Page 12 of Always Was Mine

My eyes narrow. “That ain’t a fuckin’ coincidence.” How the fuck did I not know about him being gone before now?

“No shit, brother, I got a feelin’ he’s gone with Vicky to wherever the fuck she’s hiding.”

I never liked the friendship those two had, but as long as I knew they weren’t bangin’, I left it alone. Now, I’m thinkin’ I shoulda put a fuckin’ stop to it.

“Isn’t there a tracker on his bike?” We all have them in case some shit happens we can find each other right away.

“Yeah, and it was dumped just out near the refinery uptown.”

“Don’t need that mouth no more, get me one of the cops high up on our pay list, tell him I need favor. Tomorrow noon, here.”

Rage nods and walks off. I get up and go to move out of the clubhouse when Megan storms over looking pissed.

“Any luck on finding her yet?” she demands.

“No, we’re thinking Scraper is helping her now, too.”

“That cunt. When she gets back, I’m gonna teach her a lesson. I told her not to do this shit, to just suck it the fuck up.”

I stare at her, narrowing my eyes. “You knew about this?” I ask her, my voice low and angry.

She shakes her head slightly. “We had a chat when she started the new school year, after she learned about your daughter. She came to talk to me about it, wanting my opinion about her leaving you. I told her not to do that, she married you, knowing this was what the life was like. She dropped it. I didn’t think she’d actually go through with it.”

This was something. Even if she didn’t think Vicky would do it, she should have come told me about. I backhand her and her head whips to the side. “Punishment for not coming to me before now about this, you have to pull extra shifts down at Cheaters Heart.” Knowing how she feels about that strip club we own, that’s a severe punishment to her. I walk away from her and head out.

I spot Rage on his phone out by his bike and I go to him. “Get your old lady under control. That bitch knew that Vicky had been thinking about leaving for a while now and never said a fuckin’ word.” Rage’s jaw clenches and he nods, stalking back inside the clubhouse.

Twenty minutes later, I pull up outside of April’s house. This all started because of her, she could have pulled Emily out of the class once she knew Vicky was her teacher. There are two for each grade, it would have been simple to switch her to the other class.

I use my key and go in. I find her in the kitchen making supper. “April.”

She turns around, looking shocked. “Hey. What are you doing here?” she says, looking confused.

“Need a chat. Wanna know what the fuck you were thinkin’ putting Emily in my woman’s class.”

She swallows noticeably, her face slightly pale. “I didn’t think it would be a big deal.”

“Yeah, well it is, and now Vicky has taken off because she can’t bear to look at my kid, be reminded of what I did.” I snarl at her.

“How is that my fault? You stepped out on her,” she sasses me.

“Check that shit, or you’ll feel the back of my hand.” I step forward as I speak. “You made this play, hoping I’d come to you. You’re so hard up for my cock, you wanted this. But what you don’t realize, I wouldn’t give you my cock again. You’re used, got my kid outta ya, and that’s all you’re good for. Do shit like this again, no one will find you, and I’ll tell Emily you left her behind.”

“I-I’m sorry. It won’t happen again,” she stutters.

“See that it doesn’t.” I stomp back out of the house, straddle my bike and roar off.

When the bitch first showed up to the clubhouse years ago, claiming she was pregnant with my kid, I had to make sure I kept her away from Vicky. Especially since we had just gone through a miscarriage. April demanded that I marry her, and I laughed in her face. Of course the second I did that she tried to hit me, and I put her in her place. Letting her know I was already married and there was no way in fuck I could marry her.

She was shocked, and then threatened to go to my wife. She got that idea out of her head fast, when Rage came up behind her, putting his gun to her head, and quickly talked her out of it. I put her up into her own house, nothing fancy, just a little cottage in Quispamsis, closer to my club than my house. And that was the last of her bullshit, well partly. Every time I came over to see Emily, April would dress like a whore and try to do anything she could to get me back in bed with her.

I haven’t touched her since I knocked her up in the first place. Didn’t want the drama that was all her. Would I have taken her for another ride on my cock? Yeah, any man would, but after she pulled the stunt she did, showing up in my town, throwing a fit about me being married. Fuck that.

Pulling up to the club, I nod to a few guys and park my bike. Time to get drunk.

Chapter 7

Hangman’s flashback chapter

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