Page 83 of The Gentleness of Rage

“Honey, I can’t. I have to stay and fight. This is my city and home. Even if I man the communications pod and free someone up from there, it’s something that will help. You gotta go, babe,” Slate said and sounded choked. “I love you.”

Jaelynn flung herself at him and held Slate tightly before she stiffly climbed the stairs. She waved bye and disappeared inside.

Slate moved back to the SUV that Drake had driven with her aunts, Phoe, and the dogs in.

“This is fuckin’ hard,” Slate said.

“Yeah. But it’s for the best. It’s time to fight, brother,” Drake said, clasping Slate on the shoulder.

“Yeah. It is,” Slate agreed.

He watched as the plane took off and a weight lifted from his shoulders. His wife and possible child were safe. Should anything befall him, Jaelynn would be protected. She was an old lady, and Jaelynn had the same rights as every other claimed woman. Any old lady whose man fell over the next few days would never be alone.

Rage had a family behind them, Slate thought. And that family was called Rage MC.

Epilogue.

Drake – a day later

His phone rang, and Drake answered. “Yo.”

“Hello asshole,” a voice he recognised said.

“Fury.”

Those around him lifted their heads as Drake put the call on loudspeaker.

“Ready to die, motherfucker?” Fury demanded.

“Are you?” Drake shot back.

Fury laughed. “I’m an old man, you fuckin’ cocksucker. I’ve been dancing with the devil a long time. Speaking of assholes. Spike, you there?”

“Yeah,” Spike spoke up.

“How’s that asshole son of mine? I know he’s alive,” Fury hissed.

“My grandson? Yes, he’s just dandy, can’t wait to see his daddy again and put a bullet in his head,” Spike replied.

“Evie was so fuckin’ tasty, your baby girl. She screamed beautifully. But after six kids, Evie’s cunt wasn’t the same. How’s it feel, brother? Knowing I fucked your precious girl in every hole she had?” Fury taunted.

Anger and hate flashed across Spike’s face, and Volcano’s fists clenched.

“Feels good because my Evie beat you,” Spike snapped.

“She never!” Fury denied.

“Gotta say, my grandchildren and great-grandchild are a fuckin’ blessing,” Spike announced, and Volcano smirked.

“They are all dead. That psychotic motherfucker you call grandson killed ‘em,” Fury stated.

“Nah. Deke found me, and we faked the girl’s death, and we kidnapped Ember. As for Carter and Gideon, yeah, they’re strong, strapping men with families of their own. Deke got his siblings out and saved Carmelle and her girls, too. My boy fucked you over!” Spike crowed.

Fury screamed. It was a wordless cry of frustration. “I will find them and gut them all. They’re nothing to me, I’ll fuck them in the ass as their families watch and put a bullet in their heads! And speaking of… Say hello, little lady.”

Drake and Spike stiffened and swapped glances.

“I said, say hi!” Fury ordered, and a woman cried out.

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