by E. C. Land
I wrap my hand around the handle and lie there waiting, closing my eyes enough to make it look like I’m still out but can still see Nicky when he gets close enough to me.
“Stupid fucker, thinking he can keep me from Rissa. She’s nothing but a whore who deserves nothing more than to be fucked and thrown out,” Nicky spits as he kicks at me.
I take the hit and prepare.
Nicky goes to kick me again, and with the hand I’m not holding my gun with, I grab his ankle, eyes opening, and I stare at the motherfucker.
“Who’s the stupid fucker now?” I demand, pulling up on his ankle and knocking him backward.
Yvonne screams out Nicky’s name as he falls backward.
I jump into action, lifting my gun out of its holder and taking aim at Nicky. First, I shoot him in the cock, then his legs to keep him from moving. Then I point at Yvonne and see her staring in horror. She’s just as responsible for hurting my woman as Nicky is. I no longer see her as a woman but a monster who would allow herself to be controlled and do as her master pleases. I pull the trigger and hit her square between the eyes.
“No,” Nicky screams and starts to cry.
Shaking my head, I glare down at him. I’m not done with him yet. Bending at the waist, I lift a leg and start dragging him through the rooms leading to what I hope is the direction of the club. We couldn’t be too far from it. Not if they intended to get there through the fencing at the back of the property butting up with the bayou.
I stop long enough to also grab hold of Yvonne by her hair and start dragging her along as well.
I walk for a while, blocking out Nicky’s screams. I know I’m close when I see the houses coming into view. Seems Nicky and Yvonne have been busy and cut out a large section of the fence. I walk through the gaping hole yanking the two bodies through it. Nicky stopped screaming some time ago and I don’t bother checking to see if he’s dead or not. I don’t give a fuck if he is. I just keep going walking through the tree line. Breaker is the first to see me from my back porch and starts in my direction, jumping over the railing.
I scan over everyone breathing a thankful breath at not seeing Rissa outside. She doesn’t need to see this.
My brothers reach me and simply stare.
Chains is the first to speak. “What the fuck, VP?”
“Need to get these two into the boathouse or build a fire,” I growl, finally dropping both of them.
“Wanna tell me what happen?” Ryder asks.
“No, I want this shit dealt with so I can get home to my woman, who I have plans to spend the rest of the evening fuckin’.”
All of my brothers surrounding me look at me like I’ve grown two heads before grinning. Time to get this shit over, both Yvonne and Nicky are both dead at my hands.
Now it’s time to rid the bodies and get on with life. A life I intend to make worthwhile with my woman at my side.
Chapter Twenty
Rissa
I heard movement outside, but I couldn’t go out there. I promised Tyres to trust him and his brothers. I meant it, no matter how many times I want to go out there and demand to help.
Mentally exhausted, I lay in the middle of the bed, tears steadily spilling down my cheeks.
Noises grow silent and somehow, I end up drifting off to sleep.
I don’t know how long I slept. My dreams were nothing but nightmares of a twisted version of Tyres screaming out for me. My breathing is labored as I fight for my breath and dig my way out of the darkness.
“Rissa.” I jerk awake with a scream of terror only to find Tyres sitting on the side of the bed.
Tyres.
He’s here.
“Ike.” I breathe, fresh tears well in my eyes and I throw myself at him. I wrap my arms around his neck and hold him as close as I can. “Please tell me you’re okay?” I ask through my sobs.
“I’m fine, Bluebell,” he rasps.
I pull back and look in his eyes to see the truth in them. “Are you sure?”
He gives me a small smile. “I’ll be even better if you join me in the shower.”
“I can do that,” I whisper, nodding more than willing to do anything at the moment for him.
“Good, then after you can let me have my wicked way with you.”
Um, yeah, I love the sound of that.
But wait.
“Are you going to tell me what happened?” I ask, needing to know it’s over.
“Only thing I’m going to tell you, Ris, is that it’s over, and no one is ever going to hurt you again. They got their hands on me long enough to walk into their own trap where I ended them both.” Tyres stands and holds out a hand for me to take. “And now I’m going to celebrate and not think about that bullshit again. I’ll start by taking you in the shower then finish you off in the bed. Come tomorrow, I’m taking your ass out on the bike and we’re riding out to New Orleans where I’m finding a wedding chapel and making you mine.”
Oh.
My.
God.
Please tell me he didn’t just say that.
Okay, so I do hope he said that because I’ve wanted to marry him for so long.
“Did you just ask me to marry you?” I ask sheepishly as I take his hand for him to pull me out of bed.
“No, Bluebell, I didn’t ask you.”
What? He just said . . .
“I told you, you’re marrying me ‘cause I’m not giving you a chance to ever get away from me. Never again will I live without you. The Wraiths of Hell will have to burn the world before I allow you to be separated from me.”
Wow.
That sounds nice.
Like super nice.
Lifting up on my toes, I wrap my arms around Tyres’ neck. I pull his mouth down to mine. “I accept,” I murmur against his lips.
Tyres wraps his arms around me tight and deepens the kiss that started out as a light press of my lips to his.
Tyres lifts me clear off my feet and carries me into the bathroom, only releasing me when he makes it to the shower. I touch the floor and step away from him so he can strip out of his dirty clothes while I reach into the shower stall and turn on the water without taking my eyes off him.
Piece by piece, Tyres removes his clothes from his body. I don’t miss the blood staining them, but I know in this life, you don’t ask questions about things you don’t wanna know. More than that, you don’t question your ol’ man.
I learned that lesson ten years ago when I should have just come home rather than run away. I should have known to trust in Tyres and the club. This time around, I’m not going to question anything. If trouble comes, I’ll let them meet the wrath of Tyres and his brothers.
I just hope there won’t be any more trouble. I think I’ve had my fair share and I just want to live easy with the man who holds my heart and has since the first day I started school and went up to him to ask if I could sit in the chair next to him.
I knew then that Tyres was special and I’m right. He’s the most perfect man I’ve ever met and I’m lucky he’s mine.
All mine.
Epilogue
Brielle
Two Months Later
Watching everything unfold with Tyres and Rissa makes my chest ache for them. They lost so much time together. Time they could have been together. Then again, Tyres wouldn’t have Wren. His little girl means the world to him.
Today, Tyres and Rissa finally tied the knot. Okay, so they had the celebration and ceremony. They got married the day after Tyres took out the sick couple who raped and killed women.
Earlier this morning, before the ceremony, Rissa confided in me she’s pregnant and nervous about telling Tyres. I explained to her that her man wasn’t going to have a problem with her giving him another child. I informed her that he might have thought he didn’t want kids before Wren and refused to think about having any of his own. But I know from my own ol’ man, Ryder, it’s because Tyres didn’t have the one woman he wanted to have a family with.
Now
he does.
I’m proud of how much he loves both Wren and Ike. They’re his kids. Sure he’d been pissed to miss out on seeing his son grow up to be the boy he is now.
Shoot, Ike, Marcus, and Micah are best friends alongside Carson. The four of them might have a little bit of an age gap between them, but it doesn’t matter. Those four even bring River and Owen along with them for whatever they’re up to.
The club’s filling up with a lot of little ones lately and there’s even more to come. My daughter squirms in my arms, wanting down to go play. But I’m not ready to let her go.
Not yet, at least.
Glancing around the yard, I take in everyone’s faces. I want to remember them all. They have so much happiness around them and don’t need the nightmare coming this way. It’s why I’ll stop it. I won’t let anyone come close to harming my family.
A loud squeal of laughter comes from across the yard, and I turn my focus there. Right away, I know as soon as Rissa has told Tyres about her being pregnant.
Good.
My eyes leave them and I turn toward Ryder to see him staring at me. I smile at him, not wanting him to cotton on to the fact something’s going on with me.
I can’t.
If he does. He’ll stop me and demand to do this for me. However, this isn’t something he can help me with. Not even my brother can help me with this nightmare to come.
I’ve sent a call to my best friend Fawn out in Alabama and told her. She’s agreed to help me, and that’s the only person I need on this. Not the Inferno’s Clutch, Devil’s Riot MC, or the Toxic Warriors MC.
I’ll enjoy the rest of this day with my family, but come tomorrow, I head out. I won’t let that monster come here.
There’s one thing from my past that I didn’t tell Ryder or my brother about. Whip didn’t need to know what it was truly like after he left. Especially now that he’s finally happy with a woman who is wonderful for him.
I never told Ryder because he would seek vengeance on my behalf, but I didn’t feel like having the father to our children sitting in a penitentiary.
No, I’ll do this on my own. She’s my problem, my nightmare, and I won’t allow any of them to be subjected to the havoc she’ll cause.
My mother will not hurt anyone else again.
They all think I was with Titus because I wanted to be with him.
No, I never really wanted to be with him. I was just too blind at the time to see the truth. Being with Ryder, I know the difference between what I want and what the truth of the past is.
Sylvie Heroux will not be allowed to torment anyone else again. She’s done enough in the past, and I won’t let her cause nightmares for my children like she did for me. Sylvie had married Whip’s and my father, gave us his last name, but kept her maiden one for herself. What my brother doesn’t know is our father never left. Sylvie killed him when he threatened to take us away from her. She lived off his life insurance policy. One that was well over a million dollars, and she never once shared any with us. The woman would have preferred we starve to death than give us anything we needed unless it was scraps.
Our mother is the reason my brother left me and why my life turned from bad to living in hell for years.
She’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing, and now she’s coming after me.
I’ll never let anyone else suffer from the nightmare known as my mother.
Dear Readers,
I honestly hope you all have enjoyed Tyres’ Wraith as much as I enjoyed writing it. Tyres’ book has been a long time coming. Now, as you know with this series, each couple gets two books, so here is the title for Tyres and Rissa’s second book to come . . . Rissa’s Dream.
Up next for the Inferno’s Clutch MC is Brielle’s Nightmare. Yes, we’re finally gonna be getting more of Brielle and Ryder! Who’s ready to see what’s coming their way? I know they sure aren’t.
Also, don’t miss the books I have releasing for the Devil’s Riot MC and the Satan’s Keepers MC. Both will be rocking your world here soon.
Sincerely,
E.C.
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My son means the world to me, so I’ll do anything to get him back.
Runes
Being a Nomad, I always thought it was best for my boy to be with his momma. I was constantly on the road and it wasn’t the place for a kid. Sure, I wanted him with me as much as possible, but constantly moving isn’t the type of life I wanted for him.
Now, things have changed, and I’m not ridin’ around the States as much as I used to. Sure, I still go out, but we have a satellite club in Tallahassee. When my son begged for me to let him move in with me . . . I knew something happened, but when he told me, I saw red.
