Page 18 of Wrath's Flame
“Can I call you Dad?”I ask worriedly.
I really want to be able to call him Dad and for him to actually act like a parent; I’ve never had that before. All I've ever wanted is a proper family, like I see the kids at school have.
"Yeah, but if I'm Dad, that makes Flame Papa.”He tells me.
Huh? Does that mean they're a couple, then? I never thought that would be a thing, but that's cool. Two dads have got to be better than my mom. That's for sure.
Looking at Flame I ask hopefully.“Really?”
"Yeah, if that’s what you want to call me. With me being your Dad's partner, I guess that could make me Papa. It's whatever you're comfortable with, Cam.”He says to me in a gentle voice.
I can't help but smile as I say,"Yeah, I like the idea of you being Papa.”
I really like that idea. Flame's the first person to show me kindness in a very long time, and I like what I've seen so far. He was really worried and caring when he spoke and brought me here—nothing like I'm used to at all. Maybe I didn't need to worry about coming here and being sent back to my mom.
“I need to check his injuries now, guys. I'm sure you've got loads of questions, but it's going to have to wait for now. I think it's best if you take Flame into your office with you to talk some more, Prez. Shadow, you can stay here with me and Cam.”
Doc's staring at my Dad; he's obviously seeing something I'm not by suggesting he leave for a minute. He knows him better than me, so I'm just going to have to trust that there's a good reason behind what he's suggesting. Plus, Uncle Shadow's staying with me, so I should be okay. They all give off this aura of protection that makes me want to trust them.
“Is that okay with you, Cam?”My Dad asks me.
Oh, dear lord, I actually have a Dad; this is great. He's already acting more like a parent than my mom ever has, and he's only known about me for like five minutes.
"Yeah, Dad, that's fine as long as Uncle Shadow's staying,”I say with a small smile.
“Don't worry, Cam, I'm staying.”My Uncle Shadow replies with a massive grin before walking over and sitting next to the bed.
Placing another quick kiss on my forehead, my Dad spins and leaves the room. Papa comes over and places a kiss on my forehead too before following Dad out of the room. Leaving me with my Uncle Shadow and Doc. Okay, I can do this; I've made it this far. Things can only get better. I've got to believe that.
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Wrath
Walking calmly out of the infirmary, I keep a tight hold of the rage I'm feeling, not wanting Cam to see me lose it. Once I'm out of his sight, I storm into my office, pick up the nearest thing, which happens to be a chair, and launch it across the room. I'm fuming. I've got a fucking kid I had no idea about, and on top of that, he's beaten black and fucking blue. He looked so fucking small and helpless in that bed. He was fucking terrified; I could see it in his eyes. What the hell happened to my son?
I hear the office door close and then see Flame punch a wall out of the corner of my eye. I need some fucking answers. Cam's got to have told him something.
“Tell me who did it.”I manage to say even though my jaw's tight from the anger I’m feeling.
“Fuck babe. It was Claire.”His voice is filled with pure hatred.“She hates him because he looks like you. He overheard herand whoever she's in a relationship with fucking talking about Devil's Inferno MC and how that's where his dad was.”
He stops talking for a minute, trying to control everything he's feeling right now.
“Babe, I think we may have the answer to the woman with the vendetta. Think about it. Shadow exposed the truth. I fucking killed her father, and why did we both do it? To protect you and Blaze.”
“I agree with your thinking; it makes sense. She's definitely got a reason to hate us. I'll get Tech on it and see what he can find.”
“She's not surviving this. Not with what she's done to your fucking son. I'll take her out just like I did her father.”Flame spits out.
“I agree she's a dead woman walking, babe. She kept my son from me and has fucking been beating him; she's not going to get away with this. There's not a fucking chance in hell. He's not just my son, though; he's our son.”I manage to smile when I say the last part, because to me, Cam is our son, not just mine.
“I like that. Our son.”He replies with a smile of his own.
I didn't realize it until the moment Flame told me who Cam was, but I want this. I want to have a family with Flame. Kids running around, filling our home with happiness and joy the way only kids can. I know for a fact Flame will be a fantastic father. He has a way with kids, no matter their age. They always seem to gravitate toward him. Which, if you think about it, is sort of funny. He's a lethal biker. Kids shouldn't trust him as easily as they do, but they do. My guess is they see his heart the same way I always have. I can't wait to see how Cam fits into our lives. It's going to be an adjustment, for sure, but having him here's going to be worth it.
Knowing I've calmed down enough, I ask,“Ready to go back and see what Doc has to say about Cam's injuries? I didn't like leaving him so soon after he got here. I get why Doc toldus to leave; he could see me struggling for control, but I need to get back to him. He's my son, and he's hurt at the hands of his fucking mother—the things that must be going through his head.”
"I want to get back to him too, but first, I think we need to do something about The Common Room and bunnies. Cam doesn’t need to see the shit that goes on in there.”Flame replies.
