“I say kill them all,” Soren mutters.
Reed ticks his head. “We aren't killers.”
“We used to be. Your dad was.” Soren shrugs.
“But we’re not,” Reed answers.
I keep quiet since I agree with Soren. Though I worry about him a bit. These are his brothers. Brothers he grew up with.
This can’t be easy for him. As much as he wishes to show the opposite.
“We could drop them off over the border. The Mexican MCs can deal with them. Maybe even straighten them out.”
Mexican MCs have a bad rep, but they actually don’t play that omega trade shit. Most are Packed up so it makes sense if you have at least two brain cells to work with.
“How about we drop them in Canada's freezing cold waters and see how well they do there?” Soren says and I chuckle as Reed claps the back of Soren’s shoulder.
“We’ll leave them here for now. Let’s go. We have a meeting.”
The Classroom looks small with every single member of Midnight Wolves in attendance.
Esper and Neven sit up front at the second table. Reed takes his spot at the first table, and I sit beside him as Soren pulls up a chair between the two tables, grabbing Esper’s hand as he sits down.
“Now that everyone is here, we have a few things to discuss,” Ace says, straightening out the paper in his hands and setting it down as he stands. Queen sits in her chair beside his desk. Thunder, his old lady, Bear, and Hunter all sit together on the other side of the room.
“First order of business is my replacement. I’m getting old. Too old for this upcoming war and too old to play in the arena with these young bucks.” Ace’s words have the room silent. I can’t stop my eyes from going to Reed’s, whose gaze is on Esper.
She eyes him, nodding her head but he shakes his. A silent conversation the rest of the world doesn't get to be a part of.
"Every person will submit a name. Any name, of anyone in this room. The name with the most votes will win.” Ace sets a black box on his desk with tiny slips of paper and a pencil next to it. “One at a time, starting with Asher,” Ace says and I shoot up.
Despite not knowing this was happening today, I already know who my vote would go to. Whether he still wants the damn position or not.
Reed isn’t running anymore. He said he felt free. Happier.
Whatever.
I still vote for him. Who the fuck else would anyone vote for? None of these guys are leaders. They need a leader.
There is no one I trust more to lead this MC.
Reed is next, and I really wish I knew who he put down. Probably Neven, even though the alpha would rather do anything else.
Each person, including Esper, goes and votes. It takes the room all of forty-five minutes to vote. Ace grabs his whiteboard marker and grabs a name from the box.
We watch as he writes the first name on the board, which earns a few chuckles in the room.
Esper.
The next name to get a vote is Reed, of course. Reed watches the board like he isn't sure whether to smile or throw up.
Another tally goes under Reed's name. Another name gets added to the board, now this one surprises me. Especially since the MC never really accepted this man into the fold, at least not until recently.
Soren’s name has a tally.
DJ, our Road Captain, and Neven are added.
Minutes pass, and tallies go up, and before long the winner is more than clear. As if there was really a doubt.