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His old lady’s family and her Warriors friends had arrived early. Bulldog and Suzy stood with them and smiled as he parked then jumped out. Walking around he helped his old lady out then opened the back door and reached in to get his boys.
Both Devon and Damon came to help and unloaded the bags and carried them inside to the boys’ room. Yes, his kids had their own room at the clubhouse with a connecting door to theirs.
He tried to focus on the chaos around his old lady but Bulldog drew his attention.
“Let’s go to the office and let the girls take care of your old lady.” He said.
“I’ve got the boys.” Aunt Suzy said as she took Nix and Genna took Ash. They rained kisses on their cheeks which had the boys giggling. “Don’t worry about them we’ll get them sorted.”
He followed Bulldog inside and was pleasantly surprised to see that the common room and games room had been cleaned and set up for the day. The prospects had been busy.
Walking through he walked into the passage and turned left. A locked steel security door stopped him from going further. Because the business part of their club was behind the door only the officers and his old lady could open it. It kept their business out of sight and safe. Their old dungeon was destroyed when the building burned and collapsed into the cavity. It had been filled with rubble and sealed. They now used the cells in their Sanctuary. The entrance to their new dungeon was where the passage came to a dead end. It cleverly hid a lift behind the blank wall.
The steel door protected the entrance to their Sanctuary as well. Access was through the trapdoor in his office or the lift.
Putting his palm on the panel next to the door he looked up at the cameras and nodded when he heard the clicks as the door unlocked. Pushing it open he walked down the passage past their chapel to his office. He knew without having to look back that Bulldog would close the door behind him.
Unlocking his office door he turned on the lights and sat down behind his desk. A new desk and chair because the old ones were destroyed in the fire. On the one hand he had been sad losing his dad’s desk but on the other he liked that they were starting new. He liked that his sons would inherit a club their father and his brothers had rebuilt from the ashes of the bad it used to be.
Black framed photos hung in rows on one wall. The men who started the club were at the top and the brothers who came after below them. The traitors had wide black bands with traitor written in white across their photos, hiding their faces. The photos of the brothers who had lost their lives in service to the club where framed in black and red with a small white cross painted on the glass at the bottom. It had been his old lady’s idea and it worked for him and the brothers.
His old lady’s painting was back on the wall but there was now another next to it. A darker painting of the old clubhouse on fire, the flames above it in the shape of a phoenix. She had given it to him the day they moved back into the new clubhouse.
Bulldog sighed as he sank into the chair across from him.
“I have orders to tell you we’re doing the arrival of Father Christmas and his elf first and then we’ll have the wedding. My old lady said the kids are already unmanageable with Christmas present fever we’ll never get them to sit still through the ceremony. This way we get them sorted and quiet.” Bulldog pushed a hand through his thick steel grey hair and sighed. “And I have to get dressed in that fucking red suit that is hot as hell. I’d rather we get shit done early before it starts getting really hot. They wanted to put a fake white beard on me but I put my foot down on that one. Not a hell. They take me as is or find someone else. The kids are going to know it’s me anyway, they aren’t stupid.”
Hawk shook with laughter he was trying to hide.
“I’ve got the bike hidden in the garage with the bag of presents in the sidecar. I don’t know how many presents your woman and my daughter-in-law bought but that fucker is heavy. There are going to be some very happy kids here today.”
Smothering his laughter he was finally able to talk.
“I agree, the kids are going to know it’s you but I think what’s going to blow their minds is that their Father Christmas rides a bike and wears a kutte. It’s going to be epic. It’s a great tradition to start for the club’s children. We’ve always done charity runs and toy runs but we’ve never celebrated Christmas at the club just for the kids. It’s about time we did.”
“You’re right. You and the brothers are starting a new era at the Iron Dogz MC. You’re building a club that is force to be reckoned with. A club that is both respected and feared by the biker community and the community at large. You’ve built alliances with clubs who’ve never shaken the hand of an Iron Dog or called them friend. Now they do. I’m proud of you, my boy. Very fucking proud.” He was silent for a second before he continued.
“And today I am even prouder because you’re taking an exceptional woman as your wife. I’m honoured you asked me to preside over your wedding. My heart aches because Bounty, Erin and Beryl aren’t here with us, but somehow I know they will be with us in spirit.”
Hawk nodded then looked over at the photos, finding his dad. If not for him and Bulldog the Iron Dogz MC would have gone down a long time ago.
“I can’t thank you and Aunt Suzy enough for everything you’ve done for me over the years. You stepped up when my dad lost his way after mum died. You and Aunt B made me the man I am today. Not that dad didn’t have a hand in it, he did, but he was lost after mum died. I lost my way too, lost it when I lost my boy and Candy. Even though I didn’t love her as I should have I felt her loss. I wallowed in too much free and easy pussy and drank too much. Until the day DC Michaels marched her little ass into my club. One look in her furious black eyes and my life was forever changed. For the better. She saved me, made me look at myself and want to be better. Without her I don’t think I would still be alive. The Harrisons would have killed us all with the help of the traitors we had in the club.”
Pushing up out of his chair he rounded his desk and pulled his uncle up and into his arms.
“Thank you Uncle Gabriel.” He whispered.
“It was entirely my pleasure, Cole.” Bulldog whispered as well.
Hawk patted his back hard then let go and wiped his eyes. They were leaking for some or other reason.
Bulldog cleared his throat and stood back. “I suppose I better get my ass in that red fucking suit and do this thing with your aunt. She bloody excited to be the elf. If you ask me it’s only because she’ll be showing off her ass and legs in those bloody green tights she’ll be wearing. Told me over and over she looks better than a lot of younger women in them.” His uncle grinned and winked. “I had to agree, because she does. My old lady still has it going on.”
Wrinkling his nose in disgust Hawk shook his head violently. “I don’t need to know that shit. Fuck. Get out of here and try not to scare the bloody kids.”
His uncle laughed as he walked out of his office. He was scarcely gone when Ice walked in with Spider and Dizzy.
“Glad to see the two of you looking so bright and bushy tailed after last nights’ party.” He teased them as they hugged. “Thank you for being here with us today. Can’t imagine me getting married without the two of you there with us.”
