Memories flood my mind of my ex, Monica. She just up and disappeared on me with no word. Is Siren going to do the same after I finally let my walls down?
Knowing I’m not going back to sleep, I climb out of bed. I open my dresser and pull out a clean pair of boxers and slip them on along with a black t-shirt and a pair of jeans. I walk to the bathroom door and listen. Siren is really quiet on the other side and that freaks me out a little.
I knock lightly on the door. “Siren?”
No answer, so I knock again a little louder. “Siren. I’m going to get some coffee. When I return we’re going to talk and you’re going to tell me everything.” My deep voice rumbles in the quiet room. She still doesn’t answer. I leave the comfort of my room and make my way downstairs. The kitchen light is on. With all the brothers staying here, there’s always someone awake. I walk into the kitchen and spot Holly sitting at the table holding a cup of coffee in her hands. She forces a smile at me and takes a sip. Shit. Having one woman with problems is hard. How am I going to deal with two? I can’t just leave her here without talking to her though. I sit across from Holly at the table. She has dark bags under her eyes and her skinny frame shakes from a sigh.
“What’s wrong Holly?”
“Nothing.” Having been around her for the last few years, I know nothing means something. Why do women do that? Tell me nothing when it’s not?
“Bullshit. What the fucks wrong?” I growl.
Holly sets her coffee mug down and drops her eyes to the table. Her fingers splayed in front of her tapping away to a tune only she can hear.
“I’m afraid.” She whispers.
“Afraid of what?” I gently ask. She huffs and sits back in the chair crossing her arms over her chest. Her long brown curly hair hanging down past her arms.
“Afraid of being hurt again. How can I trust someone when I don’t trust myself or my judgment? Last time I did, I ended up stranded on a deserted road, in the middle of nowhere BFE. Stumbling onto this club saved my life that night. If Kayne didn’t find me wandering, I would have gone back and would probably either be six feet under or addicted.”
I knew she had it rough with her ex, but I guess I didn’t realize how bad. Holly is a sweet soul who didn’t deserve the hand she was dealt with.
“If you go through life always afraid, you’ll never experience anything.” I respond, shocking myself at my own wisdom. I must have shocked Holly too because she giggles.
“That’s the smartest thing you’ve said.” She teases.
“I’ve been known to have my moments here and there. I’m not just a pretty face.” I bat my eyelashes like a girl and clasp my hands. Holly laughs. A real laugh.
“Thanks, Blayde. You’re right. I need to stop being afraid and go for what I want.” She stands up and walks to the kitchen doorway, turning back around. “You should take your own advice.”
“I already did.” I smirk.
“Did you tell her everything about Monica?” She cocks an eyebrow at me.
One night I was so wasted, Holly found me outside and the Tequila I was drinking made my lips loose and I told her everything that happened between Monica and me. Holly sat there and let me talk. I think I talked about everything until my voice was horse, the sun came up and I turned sober.
I shake my head, “Not yet. We have other matters to get through before she hears about that.”
“Don’t wait too long. If you’re harping on her to be honest, you have to do the same.” With that, Holly leaves the kitchen. I hear her bedroom door close. I sit back in my chair. She’s right. I need to open up to Siren and maybe she’ll open up to me.
I pour two cups of coffee, mix it the way we both like and climb up the stairs, determined to get to the bottom of what’s causing her nightmares and my trust issues.
I open my bedroom door and there’s no sign of Siren. I set the mugs down on the dresser and search the room. The bathroom is empty, the closet is missing some of her clothes.
“Fuck.” I growl. Why the fuck did she leave and where did she go? The smell of sex and us is strong in here and my stomach drops. She’s gone. She got what she wanted and left.
I hurry down the hallway and knock loudly on Kayne’s door. Willing him to hurry the fuck up. His door opens slightly. “What is it?” Kayne asks, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
“She’s gone.” Kayne nods his blonde messy hair. He closes the door and opens it a couple of minutes later dressed and ready to go. His blue eyes pierce into me.
“What happened?” Poison is standing behind Kayne, also dressed.
“I don’t know. She woke me up having a nightmare. One she’s been having for the past six months. I woke her up and went to get us some coffee. When I came back up, she was gone. No note, nothing. Poison, do you know what’s been going on with her?”
Poison shakes her head. “She told me it’s something she needs to figure out on her own. Wouldn’t say what. Just that she didn’t want to drag me into her problems when I had my own to deal with. Fuck. I should have pushed her harder to tell me.”
“Where would she go?” I ask.
“I have no idea. Sins is now a dance studio and it’s too cold to be at the park. I’m a terrible friend.” Tears form in Poison’s hazel eyes. Kayne wraps his arms around her, soothing her.
“No, you’re not, Poison. We will find her.” Kayne whispers in her ear.
“Yes, I am. I’ve been so wrapped up in my own shit, I didn’t see her suffering. Fuck.” She punches the wall and walks across the hallway, down the stairs and out of sight.
“What are you thinking?” Kayne asks.
“I’m not sure. Siren told me she found her birth mom. Something about tricking on the corner. But she didn’t say which.”
“Get Rooster up and have him start a search. I’m going to find Poison. See what she can remember.” Kayne walks in the same direction as Poison.
I walk to Rooster’s door and pound on it a few times. My nerves are shot. He doesn’t answer right away, so I pound on it again. He finally yanks his door wide open in all his naked glory, not batting an eye. “What?” He barks.
“Get dressed. We need you in the comm room.”
“Really? Right now? Come on man. I’m finally getting my rocks off.”
“Rooster kick whatever hen you have. Club business.”
“Fine.” Rooster looks over his shoulder. “Bitch, out now.” I hear a moan coming from inside the room. She must have decided to take matters into her own hands. Rooster groans and turns back to me. “Give me fifteen.” The moaning picks up. “OK, maybe ten.” He shuts the door in my face, and I head downstairs.
Holly comes out of her room the same time I turn the corner, almost running into her.
“Blayde, what’s going on?”
“Siren’s gone. I don’t know when she snuck out or why.”
“Are you sure? I haven’t noticed her slip past me.” Her brow scrunches as she tries to think.
“Positive. Her clothes are gone and she’s not in my room.” I don’t have time to stand here and have this conversation. She’s fucking gone. Just like Monica.
“What can I do to help?” Holly asks. Always putting other’s first.
“Nothing right now. I don’t even know where to start looking.”
“Blayde,” Kayne cuts off whatever Holly was going to say. I walk in his direction toward the kitchen. “We have a problem.”
“What now?” I’m so sick of fucking problems. Can’t we just have a moment of peace?
Kayne ends his call and slides his phone into his jeans pocket. “That was Cahal. It seems our buddy Kingston gave his guys the runaround tonight. You need to fix this shit.”
I groan and run my hands through my hair. “Fuck. What did he do?” I will make that fucker pay for messing with our business.
“According to Cahal, Kingston’s men tried to stiff-arm them into more money. This shit isn’t good brother. You brought them into the fold. You fucking fix it.” Kay
ne crosses his arms over his chest and glares at me.
“Fuck. What about Siren?”
“Blayde, do I need to remind you where your loyalties lie? You take care of the Kingston shit first. Then worry about Siren. She left on her own free will. I’ll have Rooster dig up any info on her, but your head needs to be here taking care of business first.”
“Got it. I’ll head over to Kingston’s right now and get that fucker for trying to fuck us over.” I head back upstairs to grab my keys and cut. Kayne is following me.
“Take Duke, Stryker and Ace with you. Poison and I, along with Rooster will try to dig up any information on Siren.” Kayne steps into my room with me. “I’m sorry for making you do this Blayde, but the Club comes first.”
“I know Prez. I just don’t know how we got to this point. It’s like flashbacks all over again.” I grab a sweatshirt from my closet and my cut off the back of the chair and slip them on.
“I won’t stop looking for her. We will exhaust all our resources into finding her, but your head has to know she isn’t Monica. Do you get me? Siren isn’t Monica. Get this Kingston shit fixed, then you can find her.” Kayne slaps me on the back, giving me a bro hug. I grab my keys and head downstairs. Stryker, Ace and Duke are waiting for me by the front door.
“Ride safe brothers.” Kayne says to all of us before we head out.
I walk out the front door and the brisk air slaps me in the face, taking my breath away. Fuck, springtime is a cold bitch tonight. I wrap my black Savage Saints bandana around my mouth and nose, walking to my bike. I slip my riding gloves on, then my helmet and swing my leg over my bike. Stryker, Ace and Duke all do the same waiting for my cue. I fire up my bike, the deep rumble centers me and together the four of us take off into the dead of night. I’m ready to fix this fucker for messing with our business.
With Siren taking off on me without a word, my anxiety is at an all-time high and my blood is pounding in my ears. I’m ready to sink my blade into the fuckers who want to cross me and my club. Then I’m going to find Siren and make her pay for taking off on me. I will punish that ass so hard she will be begging me to stop and keep going at the same time. Then I will bring her pleasure like she’s never experienced before in her life. I will mark her as mine and she’ll never pull this shit on me again.
Chapter 7
Siren
The chilly night seeps deep into my bones while I sit out here in the cold watching and waiting. The motherfucker kidnapping my mother really has some nerve. Trying to get me to spy on the Club and bring him back information. He’s fucked with the wrong woman. Little does he know, I know where he is.
When I woke up from that nightmare and seen the panicked look on Blayde’s face, I knew it was time to go. I need to get my head on straight before I do anything stupid. Now, here I am waiting for someone I never thought I’d reach out to. The deep rumble of a bike pierces the silent night and a headlight flashes across where I’m sitting on the cold, hard bench of the park I like to go to and clear my head. The swings off to my right sway and creak with the wind. My heart is pounding in my chest when the bike shuts off and the man I thought I’d never want to rely on walks toward me.
“Michelle.” He moves with the grace of a stone-cold killer and stops a few feet in front of me.
“It’s Siren. Michelle is a name you don’t have the right to say.” I respond. Emotions choke me.
“I’m sorry, Siren. Look, I don’t know what you think you know, but it wasn’t my choice to give you up.” Familiar green eyes pierce into me.
“It doesn’t matter what I know. What matters is that my mother is missing. I know where she is, but I can’t get her out on my own.” My failure to protect her, even if she did give up on me, eats away at my soul.
“Cat is missing? What happened? Why can’t the Savage Saints help you?” Reaper sits down across from me on the picnic table, resting his hands on the cold wood.
I release a deep sigh. “Because the man who took her is responsible for the death of Deadly Sins and I’m not supposed to know where he is. If the Club finds out I’ve been keeping this information from them, they will kill me.”
“No one will touch you, Siren. I won’t let that happen.” Reaper gently touches my freezing hands. “What do you need me to do?”
I look at him. Really, look into his eyes. Reaper’s shoulder length jet black hair is tied back, his strong jaw and full lips are distracting. I can see why Cat found him attractive. Can it really be this simple? Will Reaper, a known killer, really help me with no questions asked? His green eyes never wavier. His face is stone, not a twitch or apprehension anywhere. This man who gave me up for adoption is willing to help? I still can’t wrap my head around it.
“Why are you so eager to help? You walked out on me. You left me. You left her.” Anger bites at my tone.
“Siren, there’s so much you don’t know. I didn’t leave you willingly. You were, still are, the center of my universe. My entire world. I will do anything you ask to make up for what I missed when you were growing up.” His warm hands against my cold skin is unnerving me. I pull my hands away and tuck them in my coat pockets.
“You can’t kill him. You just need to go in and get Cat out. Then take her to Savage Saints Clubhouse. I’ll clear the path for her to be welcomed. Make sure she doesn’t tell anyone who it was that kidnapped her. I’ll handle the rest.” I stand up from the picnic table and begin to walk away. “It’s time to confess my sins and beg for forgiveness.”
“Siren,” Reaper’s voice echoes through the park. I stop walking and look over my shoulder at him. “I’ll always protect you. Always have. Remember that. I’ll be hiding in the shadows, only a phone call away.” I nod my head and walk away.
My legs are trembling as I walk down the dirt driveway toward the clubhouse. The sun is rising casting red and purple hues across the skyline. I notice Blayde’s bike is missing right away. I hope he didn’t go looking for me. I deserve nothing from him and once I talk to Poison, I will never step foot in here again. What I’ve done is unforgivable and disgraceful. I inhale a deep breath and open the door, steeling my nerves.
It’s so quiet in here, my breath catches in my throat while I make my way to the kitchen on unsteady legs. I spot Holly near the coffee maker lost in her own world. I sit at the island and wait. Holly turns around and jumps when she sees me.
“Holy shit, Siren.” She places her hand over her heart. “You scared me.”
“Sorry. I didn’t mean too.”
“Where have you been? Poison has been going insane which is driving Kayne crazy. She’s been worried sick about you. We all have.” Holly pours two cups of coffee and sits down next to me, handing me one.
I add some sugar and take a sip, letting the hot liquid sooth my trembling body. “I had to take care of a few things.” I set my mug down. “Where is Poison?”
“I’m right here. Girl, you have a lot of explaining to do.” Poison is standing in the doorway, her arms are crossed over her chest and her hair is in a messy bun. She has dark bags under her hazel eyes from lack of sleep. “Come on. We need to talk.” She pushes off the door frame and I follow, holding my cup of coffee. Poison leads me into Church and I spot Kayne in his seat at the head of the table. Poison sits down next to him and they both are staring at me, waiting for me to talk.
“Siren, where have you been?” Kayne asks. The deep rumble of his voice has my knees trembling. He’s so pissed at me right now.
“I need to explain a few things.” I take a seat at the end of the table before my legs give out on me. “I’ve been keeping something from you. It was a mistake and I should’ve come to you as soon as I knew.” I look down at the table, trying to find my nerve. If I look at them, I won’t be able to confess. “My mother has been kidnapped and I’ve been blackmailed by the person who took her.”
“Siren,” Poison whispers. “Look at me.”
I shake my head. “I can’t.” I’m ashamed of my actions. I don’t deserve anyt
hing from her.
“Siren, look at me.” I raise my eyes slowly, looking at Poison. Pity flashes across her face before she schools her features and continues. “I know. I’ve known for a while and have been waiting for you to say something.”
Shocked, I inhale a deep breath. “How? I didn’t tell anyone. Why are you still talking to me and let me stay here when you knew?”
“Because, we’ve been tracking Drex for a while but we can’t get close enough to him yet.” Poison stands up and walks next to me. “You’re my best friend. I would never let anyone hurt you. Kayne and I know everything that’s happened.” She sits down next to me and places a gentle hand on my shoulder. “You’re the best shot we have to get his fucking ass, so we came up with a plan. One that will get your mother back and kill him in the process.”
“You need to act like nothing has changed when Drex reaches out to you. You will feed him the info he wants.” Kayne answers. “You will tell him we have a run in a few days that will leave the clubhouse vulnerable. He will either take the bait or run scared.”
“I have another confession.” I swallow hard.
“What?” Poison asks.
“I know who my birth father is and already have it set up for him to get Cat out of there and bring her back here.”
“We can work that to our advantage. Siren,” Poison pulls me into a hug. “We can make this work, get your mom back and take that asshole down.” She comforts me in a way only a best friend can do. “Can I ask you something?”
“Anything. As long as you’re not mad at me, I’ll answer any questions you have.” I nod my head as I speak.
“Why didn’t you come to me when this first happened? Why did you keep it a secret?”
I pull away from Poison and look at her. “Because the day she went missing was the day your family died. You had enough to deal with and didn’t need my problems.” I inhale a deep breath. “I found out about my birth parents a few months before and was going to talk to you that night. I followed Cat and watched her from a distance, pulling tricks with Johns. It made me sick that I came from a hooker and I was ashamed. Then with The Black Destroyers killing everyone, there never was a right time.” I stand up and pace the room. I can’t sit still.
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