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“Oh, Rosie and I get married in two weeks, and Axel’s performing it,” he said smugly.
I bopped him on the head and turned as Phoe shoved a laughing Aurora Victoria down the aisle created by our allied motorcycle clubs. Axel stood, appearing threatening and smug at the same time.
“We’re gathered here today because some asshole thinks he can claim a Princess of Rage MC. Even worse, she’s a founding legacy princess. Usually, we take them out back and bury them, but it seems Aurora Victoria might get upset!” Axel began, and people snickered. Amused, I rolled my eyes at Aurora, who gazed at Axel with her mouth open. Her gaze narrowed.
“Now, as she’s a legacy and the asshole ain’t, who is giving the asshole to Aurora Victoria?”
Texas raised his hand with Fish and Apache, and the three of them glowered darkly at me, but I saw the amusement in their eyes.
“Then asshole, I give you to Aurora for her to whip into shape, beat your ass, and if she can’t, her brothers and uncles will, for her to command and to use sexually when she requires!” Axel boomed, and laughter echoed.
I stood, amused, as Axel’s wicked glint got worse. Aurora raised an eyebrow, and Axel continued without giving a fuck.
“You will give Aurora the best sex she’s ever had, kids when she demands them, rub her feet when she’s tired and basically bow down to her every need. And you will never put yourself before her and her needs and will worship Aurora as the Goddess she is. You agree, motherfucker?” Axel bellowed, and I bit back a loud laugh as Apache, Fish, and Texas yanked shotguns from behind their backs and aimed them at me.
“Y… yes!” I stuttered.
“Aw, I wanted to shoot the fucker,” Apache complained.
“We’ll still got dipshit’s wedding,” Texas said with a stare directed at Calamity.
Calamity let out a chuckle that made Texas’s eyebrows disappear.
“Disrespectful shit,” Texas murmured.
Calamity clearly didn’t give a fuck.
“You want this sorry fucker?” Axel asked Aurora, who was now biting her lip.
I was unsure whether she was going to laugh or explode.
“I’ll take him,” she muttered.
“Then I pronounce you Rage Princess and sorry motherfucker. Aurora, you can kiss the asshole,” Axel said magnanimously.
The crowd was in an uproar as everyone was laughing. I bent Aurora over my arm and kissed her soundly. A thump on my head stopped me from taking it further. I righted Aurora and stared at Axel.
“That’s enough of that!” Axel boomed, and Aurora bent over, wheezing.
I reached for her as she straightened, tears of laughter streaming from her eyes.
“Holy shit, do you know what you’re in for?” she gasped.
I looked around.
“Yeah, I’m starting to believe so,” I said, grinning. I grabbed her again as cheers rang out for us both.
???
Ace, Apache, and Drake stared at me as I explained Aurora’s visions. The tank one had already come true, as we knew. But the cars falling Aurora felt were imminent, and we couldn’t figure out what she meant. Drake shrugged off the one about Slick and a girl. Her headline prediction had clearly been my family, as had the knives going in my back and the woman pulling them out. That had been Daryl backstabbing me and Lynda removing them.
The one that concerned them, and I, was the funeral with a coffin covered in the Rage flag. Whether they believed in woo-woo shit or not, they couldn’t deny that what Aurora had predicted so far had come true.
“She had a feeling of balance, the scales being levelled, you said?” Drake asked.
“Yeah,” I replied.
Drake gazed off into the distance.
