Page 114 of Moose

Both women grinned. Lilah nodded toward me. “How are you doing now that everything is settled down? How are the kids doing?”

“I’m just happy to be home. Gonna start up that security company soon now that we’re all settled back in. The kids are doing good. I’ve got them in counseling to help with some of the shit they dealt with. But honestly, between Beckett and Maddox protecting Nova, they’re doing just fine. I couldn’t be more proud of my boy for standing up to Tessa and Rob like he did.”

Striker smiled. “He’s got what it takes to be a Devil’s Highwaymen, brother. I’m proud of that little man. Now let’s talk about your woman there. You claim her yet?”

I laughed and looked at Lily, then climbed on top of the table.

“Listen up, shitheads! Lily is mine! I’m claimin’ her as my Old Lady so keep your filthy hands off of her!”

I climbed down and smashed my lips to Lily’s as everybody whooped and hollered around us. Pulling back, she just smiled up at me. Life was fucking good.

Striker climbed on the same table I did and put his hands in the air. Goose booed and threw chips at him.

“Sit down, fucker! We’re sick of seeing your face.”

“Fuck you, Goose! I’ve got one last thing to say then everybody can party.”

Everybody quieted down and gathered around Striker. We all knew what was about to happen and I was so fucking excited about it.

Striker smiled out into the crowd. “Now this one is fucking important, so listen up. Where the fuck is the prospect? Get him the fuck up here.”

Beckett moved through the crowd until he was standing in front of me, facing Striker.

“About fucking time. You surprised me with how far you’ve come, kid. Top that off with what you’ve done for Moose’s kids and Sav. You’re a part of this family now. Turn around.”

Beckett faced me and I turned to Lily, who handed me a leather cut. I handed it to Beckett as Striker stepped down to stand next to him.

“You fucking surprised us, Wildcat. You’ve officially been patched over. Welcome to the family, brother.”

Beckett stood there in shock as we slipped his brand new cut on. Lilah had sewn onto his new rocker and patch last night in preparation for tonight.

“Shit, Pres. Thank you so much.”

Striker patted him on the back, “No more bitch work. Now go get fucking drunk!”

Everybody cheered as he made his way to the bar. Savannah pushed through the crowd and threw herself into his arms.

“I’m so proud of you! You did it!”

I smiled as I watched the two of them celebrate; my two adopted kids. They made me so fucking proud of how far they both had come, despite their demons.

Hawk stood next to me and smiled. “I love that fucking kid. He makes Sav happy.”

One of our other brother’s came walking over and watched as Beckett, now Wildcat, put Sav on his shoulders and paraded around the clubhouse.

Axe bumped into Hawk’s shoulder. “Aren’t you jealous? Shit, man. Some guy looks at her while you’re out and you jump down his throat. Or are guys fucking sharing or some shit?”

I turned and pushed Axe while Hawk got in his face.

“Let’s go some fucking rounds since you wanna talk shit about my Old Lady.”

I shook my head. “What the fuck is your problem, Axe? Wildcat and Sav are like brother and sister for fuck’s sake.”

Hawk pushed him into the pool table. “Maybe if you fucking acted like you were part of this club, you would know what the fuck was going on.”

Goose came walking over with a beer in his hand. “Are we fightin’ tonight? Cause I’m fucking here for it.”

Axe tried to stand tall despite the three of us crowding him in.

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