Page 9 of Mika's Heart

Atka

Sitting at the cafe waiting for my order, I watch as a few of the men from the Wolfsbane Ridge MC pull up out front.

I met several of them when Taylor and I first got to White Summer to finish up the adoption of little Cordelia to Lily and Austin.

Lily works at Poison Pen with Fiona who is related to the MC.

Knowing how motorcycle clubs work because of my own brother, Fiona is essentially what is called an MC Princess.

Now that I’ve met her though, there’s no way in hell I’d ever call her that to her face. She’s a nice enough woman but I have a feeling that she’d not blink an eye at cutting my throat.

“Hey man! How ya liking our little town?” Blade, the VP of the club whom I met when I arrived, asks while taking a seat at the table next to mine.

The guys with him sit down as well and I can feel them all sizing me up.

“It’s beautiful here. I’ve really enjoyed the mountain view from the cabin. It reminds me of home.”

“How’s the adoption going?” His question has me looking over at him.

“We’re all family.” He shrugs.

“Dealing with court filings and the like is always a slow process but everything should be final soon.”

“Good. She’s already part of the family but I know Austin will feel more relieved when it’s all legal and everything.”

Bella, the owner of the cafe as well as Blade’s wife, calls his name from the front and all the men stand up, heading that way.

“We’ll be having a cookout at the club as soon as everything is settled with the adoption. You and Taylor of course are invited before you leave for Alaska.”

“I’ll let Taylor know. Thank you.”

I watch as they all pick up their order from the front and leave out the door.

All the men in the MC seem reserved when talking to me and I’m fairly sure that I know why.

Even my brother’s club does background checks on everyone that comes into contact with them.

I don’t know if there's any rivalry between the two clubs. I probably should have asked my brother the last time I spoke to him.

I’d hate to be placed in the middle of anything.

While I still try to keep a relationship with my brother, it’s a strained one since he doesn’t always seem to be on the right side of the law.

At least not the legal side.

“We should get to the courthouse.” Taylor’s voice next to me pulls me from my thoughts.

“Sorry, I didn’t even see you come in.”

Paying my tab at the register, Taylor and I head over to the courthouse to file the next batch of paperwork. There’s a lot when it comes to adoption.

While I find family law to be rewarding, I’ve still not decided if it’ll be what I want to do with my career.

My brother thinks I should do criminal law.

He only wants that so his club can use my services if a need arises. I’m just not sure that is my path either.

Isn’t right and wrong clearly black and white? I’ve always thought so but my brother does not.

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