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Hannah’s POV
He makes this too easy when he sends his men out to me. Once he’s down to his last fifty or so men, I climb out of the tree and make my way into the building. I hear my dad telling him that he brought The Silence out of retirement before I make myself known. The look on his face when he meets my eyes would be comical if I had my emotions on.
I look around and see each of the men with their own set of injuries, but when my eyes cross over Jacksons, I see he has the most. However, he’s not Jackson right now. He’s the Reaper. My dark side calls to his and his cold eyes meet mine, softening slightly. I throw a knife over to Parker, since he’s the least injured of the group, before pointing my gun at Blake. “Make one move and everyone you brought with you is dead.”
“You! You’re the Silence?” He asks, bewildered.
“What? A woman can’t do what a man can?” I question, going over towards Jackson and untying him from the chair he was placed in. “Oh, baby. You’re face. Parker, get the rest untied, grab the ammo and kill the rest of the men. Blake is mine and I want each one of you at the hospital. The others will be back within a few hours. I had them leave when Ali and the baby were checked on. They’ve been cleared to travel.”
“You’re not staying here with him alone.” Jackson snarls. “Not fucking happening and I’m going to tan your fucking hide for putting you and our child in danger.”
“Reaper, you needed saving, I came to help.” I say without emotion.
“Turn them back on right this fucking minute Hannah.” He says. “I may have a broken leg, arm, and nose, but I’ll fuck the emotions back in you in front of every goddamn person in this building.” I roll my eyes at him. He grabs my chin with his good hand. “Turn. Them. Back. On.” I huff and put a bullet in Blakes knee. He bellows out in pain. “I warned you princess and you didn’t fucking listen.” He snarls. He wraps his good arm around my waist, dragging me to his lap on the chair he’s sitting on. The rest of the men are free and taking out the rest of the men. Blake is writhing around on the ground. Somehow, Jackson manages to get my pants down and has me slamming on his cock without me noticing.
“Get your fucking hands off her!” Blake says, trying to get up. Jackson ignores him.
“I fucking told you to turn them back on. Now fucking do it!” He roars as he slams me down on his shaft again and again. By the time I crash over the edge of euphoria, my emotions are back on. By the time Jackson reaches his peak, the other men are dealt with. “It’s about fucking time you listened to me.”
“Shut up.” I stand up and pull my pants back up. “You can come back in now.” I tell the others who left the room immediately after taking out the other men. I take my gun and put a bullet in Blakes other knee, before moving to his dick. I empty my clip in his body, making sure not to kill him. No, that’s going to be saved for when I follow through on my promise. “Remember when I said I’d slit your throat? I hope you enjoyed the show. I’m glad you’re going to die knowing that you won’t ever have me again. I’m glad you’re dying by my hand.” I slide my knife across his throat as he was starting to say something. I watch as the life leaves his eyes.
“Come on princess. Help me up so we can get the hospital.” I do as he asks. It’s finally over. We can live our lives free of threat. We can raise our family in peace. Well, until the next threat comes to light. “You did good today baby girl. I’m proud of you, but when I tell you to do something, fucking do it.” With that, we go to the vehicle and head to the hospital.
It’s over.
Six Months Later
It’s been six months since Blake left our lives for good. My brothers finally got married. Kai and Franchesca are expecting their first little one in a few months. Evan and Lyndsay had their little girl two months ago. Brantley finally got to meet his daddy and Axyl turned into a blubbering mess. Aliana decided that, to make up for him missing out on Brantley’s birth, once he hit six months old, they could try again. He turned six months old two weeks ago and we haven’t heard or seem much of them since then. All of the men made full recoveries from the injuries inflicted on them from Blake. Westyn was a shitty patient and signed himself out as soon as he woke up from surgery.
My family have become a permanent fixture in the club life. There’s talk about Kai and Westyn merging the club and family together. However, I’m not sure how that would work. They might just keep it a close working relationship. Westyn has easily become my brother’s best friend. They share the same role in a sense and turn to each other when they need that extra support. They still take their members’ ideas into consideration. Nothing has changed in that aspect. They just help each other with the bigger decisions. Parker has decided to prospect for the club and even met himself a partner. He’s an amazing guy and perfect for my brother.
Today is my due date and we’re currently at the clubhouse having a family barbeque. We’re finally in the warm months of the year with it being August, but the cold is fast approaching. Being pregnant during the summer is terrible. Yeah, it’s awesome carrying another human inside you, but damn it if it isn’t hot. Jackson and I found out that we’re having a girl.
We’ve decided to name her Linden Jean Johnson. I’ve been miserable the past few weeks. My back is killing me, my hips aren’t treating me any better. I’m ready for this little girl to get the hell out of my body. I love her dearly, but if she makes me wait any longer to meet her, I may just have to ground her until she turns eighteen.
“Hey princess. How are my girls doing?” Jackson asks, coming up behind the chair I’m sitting in.
“Your daughter is going to be grounded for the next eighteen years if she doesn’t make her appearance soon. Your wife is uncomfortable as all git out. My back and hips are killing me. I feel like a damn whale and I’m starving. The food isn’t done yet and honestly, I hate you right now for making me this way.” I tell him.
“You don’t hate me. You’re not a whale, you’re pregnant with my daughter. She’s not going to be grounded and you know it. She’s going to be as bad as the other kids here. You’re uncomfortable because you’re about to give birth. Here I thought you were the doctor of the relationship.” He teases. I give him a glare before turning it into a smirk. Standing directly behind him is the mom squad.
“You should run while you have the chance.” I warn him. He looks at me confused before he turns around. He notices the mom squad standing behind him.
“You think it’s funny to tease a pregnant woman who is miserable enough as it is?” Rita questions her son.
“Ali! Bring the popcorn! Jackson’s about to get his ass whooped by the mom squad!” I holler at her through the open door. She went into the kitchen for a snack about an hour ago. That bitch better not be getting fucking laid while I’m out here starving.
“I was only joking mom. I promise. I know she’s miserable. I’d take her discomfort away if I could, but I can’t.” Jackson tries to say, backing up slowly. Aliana makes her way outside, pulling on her shirt with a bag of popcorn.
“You’re the one that made her that way. Do you really think it’s smart to tease her at this point in time?” Vanessa says, stalking towards him. I snicker and shove a handful of popcorn in my face as Jackson looks pleadingly at me. He knows I won’t help him. I love watching the men get ganged up on by the mom squad when they do something they shouldn’t.
“You’re not going to help your husband?” I just shrug and shove more popcorn in my mouth. He takes off running, but it’s too late. The moms have him. “Okay! Okay! I’m sorry for teasing my very pregnant wife! It won’t happen again! Please stop.” One mom has a hold of his ear while the others take their turn with punishing him. I love it when grown ass men get in trouble by their moms. It makes my day.
“If you’re done abusing my son, the food is done.” Robert comes out. The dad squad follow him out with the rest of the food. It all looks so good I could just grab handfuls at a time and shove them in my mouth, but I know I’d get smacked myself if I were to do that. So, I wait, not so patiently, for everyone to sit down. “I can see my daughter over there is itching to feed my granddaughter so let’s begin.” Rob goes to start grace when the door bangs against the outside wall. Are you fucking kidding me! I rip Jacksons gun from his holster and point it at the intruder.
“Give me one good reason not to blow your fucking head off. You not only interrupted a family meal, but I’m a crazy pregnant woman who is starving. Start fucking talking.” Everyone turns to look at the intruder.
It all happens so fast that I didn’t even see Aliana running after the woman. Nor did I see the boy standing behind her screaming until Ali had already tackled the woman to the ground.
“You fucking bitch! You have a lot of fucking nerve showing your fucking face around here! You fucking broke him when you left. Did you fake your own fucking death just to be the spiteful cunt we all know you are!?”
“Stop please! You’re hurting my mom.” The boy screams, his voice cracking.
“Axyl!” Westyn shouts. Axyl rushes over and picks Ali up.
“The fuck are you doing here? You’re supposed to be dead. They told me you died!” Trigger demands. I instantly know who this is, but that’s not what has me stopping in my tracks. My water just broke and the new threat that I knew would be coming soon, just walked into the door.
“Oh, shit!”
