Page 6 of Seized By Solo

Fuck me, the room shakes with cheers and celebration for the couple. It has been too fucking long since we had a new Royal Bastards baby.

The noise in the room comes to a complete stop when the main door swings open and in steps the one woman who has fucking seized my heart without so much as a fucking kiss or a normal conversation.

“Baby,” I rush towards Elsie and her kids.

“He’s coming for us,” she states.

Her eyes are rimmed red from crying, and her body is shaking; the kids matching her appearance. She falls into my arms, the kids tucking even closer.

“He came to the house and attacked me. He blames me for my husband’s death. He hit me, but I got the kids and I ran. I d-didn’t know where else to go.”

“Shh,” I soothe her softly. I drop my gaze to the kids, who are looking just as fearful as their mum.

“You did good coming here,” Pres tells her.

“Who is coming for you? Who attacked you, Elsie?” Kink asks my woman.

She takes a deep breath and looks up at me, before scanning the room, her gaze stopping on Pres.

“My dead husband’s brother.”

“Fucking hell,” Kink mutters.

“Shit!” This comes from Boost.

Elsie shakes against my body. My blood boils at hearing who the fuck has upset her. When we got rid of her husband, she told us her brother-in-law could be an issue, so we have been keeping an eye on him, but so far he has stayed away from her and the kids. Or so we thought.

“Pres, can you take the kids and get them some ice cream or something? I need to speak with Elsie alone.”

By the time I’m finished speaking, Elsie is shaking her head at me.

“No, I want them with me,” she cries, and the fear that reflects in her eyes makes my heart ache for her.

“Sweetheart, they will be fine with my family. You are in the club. No fucker will touch you here. Get me?” I cup her face, looking in her fearful eyes.

After a few seconds, she nods. “Okay.”

She looks down at her two children and swipes their tears away. I hate that this dull fuck has made them feel fear again. Thismotherfucker will pay for what he has done to them. No one hurts what is mine.

He touched someone who belongs to me. He will pay in blood.

“Kids, go with Tag and Nadine. They will get you both some ice cream, or whatever treat you want. Me and your mum will be upstairs, but if you need her for anything, ask that man right there.” I point to Pres, who nods to them with a smile. “He will send someone to get us. Okay?”

They both nod, and Elsie kisses their heads, telling them to listen to the adults.

I take her hand and lead her to my room upstairs.

Her hand still shakes in mine, and it makes my anger grow. The need to slit this fucker’s throat is a powerful feeling within my soul. I am known to be violent; one has to be if they are linked to a club like the Royal Bastards.

We may not follow the rules of the law, but fuck me, we have some standards, like never hurting innocent women and children.

I lead her into my room and cringe at the state of it. Clothes are strewn everywhere, and dirty plates and cups are on some of the surfaces.

“Sorry, I’m a messy bloke,” I explain. I reset the quilt so she can at least sit on the bed.

“Solo,” she starts, but I growl when she uses my club name, then she sighs. “Kane, I had nowhere else to go. Alan is hell bent on finding Nigel. He told me he would hurt me and take the kids. That he would get a good price for them. He mentioned someguy he works for. Apparently, he has some power to take control of St Ives.”

I tamper down my anger at hearing her say what that fucker threatened her with. She needs me calm right now, not going off half-cocked and doing something that will hurt her. The club will have Click and Override from the Unforgiven Riders MC to look into whoever the fucker works for.

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