Page 25 of A New Era

“Yeah.”

“What about Nina and Sebastian?”

He narrows his eyes. “Nina has but not Sebastian. Why?”

“Get your boy sorted then take a family vacation down under. While you’re there, get me proof that we can get to the brother any time we like. That the distance won’t keep him safe.”

“You want me to go halfway around the world to get some pictures?”

“That’s what I said.”

When it comes to the Sheriff, I will cover all our bases. Today won’t be the last time she pulls one of us over, but I’m going to make it clear that the next time will be the last time she uses her lady balls.

“You got it.”

“I want you back before my wedding. Holly will want Nina and Sebastian there.”

“You saying I wouldn’t be missed?”

“Dick. I’m not saying that. Just do what I’ve asked.”

“Got it. I’ll keep you updated.”

I go back to working on the minibike, one of the few times I can erase all the shit whirling around my mind and relax.

* * *

JJ throws Gunner into the air and the little boy’s chuckles have everyone smiling. Everyone but Zach and Nina are here for a cookout as the day rolls into the evening. When we’re together like this, it reminds me of why we fight for family, for brotherhood. But the overwhelming, almost suffocating, unhinged need to protect the club and everyone within it blinds me sometimes.

Every chapter of the Lost Souls Motorcycle Club will be rolling into town over the next couple of weeks for the wedding and as I’ve been president for a while now, it’s long overdue. It’s time they see what I’m made of. And I certainly want to know where each chapter stands in their territories. I remember when I was eleven or twelve, Dad called all chapters to Willow’s Peak. They all stayed for around a week and each night they partied like it was their last night on earth. My dad had known them all for years and built relationships with men from far and wide. It’s time I do the same. The time has come to embrace the legacy passed down to me. In the coming weeks I will solidify our brotherhood.

“Mase, Myles.”

The twins look my way and I jerk my chin for them to join me.

“I want you both to track down the sheriff’s sister, niece, and nephew, in the morning. Don’t let them see you but get me photos. Find Zach before he leaves and he’ll give their addresses.”

“You got it,” they simultaneously say.

As they walk away, I see Grim with Zara. His hands all over her as she sits on his lap. As I watch on, I see it’s more than hooking up. Grim’s eyes are soft as he laughs at something she says. He nuzzles into her neck and shifts her so he’s on his feet and she’s in their chair. He passes by me and heads inside, within a minute or two he’s back out with two beers.

“Grim.”

He stops and I gesture for him to take a seat. He does and I lean forward so no one else hears.

“What’s going on with you and Zara?”

Scoffing, he asks, “Why the fuck would you want to know about that?”

Narrowing my eyes, I say, “I’m not asking for the fun of it. Answer me.”

“I wouldn’t say she’s my old lady, but I think it’s getting serious. I like her.”

Biting into my bottom lip, I tell him, “Watch yourself with her.”

He looks across to her and then back to me. “I…”

“It’s your business and I’ve warned you, there’s nothing else to say.”

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