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Cyclopes shakes his head. “You know who did this, right?”
“The Church of the True Prophet.”
Doc comes out of the room and smiles. “She’s gonna be just fine. Got her here just in time, Vamp.”
“It was them, the church. We need to fucking stop them.”
Cyclopes and Doc nod their heads in agreement. Cyclopes sits down at the bar and places his head in his hands.
“Tell me the bad news, Doc.”
“Blood was from the ceremony. But this one was different. She’s not a virgin, Pres. Everything points to her having babies...”
I slam my hand against the wall. “Fuck! So that woman has kids out there?”
He nods. “That’s what I’m hoping. I really hope they didn’t do anything to those babies.”
“I will fucking find out. And I will fucking end them.”
Cyclopes stands and chugs the rest of his beer. “Get Georgia Rose to check on the new woman. Get the guys together, we have Church.”
We all go our separate ways. I head over to the other brothers and clear my throat.
“Pres said Church, now.”
Mace, Cyclopes’ son, stands as he throws his beer bottle away. “Let’s fucking do this, boys.”
I smile as the other officers stand and head into the room. There’s nobody else I would rather have by my side than my brother’s in arms. We all earned our respect here and are loyal to the core. When you ride with The Merciless Few, you do things all the way, or nothing at fucking all. We don’t stand for the abuse of women and children. We protect those in need.
Give no quarter. Show no mercy. We are the Merciless Few MC, an outlaw club hell-bent on saving those good souls tormented and abused using any means necessary.
Chapter two
Lenna
IgroanasIstretch my legs, a sharp pain shoots up my side causing me to curl back up. I don't dare open my eyes in fear that they got me. Those evil men will stop at nothing to hunt me down.
I muster all the courage I have left and slowly open my eyes. The small room is a bit...dingy, but that means I'm safe. There's no white walls or pictures of the Prophet. Looking down, I notice I'm in a hospital gown instead of that horrid wedding dress. I try to get up but more pain pushes me back down into the bed.
If I'm in the hospital they could find me...
I push myself up, knowing I need to escape before they find me. A large ball of orange fur hops on on the bed, purring as it pushes against my chest. The door to the room opens and a burly man comes walking in.
"Easy there, sweetheart. Lay back down or Ciaran there will get upset."
I look to the cat then back to the man. He just laughs as he takes a seat across from me.
"I...I need to go. I don't have time to rest."
The man smiles, "I'm Doc. And I can't let you go without checking those stitches out."
"I'm...in a hospital?"
He laughs, "Fuck no. You're safe here with us at the Merciless Few."
I breathe a sigh of relief knowing I got into the right hands. There were always rumors about the motorcycle men, the unsung hero's of vigilante justice in our state. When I heard the roar of a motorcycle I ran head first, praying the rider was part of this club.
Ciaran rubs against my chest and I reach down to pet him. Doc sits down on a tiny stool and wheels over to me.
