Page 76 of Starting Over

Fury growled; Carly chuckled and nodded. “Yeah. I’m sure.”

“Don’t say I didn’t warn ya. Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today...”

Five minutes later, it was done. Fury was officially, and more importantly, legally married to a Golden Princess.

And I had a blood bond with the Soulless Sinners, and the Golden Skulls.

“Daddy,” Fury’s daughter Bri whispered loudly as she tugged on his pant leg. “Is Carly my momma now?”

Smiling, I watched as Carly kneeled before her. “Brianna, I will be whatever you want me to be, sweetheart.”

Brianna looked at her sister Andi, then over at Drew, who stood next to his grandfather and pointed. “If Carly’s my momma, can you be my grandpa too?”

Shane Keller smiled broadly as he bent to pick up Fury’s daughter. “I’d love to be your grandpa, gorgeous.”

“Daddy, do I have a grandpa?” Charlie asked loudly in her father’s arms.

“You sure do. He’s right there.” The asshole pointed his finger right at me, and I rolled my eyes while flipping Jackass the one-finger bird.

Charlie giggled. “That’s Unka King, Daddy.”

“He’s both, Shortcake.”

“You can share my Pop-pop, Charlie,” Chrissy happily offered, as Tabby nodded.

“Alright, girls, let’s go have some cake,” Ellie said as she ushered her girls out of the room, followed by Charlie, Samantha, and the rest of the women.

“Nav got you both on the eleven o’clock flight out of Cheyenne to LaGuardia,” I informed, walking over and handing him several papers. “You should land around three in the afternoon. From there, you should know your way home. If you get into trouble, call me. Jingles and Matlock have offered to fly out since they are from the area. I will wait twenty-four hours before I call Reaper and tell him the news.”

“That doesn’t give us enough time,” Carly whispered, looking at Fury.

“I wish I could give you both more, but the law is clear. Twenty-four hours is all you get.”

“And Montana?” Carly asked as I looked at Fury but said nothing.

Sighing, he looked down at his wife and simply replied, “Depending on his mood, he will issue Blood of a Sinner or kill me outright, but you, he will happily use you to bring Reaper to heal.”

“That ain’t gonna happen,” Shane said, walking over, minus Fury’s daughter. Beck ushered Fury’s girls and Drew into the kitchen. “No matter where you go, someone will always be there. Trust in that, Charlotte. Ain’t no one ever gonna use you as a bargaining chip again.”

Carly nodded. “And the kids?”

“Just waiting on our ride, baby girl,” Shane said as someone I recognized but hadn’t seen in years walked into the clubhouse unannounced.

Fury walked over to him and hugged his brother. “Linsey?”

“Alive,” Vicious hoarsely said, his voice full of emotion as he slapped Fury’s back. Releasing him, he looked around the room and asked, “Where are the girls?”

“In the kitchen having cake and ice cream,” I said, extending my hand. “I don’t know if you remember me, Vicious, but we met once when you stayed at our Mother Chapter in Arkansas.”

Vicious nodded. “Good to see you again, King. I see you finally got your own chapter. Good for you.”

“What’s the word, Vicious?” Shane asked, ignoring the pleasantries.

“It’s not good. Montana is digging in his heels. He’s challenging the ruling of the table, demanding a clemency hearing with them and Reaper. The table is considering it to avoid all-out war. To make matters worse, Reaper’s been silent. No one has heard shit out of him since the table made the ruling.”

“That’s not fucking good,” I muttered.

“Got that right. A silent Reaper is a deadly one. To make matters worse, Montana is having a hard time contacting several of the chapters.”

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