Reclaimed: A Devil's Riot MC Boxset

by E. C. Land

  “You might think I’m not your type because you’ve never done it,” Logan says before pressing her lips to my mouth, clenching my cheeks in her hands. Moving back just a hair, she covers my mouth to keep me from yelling out. “I saw the website you were to be auctioned on and I, for one, had hoped to win you for myself. Now, we have a few minutes before Doctor Connors comes in here and I want a taste of you for myself.”

  What the hell is up with the fucking website? I hope like hell Gadget gets it down soon. I’m getting sick and fuckin’ tired of people thinking they can fuckin’ touch me when they want like I’m a damn common whore who spreads her legs for a dick that can’t get it up with his wife.

  Logan keeps the pressure on my mouth with one hand while reaching into her pocket with the other, pulling out a syringe. I start to fight her as she puts the tip of the syringe in her mouth, taking the cap off it. When Logan brings it to my arm, it feels like she’s burning me. I scream as loud as I can though it comes out muffled due to her hand. My body starts to feel strange like I’m floating through the air.

  “I bet you’re wondering what I just gave you. Well, sweetness, I’m not gonna let you get away from me like Lynsdey did. She was a beauty too. I still wouldn’t mind having her either, but you will do for now. I gave you a special mixture that will leave you immobile to speak and move for the next little bit. Feels good what I gave you, doesn’t it?”

  This bitch is fuckin’ looney tunes. She needs to be in the psych ward not working with patients.

  When she moves her hand from my mouth, I try to scream but find my voice gone. Why does this shit have to happen to me?

  “I told you, you won’t be able to speak or move, sweetness. Now, we don’t have much time and I want to enjoy what I can,” Logan laughs, pulling the blankets down just enough for her to reach under my gown. “Mhmm, you’re softer than I imagined.”

  “What the hell is going on in here?” Doctor Connors voice fills the room. Looking out the corner of my eye, I see her stepping into the room followed by one of the prospects.

  “I’m helping Izzy change her gown,” Logan replies without missing a beat.

  “That’s not what it looks like from here. You need to leave, now, before I call security. Think of yourself as fired and don’t come back here. If you do, I’ll make sure you’ll regret it. We don’t treat patients as you have. If I find you still here, I’ll be sure to call HR and have them take care of you. However, I’m sure Twister would love to know what you’ve done. Ace, will you please escort Logan from Izzy’s room. I don’t give a damn what you do with her,” Dr. Connors says, turning her attention back to me.

  “No problem, I’ll be right back.” Great. I know he’s also going to be calling Jerod to inform him of what just happened.

  “You don’t have a right to fire me, bitch, you realize who my father is?”

  “I’m not worried about you or your father. What I’m worried about is you attempting to rape my patient and continue to flirt with and hit on all my female patients. Now leave.”

  “You’re going to regret this,” Logan screams as Ace continues to drag her out of the room.

  Soon as he has her clear of the door, Connors closes it then comes to my side replacing my blanket over my legs. “I’m so sorry about what just happened. Are you okay?” she asks looking over me with concern.

  I try to shake my head unsuccessfully. Tears form in my eyes from frustration. This shit fuckin’ sucks. I don’t know what Logan gave me or how long it last.

  “Izzy, don’t cry, it’s okay. I swear you’re safe now. Can you tell me anything?”

  If this shit weren’t in my system, then yeah, I could tell you exactly what that bitch did to me. I’ll fuckin’ murder the bitch if I ever see her again.

  When Connors looks back to my face, I rapidly blink letting her no I can’t talk.

  “Did Logan give you something?” I blink to answer her. “Is that why you can’t talk?” I blink again. “Can you move your body?” I blink twice letting her know I can’t. God, I feel for those who are immobile.

  “Okay, this is what we’re going to do. I’m going to stay right here with you while I call for another doctor. We need to draw some blood to find out what she gave you. Hopefully, we can find out ASAP. I’m also going to give you more fluids in hopes of flushing it out of your system faster. God knows I don’t need Twister coming back up here to find you like this.”

  Yeah, I know what you mean. Logan will be lucky if Ace even releases her outside the hospital and doesn’t take her to the clubhouse. When Jerod hears about this shit, he’s gonna go ballistic, becoming Twister.

  When will life get any easier?

  30

  Twister

  Fuckin’ hell, I didn’t want to leave Izzy alone while I deal with this cluster fuck of a mess. Not only are there still three pieces of shit sitting in the shed, I now have to deal with the Dragons Fire MC. Ratchet called asking if I’d meet with him in regard to the docks.

  Why the fuck does this shit all have to pile up on me when my woman needs me the most?

  Shaking my head, I park my bike in my usual spot. Climbing off, I make my way inside, needing a drink before going to deal with the first problem. I stop in the doorway when I find Bishop sitting at the bar drinking a beer. Fuck me, just what I need right now.

  “What are you doing here, man?” I ask walking up to him.

  “Just came in to have a beer with Thorn,” Bishop says nonchalantly.

  “Oh yeah, where did he go?”

  “One of the twins woke up, he went to get them. Lynsdey has her board test today.”

  “Fuck, I forgot she finished her classes.”

  “Yeah, you should have seen her rushing out of here like the devil was chasing her earlier, spouting off medical words. It was pretty funny. I’ve never seen my cousin so excited and stressed at the same time,” Bishop chuckles as he finishes his beer.

  “I can only imagine. So, you just hanging here with Thorn while waiting to find out how she did?”

  “Naw man, I needed to also talk to you about some shit.”

  “What’s up?”

  “Since everything with Lynsdey, I’ve decided that I’m done with the force. The bullshit I deal with in paperwork along with the dumb fuck wannabes, I need a change. I’ve talked to Jackson about joining SoCo Security Investigations and he’s agreed that if I want the job, it’s mine.”

  “Why you need to talk to me about this shit? Seems like a good deal.”

  “Because I respect this club, and I know about the shady shit you all deal with, but I also know since the club moved here, the crime rate in town went down a margin. Does that mean shit isn’t happening around town? No, but it does mean some of the rookies are looking to make a name for themselves by checking the club out.”

  “Good to know, man, thanks for the heads up. I appreciate it, you have the club’s marker if you ever need it.”

  “Let’s hope that never happens. I’m putting in my two weeks’ notice when I go back to work tomorrow.”

  I open my mouth to respond when my phone goes off in my pocket. Pulling it out, I see Ace calling. “I’ll be back,” I mutter as I hit the button to answer. “What’s going on, Ace?”

  “Sorry to bother you, Prez, but we got a situation down here and I’m not sure how you want me to handle it,” Ace replies over the screams of a woman near him telling him she is gonna kill him.

  “Explain,” I order. Ace informs me of Doctor Connors walking in to find Izzy being molested by her nurse. I fuckin’ couldn’t stand the bitch from the first time I met her. According to Thorn, she’d tried to hit on Lynsdey when she’d been in the hospital the first time. “Bring her here, I’ll deal with her then. Do you need me to send a cage?”

  “Yeah, would be good. I don’t want this nasty bitch on my bike, she might try and jump off.”

  “Alright, give me a few and someone will be there,” I say hanging the phone up. “Fuckin’ shit, is anything else g
onna happen today that I don’t know of.” Muttering to myself, looking throughout the room, I see several of my brothers sitting around waiting for me to call church. Spotting Badger, I ask him to go meet Ace at the hospital with a cage.

  “You okay, Prez?” Thorn asks coming into the room with both twins in his arms. Seeing both kids, I blow out a breath not wanting to lose my cool in front of them. They don’t need to see that.

  “Yeah, I’m good. I’m heading out to the shed to deal with the trash. When Badger gets back, send him to the shed. Shit wants to keep piling up and I need to get a handle on it ASAP,” I say running my hands through my hair in frustration.

  “You got it, Prez, I’ll send him out there. Need any help, I can get someone to watch the twins?”

  “I’m good, I need to take care of this myself.”

  “Prez, you know you don’t have to do everything yourself. We’re family, we have your back no matter what. I, for one, would love to have a little fun.” His words hit me hard in the chest. Damn. I’ve never been one to close my brothers out when dealing with a situation like this but then again, it was never this personal. Not even when shit went down with Kenny did I start to lose my shit like I am now. Izzy is my fuckin’ life, and I will make sure that no one ever fuckin’ messes with her again.

  “Brothers, it’s time to deal with the trash in the shed. If you want to help out, get your asses out there,” I yell out into the room. Soon as the words are out of my mouth, every single brother minus Thorn, who is handing the twins over to Bishop, heads for the door quietly.

  And that would be why I call them my brothers.

  Walking into the shed, I didn’t expect to meet the stench of death. Looking throughout the area, everything looks the way I left it— all except the addition of Terrance chained to the opposite wall of Izzy’s dad. Moving closer to each of them, I notice Izzy’s dad isn’t moving. The closer I get, the worse the smell is. Fuck, the piece of shit must have had a heart attack or some shit.

  “Damn, Prez, the asshole had to go and fuckin’ die on us. How long you think he’s been dead?” Burner states kicking the corpse.

  “I don’t fuckin’ know, but get it out of here, keep the door open while you’re at it. We need some fresh air in here while dealing with these other two,” I tell him as I eye Izzy’s mom.

  The bitch narrows her eyes in return. “What do you think you’re gonna do to me?”

  “Oh, I plan to kill you along with the fuckwad behind you. Question is— should I make it easy by putting a bullet in your head or do I want to draw out the pain and let you feel a semblance to what my woman has felt for the past several years,” I say keeping my eyes on her as I move to the tool table.

  Running my hands along each one of them until I get to the band cutter— it’s perfect for snapping through bone. Grabbing it, I move to stand in front of the cunt and wait for her answer. Either way, it won’t matter. She will suffer.

  “You think you can scare me? I don’t scare easily. I learned a long time ago never let your enemy see you weak. You’re nothing but pussies just like that dumb daughter of mine,” the bitch spits on my shirt.

  “Bitch, I don’t give a fuck if you think we’re a bunch of pussies when you’re about to meet the devil himself. You want to spout off anything else?”

  “Why the hell not. My brother is going to kill you for this.” She starts to laugh. “You have no clue who Izzy’s family really is. Her brother would be so disappointed to know Izzy joined the wrong side. My son was destined to take over the family business when it was time, but he had a soft spot for his sister which ended up getting him killed. She deserves everything that’s coming her way. Same as you all for having a hand in my death.”

  Before I can say anything else, Badger walks in dragging the stupid nurse. She stops screaming the moment she sees Izzy’s mom chained in the middle of the room.

  “Aunty, what are you doing here?” Logan says, dropping a huge fuckin’ bomb in the room.

  “This is your aunt?” I ask turning to face her, seeing Badger tightening his grip on the woman’s arms.

  “Yeah, and my daddy is going to be pissed when he realizes you took both of us,” Logan smirks like it’s not a big deal she’s about to die.

  “And who might be your daddy?”

  “Oh, he’s the president of the Dragons Fire MC, you know, Ratchet.” Logan and Izzy’s mom continue to laugh.

  “Chain this bitch up. We’ll deal with her later; she can watch me kill her aunt,” I say turning my focus back to Izzy’s mom.

  Taking my time, I begin to snap off each knuckle until she’s left with nothing, not even nubs. Reaching down, I pick up several of her fingertips. “Hades, force her mouth open for me.” I roll the tips in my hands waiting for him to get her mouth pried open. The woman has yet to make a sound. When Hades gets her mouth open, I shove all the piece in and cover her mouth with tape to keep her from spitting them out.

  “Now that I’ve taken your fingers a knuckle at a time, I’m going to let each of my brothers take their pick of a knife and slice through your skin while I watch. I do look forward to seeing you bleed out. But I’ll make sure I’m the last one you see before the devil takes you. You fucked up when you hurt my woman over the years. She’s part of the Devil’s Riot, bitch, and we protect what’s ours.” Stepping back, I give Horse a nod for him to go first.

  One by one, I watch as my brothers take a knife to the bitch, barely opening her skin to bleed out but just enough with each slide of a blade. Lighting a cigarette, I proceed to watch the rest of my brothers take their turn. When it gets to Coyote’s turn, he doesn’t just slice through her skin. He shoves the knife down the woman’s breast, cutting her nipples off. “Fuck you, bitch. You deserve every slice you received from my brothers and more. You say Chase would have been disappointed in Izzy. Bitch, you better think again. If he were alive, he’d be right next to me ready to shove this blade through your black heart. I’m sure Twister has something special planned for you when we’re all done with our fun.” He hits her across the face.

  As I finish the last of my cigarette, I walk back up to her, putting it out on her cheek. “Now you get to die,” I say. Leaning to the side, I grab the torch off the floor, turning it on as I stand straight again. Looking into the bitch’s eyes, I watch the first flash of fear enter them. “That’s right, I’m about to watch you burn. One of y’all hand me the vodka.”

  I don’t take my eyes off her as someone hands me the cheap vodka that we use when we need an accelerant. Dowsing her body in the nasty shit, I begin at her feet, slowly moving up her body. The higher I go, the more she screams behind the tape. When I make it to her face, I give her an evil smile. “Enjoy the fires of hell, bitch,” I say before torching her face.

  “Damn, Prez, that cunt stinks. What do you want to do with these two?” Burner asks, nodding his head at the other two.

  “I need to get back to the hospital to check on Izzy. How about you all have some fun with the fuckwad here while I’m gone. Kill him for all I care. He ain’t shit to me. Leave the nurse cunt to me. I think I’ll take that meet with her daddy and see what he has to say. She might become useful to us. I’ll call church in a few hours when I get back. Hopefully with Izzy,” I tell everyone as I walk out of the shed breathing in the fresh air. Looking down at my clothes, I head in the clubhouse, taking the back entrance not wanting to scare anyone that might be in the main room. Stripping out of the clothes, I toss them into the trash. There’s no way to get all the blood out of them.

  Quickly showering, I get dressed, needing to see Izzy. I feel like shit for leaving her alone. They never said being Prez would be easy.

  31

  Izzy

  I don’t know how long I was unable to speak but Doctor Connors, being the awesome person she is, stayed with me the entire time while we waited for the results to come back as well as see how long the effects would take to wear off. During that time, several people came in to talk to Connors, along w
ith Kenny, who also hasn’t left my side since she got here. Kenny went ballistic when Connors told her what happened and explained why I couldn’t talk at the time.

  Now, hours later, I’m finally able to slur some words together and move my fingers. I hope like hell I find that bitch so I can beat the shit out of her. She deserves it tenfold for what she tried to do. I’m pissed Logan was able to overpower me. If not for the pain I’m already in weakening me, I’d have put the skanky bitch on the ground. I need a shower something fierce after having Logan’s hands touch my inner thighs.

  “Izzy, I know you’re in pain. Looking at your chart, you’ve refused anything for it. Would you allow me to administer something to help?” Connors says softly. When I shake my head, she sighs in understanding. I didn’t want anything when I woke up because I deserved to suffer the pain but now, I don’t want any meds due to whatever that bitch gave me.

  “You don’t have to suffer, Izzy. I’m right here. I won’t let anything happen to you, I promise,” Kenny says reaching for my hand to squeeze it.

  “I don’t want anything other than Jerod here,” I slur my words together, as tears gather in my eyes. I want to go home to the clubhouse. “Can I please go home? I can get better there. Please just let me go home. I promise I’ll do whatever you say,” I beg Connors. I can’t stand being in the hospital anymore especially after that shit.

  “Izzy, you realize you’ve had surgery to relieve the pressure against your brain after taking several bad blows to the head. Along with your wrist needing to be reset,” Connors asks never taking her eyes off me. At my nod, she sighs. “Alright. I’ll release you on two conductions. One: you rest and don’t move around more than necessary, meaning only when you need to use the bathroom. No showers until I clear you for them. Two: if at any point you seem to be getting worse, I want you back in this hospital. I will also be allowed to come and go as I please to check on you while you are still healing. I don’t give a damn if some alpha macho ass is taking care of you, you’re still my patient. Am I clear?”