Page 19 of Fanatic

“Willow needs to tell Axel she’s home because if someone sees Hellfire packing her shit, there’ll be trouble,” Chance ordered.

“Yeah, I’ll deal with it. Thanks, Uncle Chance.”

“Take care of Willow, son, she’s a Rage Princess and a founder’s daughter. That’s precious cargo there,” Chance said and disconnected the phone.

Fanatic slid it back into his pocket. He reached out and drew me into his arms. I clutched his tee as I cried. But it wasn’t as gut-wrenching. I was relieved there were kind people who’d treat Grey’s belongings carefully and ensure they weren’t damaged. Slowly, my tears dried, and I wiped my eyes.

“Gotta stop doing that,” I muttered.

“Nah. I’ve got a stack of tees. It’s okay.”

“Let me get the keys.”

I pulled the house keys off and gave Fanatic the alarm code. I was sitting on the steps as Fanatic began unloading his car again. Pipes roared, and I looked up and saw three bikers headed towards me. My gut clenched until I spotted the Hellfire patch.

To my surprise, Chance rode at the front with Diesel riding at his right, and behind them was a candidate.

They parked up, making the neighbour’s curtains twitch as Fanatic walked down the steps. He hugged Chance and Diesel and glowered at the third guy.

“Willow, don’t move. They brought fuckin’ Jinx,” Fanatic cursed.

The young man blushed and scratched his neck.

I nearly laughed as all three men blanched and looked about them.

“Keys,” Fanatic said, handing them to Diesel, who scowled. Diesel gingerly handed them to Jinx, and Jinx backed off the drive. There was a crash from inside the house, and Fanatic groaned.

“Fuckin’ Jinx!” he hissed as Jinx rode off with a jaunty wave.

“New candidate?” I asked as Chance stomped forward and yanked me up, hugging me tightly. I smiled into his cut. Chance had a soft spot for me, considering I was one of only a few kids around the two clubs for years.

“You okay, girl?”

“No, but I will be.”

“Let’s see the kid,” Chance said and moved aside.

Diesel reached out and hugged me before studying me. “You need anything?”

“No. I’m good,” I replied with a smile. I turned and saw Chance holding Danny.

“What’s his name?” Chance inquired, pulling faces at Danny.

Danny looked puzzled, to my amusement.

“Danny Micah Axel Grey Ware.”

“Strong name. Clio and Thalia have agreed to pack your home tomorrow. Clio is gonna handle Grey’s belongings personally. She asked if you wanted anything leaving out?” Chance questioned gently.

I closed my eyes against the wave of pain. “No.”

“Okay, girl. Clio’s going to label each box and put a list inside each one. You won’t have to search through boxes to find what you need,” Chance explained, and I nodded.

“Alice would like to come and visit, but when you’re ready, honey,” Diesel added.

“Not yet, Diesel. I… I’ll see Alice Sunday. I need a few days,” I replied honestly.

“Sunday’s fine. If you don’t need anything, we’re off. Before Clio ties the kids to a post,” Chance said.

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