Coming Home: Dominant Devils Book 2 (23 page)

Ben wrapped both of us under his arms and walked us back to the jet. The steps were already extended for us to climb into the cabin of the labels private jet. When we made it into the seating area I found Trevor sitting on the long couch on the side. He looked as if he had tears in his eyes as he opened his arms to pull me in for a hug. “Oh my god sweet-cheeks I’ve been so worried bout you. I was so scared something would happen to you or my boy while I wasn’t there to look after you,” Trevor said now with tears in his eyes. “Tell me everything chick. I want every last horrid detail since you’ve been gone.”

I quickly re-introduced Romy to Trevor before we took our seats for the flight. Shortly after we got situated Ben returned to join us and the Captain was on the speakers telling us to buckle up for take-off. The last message Romy received before turning her phone off was from Axle. Apparently if one of us didn’t answer our damn phones he would make sure we were cuffed to a chair for all eternity for pulling such a stupid stunt.

It was several hours into the flight before either one of us remembered to turn our phones back on. Romy quickly fell into conversation with Trevor telling him many times about the injustice to woman kind that he was gay. Romy promised to show him a good time if he ever decided to try out the female race.

I knew before I even switched my phone back on that I would have a strew of messages. I had several from my mom begging me to answer the phone. My dad’s messages started out as threat to tan my ass but turned into begging me to answer him. There was a few from Madison apologizing for not being able to give us more time and one with a picture of Hunter blowing me a kiss.

Axle, on the other hand, had just sent me one. One message tore my heart in two:

I will not follow you. You do what you need to do but I will not be here waiting for you to come home. When you get back we need to discuss how we are going to raise Hunter together but nothing else. I will not be with someone who can disappear on me at the blink of an eye. I guess my love will never be enough. Have fun chasing those dreams…. Love you always and forever,

Braxton

Holy fuck he can’t mean that. I’d give him the time to calm down and we would fix this when I got back. We had to. There’s no way I’ll be able to stay in Great Falls without being with Axle. Last night just sealed the deal. It would kill me to watch him move on with anyone other than me. I’d give him a few days to cool down but, he was going to hear me out when I got back.

Axle

When I sent that text message to Avery I was pissed. More than that, I was scared and pissed. She had no right taking off with everything going on around the club. I couldn’t believe the two of them would be so fucking careless with their well-being to sneak off to California. I wasn’t there to protect her. I tried to keep my mind from thinking the worst but, I couldn’t help myself. She never responded back to me and I was too fucking stubborn to text her again at first. By day four of her being gone I was starting to regret my words. After a long heart to heart with my sister I was beginning to rethink what I said. I sent the text in anger. I felt like she was leaving me again but after Madison calling me out for being an asshole I began to understand why she did it this way. The girls were right. I would have never willingly let her go. If she hadn’t snuck off I would have kept her chained to my hip making her lose her job in the process. By day five I buried the shit for another day. I decided to stop mopping around and deal with it when she came home. There wasn’t a damn thing I could do until I was face to face with her to fix the shit between us.

At least Romy would answer my text. She would never elaborate on Avery’s comings and goings just that she was safe. Between the guys Athena had lined up and the bands security no one could get within fifty feet of my girl. From what Romy would tell me Avery kept a low profile. Apparently she didn’t even need to leave the mansion the band owned because it had its own built in studio. Romy wouldn’t comment any further and always told me how much of an asshole I was.  I resorted to shamelessly listen in on Hunter’s nightly conversations with his momma while my son lay in bed while he listened to her tell him a good night story on her break. Last night I overheard her tell him she would be home in a few more days.

I made a point to have breakfast with my son every morning. Then I would leave him to hang out with his nana’s and aunts while the guys and I saw to business. I kept myself busy with all the guys from the surrounding charters in town. With at least two guys from several charters in Virginia, North Carolina, Florida, Georgia, Tennessee and even some from Alabama we had a total of forty-six extra hands on deck. With our extra help we were able to track down the remaining four assholes that had been hiding out.

For the last two days their asses have been strung up out in the old barn. Neither one of them have gave up a fucking thing, with the exception of letting us know that Yasmin and Jewels were already back in Denver. I wasn’t sure whether or not to believe a fucking thing they said. Those two skanky bitches were the least of my worries at the moment.

Up until about an hour ago I had been stressing about how to get these fuckers to crack. Wall had come in my office a little earlier questioning my tactics in private. He knew he would get away with questioning me behind closed doors but if he did that shit in front of any of the guys I would beat the brakes off his ass, friend or not.

“Axe, why the fuck are you keeping me on a leash when it comes to these mother fuckers? They’re not going to talk unless we give them a reason. They ain’t stupid. They know they’re not getting out of here alive,” Wall spit out once the door was closed.

“First of all, you follow what I say. Second of all, I’m trying to use them for bait if you really wanna know the truth. I want to make sure there isn’t any more of these asshole floating around. The fuckers from Kingstree gave us some info leading u to believe we didn’t have all of those involved. I just wanna make sure it isn’t a fucking trap or a ploy. I’ve reached out for a few of their guys to join us later today when we try to get these fuckers to talk.”

“Not sure I’m picking up what your laying down Brax. Why do you want more of those slimy fuckers around here? I don’t like it, especially with the bitches cooped up in the house. It’s like inviting the devil for dinner or some shit,” my enforcer stated.

“I feel ya brother but, I’m thinking this is a good thing. I doubt the fuckers from Kingstree realize the group of knuckle heads that have gathered here. You honestly think they’re gonna try some shit with half a hundred extra devil patches around here?”

Wall thought about it for a minute before throwing out more questions. “I guess you’re right about them trying something. It doesn’t mean they won’t be able to get a look around though. We’ve never had any opposing clubs on the compound grounds. What are you aiming to accomplish here Prez? You trying to prove a point or some shit?”

“Proving a point is exactly what I have in mind. Proving POINTS actually. If my gut is correct when those fuckers see the Kingstree guys standing beside us I’m sure they’ll be some talkin’ then. The Kingstree guys will see that we don’t deal with their kind easily when they fuck with us. It should make them think about shit before trying anything in the future, plus they’ll be witnesses when their uppers want answers for what happens here later today,” I explained to Wall.

Wall seemed to think my words over. He sat silent in his chair for a good while. He didn’t even move when the phone on my desk started ringing. Looked like it was Aaron calling from the front gate. “Hey Prez, the guys from Kingstree are here. What you want me to do?”

“How many are there prospect? Did they bring the whole crew or just their officers?”

“There’s six total. Three of which are officers. You want to have someone ride up to escort them in or do you want me to leave my post to do it,” prospect asked already knowing what my answer would be.

“Tell’em to hang tight I’ll have Throttle and Blaze up there in a few to bring them back. Keep your eyes open prospect. I don’t look for these fuckers to try anything but don’t be stupid, feel me?”

“I feel ya Prez. I’ll let them know the welcoming committee will be with them shortly,” Aaron said in a sarcastic tone.

I called for Blaze and Throttle to bring our guest back after the rest of the guys had made their way into the pole barn out of sight. Wall and I would meet the Kingstree fuckers outside the clubhouse once they parked their bikes with Blaze and Throttle we would us one of the club vans to take them to the barn.

Wall was still lost in thought as we walked out to wait for the guys to come back from the gate. “Penny for your thoughts fucker? You’ve been quiet for a bit. What have you got rolling round in the big head of yours,” I asked my silent enforcer?

“Not sure what to say Prez. I like your way of thinking but I don’t want these Kingstree assholes coming in here thinking we’re setting them up. You think their gonna be alright with us taking their weapons then have them walk into a room with almost sixty Devil’s cuts present,” Wall asked bringing up a valid point?

“At this point in time I really don’t give a fuck. Unless they try something I have no intention of fucking with the dudes from Kingstree, but if they want to try and play hero to the boys we have strung up then they can die right along with them. Makes no difference to me.”

“Looks like we’re about to find out,” Wall stated the obvious as the sounds of twin engines roared closer.

I shook hands with the President from the opposing club exchanging the necessary pleasantries with the rest of the slimy fucks he brought with him. I took note that he had his SA and enforcer with him. The other three looked like regular members although I’d probably bet they were the larger of the crew. I guess the other President wasn’t so stupid after all.

With a quick rundown of how things were going to go there was only a slight altercation when Wall informed them to leave any weapons with their sleds. It ended up with my enforcer knocking the opposing enforcer out cold. “Now anyone else need to be persuaded or can we get the fuck on with this shit,” Wall asked to the men standing still. Two of the Kingstree guys acted like they wanted to pounce but thought twice about it when Blaze and Throttle walked up behind Wall.

“Easy fella’s, it’s just precaution. As you can see neither one of us have any weapons on us either. For this to work you’re gonna have to trust that you all aren’t the ones we’re after. Now if you’re coming pick that asshole up and let’s get a move on,” I said trying to diffuse the situation a bit.

Within a few minutes the fuckers were loaded up in the van to make our way out to the barn buried in the middle of the compound. When we walked in the doors of the barn the cocky bastards at my back hesitated. My boys proceeded to push them the rest of the way in closing and locking the doors behind them. I turned to address our stunned guest. “Whatever ya thinking put that shit out of your head. This isn’t a trap, that is unless we find out you all are working with these bastards, we just had some company come in to help us track these bastards down. Now if you guys wouldn’t mind standing over there and letting my enforcer through. He’s got some assholes to deal with.”

Wall walked past the guys straight ahead to the line of men standing blocking the four assholes we had strung up by the rafters. I saw the demeanor in Wall change as he stepped into his element. That fucker was calm as a fucking cucumber as he made his way over to the tool box and started pulling his favorite torture toys out on his cart while the rest of us sat back to watch the show.

“Well, well, well, fuckers, is anyone ready to tell me what I want to know or am I gonna have to get inventive again,” Wall said with his back still towards the assholes solely at his mercy. “You see the last couple of days have been a cake walk compared to what I plan to do to each one of you. My Prez has finally gave me the go ahead to end your asses,” Wall’s words sunk in when the guys hanging noticed the cart he was pushing closer to them. Wall had a variety of knives, bolt cutters, pliers and a few pairs of brass knuckles. Looks like my Enforcer was planning on getting bloody.

“FUCK YOU ASSHOLE I AIN’T TELLING YOU SHIT! YOU AND THE REST OF YOUR PUSSY BROTHERS CAN SUCK MY LEFT NUT,” Zeke yelled back.

Wall motioned for Tank to join him. I know he planned on letting Tank get a little payback for what happened to Breeanna. “Did you hear that Tank? That nasty mother fucker said to suck his left nut. What do you think we should do about that? Isn’t he one of the assholes that jumped your old lady a few night’s back,” Wall said getting a stern look from Tank at the mention of the word old lady?

“Yeah, that’s one of the fuckers alright. From what she said this asshole planned to shove his dick in something that belongs to me. I’m thinking that we cut that fuckers little cock off and shove it down his throat. The rest of us can take bets on whether or not he bleeds out or chokes on his own dick,” Tank answered Wall causing the rest of the guys to laugh.

Tank and Wall worked over the fucker for at least twenty minutes before one of the other assholes spoke up. “He’s the only one who knows why we were sent out here. You kill him you might as well kill us all.”

Surprisingly it was one of the President to the Kingstree idiots that spoke back. “Look around asshole you’re already dead. If these assholes don’t kill ya then we sure as hell will.”

That seemed to wake Zeke’s ass up. It didn’t take him long to start screaming at the top of his lungs at our visitors from Kingstree. “YOU FUCKING PIECES OF SHIT! YOU SIDING WITH THEM NOW! YOU ALL ARE A FUCKING DISGRACE TO WEAR THAT GRIZZLIE PATCH!”