Page 40 of Seized By Solo

ELSIE

“Ricky, try and eat some more, honey,” I plead with my ten-year-old.

He shakes his head. “No, I’m not hungry anymore.” He hiccups. “When will Dad bring Ruthie home?”

“I don’t know, baby, but I know they are doing all they can to find her. Kane will not stop until he brings her home,okay?”

He nods, his eyes red from crying.

“Ricky, did you know that Solo, Dutch and Kink are not my sons by blood?” Nadine says to him, and he nods. “When their mum passed away many years ago, I stepped into their lives, but I will never take her place as their mother. That is her title only. But I love those three men like they do carry my blood. Solo will love you like you and Ruthie are his own, that I believe. He is strong and fierce and loves with his whole heart, plus he never makes a promise he cannot keep. So if he said he will bring Ruthie home, you can bet that he will, okay, sweetie?”

Ricky nods. “Okay.”

“Dutch and I are going to America soon, and we are travelling around a little. Is there an American sports team that you like, Ricky? Perhaps we can visit and get you something from their shop,” Una offers.

His eyes go wide when she says this. His mouth parts in shock.

“Are you serious?” She nods. “I love American football. My fave team is the Miami Dolphins. They are amazing and they have a dolphin on their team logo,” he rushes out to explain.

“Well, I will make sure we add that to our list of places to visit.”

“Isn’t there an MC close to Miami?” Nadine asks.

“There is,” Adele chimes in after chewing her food. “The Rugged Skulls MC. They are a good club. I’ve heard Kink speak about them. Magnum is their president, and they are based out of Fort Lauderdale.”

“Wow, that’s a cool name for a club. The Rugged Skulls. Skulls are so cool,” Ricky gushes.

“Our name is better.” We jump when Tag steps into the room. “Royal Bastards is way better thanRugged Skulls.”He mimics the club’s name in a weird voice, making us all giggle.

He steps to Nadine, ruffling Ricky’s hair along the way, then kisses his woman. I have to look away because the kiss gets heated.

“Heard what you said, baby. Still fucking gets me in the heart.” He kisses her once more, this time more PG friendly.

“Got news, Els.” His voice suddenly turns serious.

“Do they have her?” I push to my feet and close the gap between us.

“They do. They are ten minutes out.” The smile that spreads across his face makes me see just how much he feels for my family.

“Mum, they have my sister back. Ruthie is okay, right, Tag?”

The big, older man drops down to his knees so he is face level with my son. His hands go to Ricky’s shoulders. “She is perfectly okay. The man she was handed over to, made sure his wife took care of your sister. Solo has her, kiddo. She is almost here.”

I sob when my son throws his arms around Tag’s neck, holding him tight, and I swear I see a tear slip down Pres’ face. Stepping to them, I slip my arms around them, and I hear the other women cry softly too.

“Thank you,” I whisper.

“No thanks needed, sweetheart. We are family. Now, let’s go and wait for your man and your baby girl.”

I nod and step away, noticing that Ricky is still gripping on to Tag for dear life. He looks up at the tall, older man and asks: “If Solo is now my dad, does that make you my gramps?”

I swear I see Tag’s eyes glisten even more, then he clears his throat.

“It would be an honour to be a grandfather to both you and Ruthie. I also know that Nadine would love to be a grandma, too.” He looks across to his woman, who nods, tears running down her cheeks.

My heart swells to twice its size seeing the love the club has been giving me and my kids. Both sides of their families are shit. They deserve the fucking world, and I know the Royal Bastards MC can give that to them and then some.

“I think me and Ruthie would be cool with you being our grandparents. Our other ones were shit.”

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