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The club only usedBlood of a Sinnerwhen a brother broke club rules. Generally, it was a last resort. Something the board members all had to agree on, and rarely ever did.
It was downright torture.
The punishment consisted of every board member slashing a blade across the back. In my case, if I were the one being punished, my brothers would cut me over the brand on my back. Then Montana would brand me with an ‘X’ right in the middle of my brand.
It was a onetime deal.
Any more infractions, even the slightest fuck up, and Montana would excommunicate me from the club, strip me of my brand, and then kill me.
No trial.
No jury.
No vote.
But this wasn’t about me. This was about my wife. The woman I’d sworn to protect, and there was no fucking way in hell I would allow Largo to go through that shit.
Looking up at George, I contested in disbelief, “Bullshit. Tessa did a runner. Took Montana’s son and kept the kid from him for a fucking year. We never forced her to bleed for the club.”
“My son wasn’t married to Tessa when she left.”
“She wore his mark!”
George agreed. “Yeah, she did, but the marital clause is just that. For married couples. I was already married to Virginia when I instituted the clause. You married Largo. She was your wife when she chose to leave you and this club. Instead of bringing her fears and troubles to the club, she made the decision to leave. She didn’t just leave you, Mercy. She left us all.”
“Mr. Stone is right, Caleb,” Largo whispered.
“And if she refuses?”
“Then Largo becomes fair game.”
“What does that mean?” Fury demanded, looking around the table as Montana hung his head.
Yeah. Fucker knew what his dad meant.
So did I, but I wanted George to say the fucking words.
When the man I looked up to and respected, thought of as a second father, refused to look me in the eye, I shouted, slamming my hands on the table, making him flinch, “Say the motherfucking words!”
“Largo would become a club whore.”
Chapter Six
Mercy
Stewing, gripping my boiling fury as hard as I could, I never moved from my seat because if I did, I would kill everyone. I needed to get a grip on my emotions and think, because my chaotic mind wouldn’t help Largo. If ever there was a time she desperately needed me, it was now.
Montana cleared the boardroom, forcing the Rejects to leave.
Fury and Storm stood next to Largo, as Vicious positioned himself in front of her, protecting her. Payne sat in his seat, glaring at Montana, waiting to see what our prez would do next.
“Montana,” Vicious began. “I know I’m the new guy here, but Largo is one of us. She wears Mercy’s brand. Please tell me you’re not going to allow this. We don’t harm women or children.”
Montana hung his head, resting his hands on the table. “It’s not that easy, Vicious.”
“Yes, it is,” Storm spoke up. “You are the president of this club. You are the law.”
Montana shook his head.
