezing halfway to her mouth. "Shit, I almost forgot about that. It's been a wild fucking week, huh?"

"Understatement of the century," I mutter, snagging a chip from Sera's bowl.

The salty crunch is a welcome distraction from the whirlwind of emotions churning in my gut.

As the three of us sit there, munching on snacks and letting the weight of the revelations sink in, I can't shake the feeling that this is just the beginning—that there are more secrets, more lies, more dangers lurking in the shadows of this MC world I've found myself drawn into.

Despite the fear prickling at the back of my neck, despite the rational voice in my head screaming at me to cut and run while I still can, I know there's no turning back now.

Not when my heart is already hopelessly entangled with a gruff, tattooed biker and the baby boy who's starting to feel like my own.

Zoe breaks the heavy silence with a clap of her hands, making Sera and I both jump. "Well, fuck it. I need a drink after all that. Sera, you want one?"

Sera hesitates for a split second before shaking her head. "Nah, I'm good. Actually..."

She glances around cautiously, then leans in closer, lowering her voice. "I need you both to swear to secrecy, okay? I'm serious, not a bloody word to anyone."

My brows shoot up, curiosity instantly piqued.

Zoe mirrors my expression as we both nod. "Of course, babe. Spill."

Sera takes a deep breath, her fingers twisting anxiously in her lap. "I'm pregnant, and I have no fucking clue how to tell Abe."

Holy shit.

My jaw drops as Zoe lets out a low whistle. "Damn, girl. Congrats! That's huge."

A small, nervous smile tugs at Sera's lips. "Thanks. I'm excited, but also scared shitless, you know? We didn't exactly plan this."

I reach out and squeeze her hand, offering a reassuring smile. "Hey, you got this. Turmoil loves you like crazy. He's gonna be thrilled."

Sera nods, looking a little more at ease. "I hope so. I just need to find the right time and way to tell him."

Zoe snorts, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Seems like everyone around here is catching the baby bug lately." Her gaze slides meaningfully to me. "What about you, Mandy? You and Doc thinking about adding to the brood anytime soon?"

I nearly choke on my own spit, my cheeks flaming. "Jesus, Zoe. No. Absolutely not. We haven’t even talked about if we’re an item or not. You’re jumping the gun."

I glance over at Kash, smiling at the show on the tv, blissfully oblivious to our conversation. "Trust me, this little man is plenty. I am so not ready for the whole pregnancy thing."

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