Biker Bait: The Lost Souls MC Series (18 page)

He crossed the room and wrapped his arms around
me, hard enough to show me how much he cared but soft enough he didn’t hurt me.

“So fuckin’ happy you’re alright Barb
s.” he whispered into my neck.

“Me to
o.”

He released me when
Cas purposely cleared his throat and stood back.

“Don’t be gettin
’ jealous Prez, my love for your girl is one hundred per cent platonic.” he teased.

Prez
? Cas never told me. I scanned his cut and saw the freshly sawn patch on the left side of his chest.

My mouth fell to the floor, both chuckling,
Cas leant on the bed and kissed into my mouth because I had yet to close it.

“Told you, you had become the MC Quee
n.” he chuckled again.

“Congratulation
s.” I grinned, “In that case, your queen would like to go see the minions while you do business.” I laughed, then on a more serious note, “I don’t want to stay here on my own.”

He frowned and set about finding me some clothes. He turned to Sparky and he got the message, he left the room and my man helped me into his hoodie and clean sweats.

“You remember when I told you, you weren’t my vice president, just my Cas?” I asked.

He nodded, staring at me intently as
he pulled the hoodie over my head carefully.

“Well, now you’
re a president, but to me you’re still just my Cas.”

“I’m anythin
’ you want me to be babe.” he promised, “Let’s go.”

He went to help me walk
, but as an old lady of the president I would now have to be seen to be strong and as much as I wanted to be close to him all the time, I had to do this myself. I took his hand, excited to be able to be seen together by anyone and I left his room for the first time in days.

“Oh, and by the way, if you expect
me to stay in your room, you are so buying a new bed, god knows who’s been in it before.” I told him, before we got to the top of the stairs.

“Yeah, so this is what it feels like to have an old lady
huh, bossin’ me around already.” he smirked, looking down at me.

I winked and grinned back, “Someone’s got to, now you’re the
boss I wouldn’t want your ego getting too big.”

He carried on laughing until we got to the bottom of the stairs and I was welcomed with hoots and hollers. Oak came over first and I sunk into his embrace.

“It’s fuckin’ good to see you up and about darlin’.”

“It feels goo
d.”

“C’mon, let’s get you sat down, you should still be
restin’.” he said, tugging me to one of the sofas.

He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before moving away, it seemed a line was forming of brothers and if I was seeing
correctly some of the club whores too.

As they asked how I was and if there was anything they could do for me, I thanked them for everything they did,
Cas and Sparky may have set me free but they wouldn’t have been able to do that without these men here.

Slade was the last brother to hug me before
Cas called church and the bar emptied

He jogged over and made sure I was okay.

“Never seen anythin’ like it babe, I should get you a crown.” he chuckled.

“Ha, don’t you dare, although some pretty jewels wouldn’t be rejecte
d.” I laughed, “Go on, go do president things.”

He kissed me softly
and left, throwing his phone in the box before closing the door behind him.

I was feeling tire
d now I was on my own, Ricky and Jack, the two prospects were behind the bar and a few girls waiting for the men to finish. If you took away the layers and layers of makeup and the bags under their eyes, they were actually quite pretty, even Danni. Watching her clip clop towards me in her ridiculously high heels, I wished I pretended to be asleep.

“Hey hone
y.” she said in her stupid high voice.

Honey? Oh god, shoot me now!

I kept silent waiting for her to say what she came to say.

“Is there anything
I can get you?”

Wow, I wasn’t expecting that.

“A bottle of water would be good, thanks.”

She half turned then stopped and faced me.

“I also wanted to tell you I’m sorry, I didn’t know what was happening with you and Cas last year, and at the cabin your uncle told me Cas had asked for me. I want you to know you don’t have to worry about me making a play for your man. And for what it’s worth he wouldn’t come near me anyway. If you saw what he was like when you were taken…well, he loves you girl and no one’s coming between you.”

She took my breath away, did she expect me to believe her. I didn
’t need her to tell me Cas loves me, I know it, but I also know these girls don’t care who their fuck has at home, just as long as they get their night of attention and a few dollars thrown at them every now and then.

“You don’t believe me, I can see it in your eyes. It’s true, I may do a lot of things to make people think I’m a slut but I don’t play for taken me
n.”

She sounded genuine enough, I suppose time will tell if she’s telling the truth.

“Thanks, I appreciate you telling me that. But I’m not worried, you see I’m not like some of the other old ladies, I’m not stopping Cas from touching any of you girls, but he sure fucking knows the consequences if he does and he knows it won’t be fucking pretty, the same goes for whoever he goes with.”

She swallowed hard and nodded.

“I’ll take that bottle of water now.”

She flittered back to the bar and I took in every inch of the room, nothing had changed since I left,
and I was happy to be back.

Chapter Twenty-Three

Cas

I felt the power
surge through me as I brought down the gavel on the old wooden table for the first time being president.

“Sor
ry I haven’t called this meetin’ sooner boys, but I wanted to make sure Lana was okay and we all needed the down time after all the shit that we’ve been through lately.” I told them all.

“I swore the club will change, but first we all need to be clear on what happened in order for us to mo
ve on, so if anyone has anythin’ on their mind bring it to the table now.”

“I’ve been out my nut on whiskey since w
e got back and only just puttin’ everythin’ together again, what happened to Michael’s body?” Oak asked, everyone looking at each other.

They knew he was dead but nothing else, from what I
understood myself, Pope had told me that night and disappeared until today.

“To show him the disrespect he gave us, I burnt his body on top of Hunter’s and the rest of his enemie
s.” Pope huffed, lying from the other end of the table.

I didn’t want to lie to my brothers and nor did he or Sparky but we knew it was for the best and once this
is finished with, we will bury it along with all trace of Michael.

“It’s what he fuckin’ deserve
d.” Oak mumbled.

“What about Hunter’s daughter, she weren’t there which means she’s still
out there somewhere. Have you spoke to Alannah about her yet? Does she know who she really is?” Slade asked from my right side of the table.

“No, it’s been hard enough tellin
’ her about Michael and Billy, do we really need to worry about one woman, she hasn’t got the club behind her now?” I said.

“Alannah might know somethin’
about her, we shouldn’t dismiss her this fast Cas, she might go one woman crazy on us for vengeance for killin’ her father.” Slade argued.

He had a point. I was expecting us to put the club to rights and move on, I don’t want anything hanging over us.

“Okay, check her out, see whereabouts she’s hidin’ and we’ll go from there. I don’t want Alannah to know nothin’ about it though, she doesn’t need this shit on top of everythin’ else right now.” I told him.

He nodded and sat back in his chair.

“With me becomin’ president, my old patch needs to be put on a cut.”

I pulled my old V
P patch out of my pocket and slammed it on the table in front of Sparky.

“You’re
makin’ me vice president?” he stuttered in disbelief.

“Yes and Lizard will become our new Road Chie
f.”

Lizard’s eyes shot to mine and nodded. It’s abou
t time he wore the patch, he has been here for years and would do just a good job as Sparky has.

“Okay, moving on. We need to arrange four fuckin’ funerals, I want every
brother from all chapters here payin’ their respects. As you all know, I made Billy a full member and we will show him the same respect he deserves.”

‘Ayes’ whipped round the table and fists banged on the table top to show they agreed.

“Between you all, get in contact with everyone you can and let them know next Monday they are to be here to say goodbye. Until then we need to prepare ourselves, we’re gonna need to make a lot of room to house everyone, it will be tight but it can and will be done.”    

“I’ll get the gir
ls on it.” Sparky spoke.

“Go
od, make sure they have anythin’ they need. Next, I want to bring the prospects to the table, how do you feel about them makin’ the cut? Ricky has been here just over a year and Jack eight months, they proved they have what it takes to deal with shit and from what I’ve heard they fought as hard as we did.”

“Sparky?”

“Yeah.” one vote.

“Slade?”

“Hell yeah.” two votes.

“Oak?”

“They will make fine brothers, yeah.” three votes.

“Pope?”

“From what I saw, I’d trust them with my life as much as I do you, I vote yes.” he said.

Four votes.

I continued around the table and no one was against it.

“Call them both in Pop
e.”

I stood and
pulled the cuts with their new patches out from under the table. I have had a lot of time to think while I was with Alannah, I had my suspicions the table wouldn’t vote against them so I had their cuts that they would wear till the day they died made.

They both came in wondering what the hell was going on, Pope took his seat and they remained standing by the door.

“Jack, Ricky, you’ve been here a while now and we all agree you’ve both proved yourselves to us and to our club. No longer will you be referred to as prospects but as brothers.”

As the president of their MC, I rounded the table with their cuts and held them up for them to wear, one by one they put their arms through and was welcomed to the brotherhood by all.

“We’re gonna need more chairs.” Sparky laughed.

“Fuck that, we’re gonna need more prospects, I ain’t serving myself at the ba
r.” Oak mumbled as everyone broke out laughing.

A weight had been lifted off of the club, we could all feel it. Hopefully, the lack of chairs around the table and recruiting more pro
spects would be as bad as it gets from now on.

“Is there anythin’
else anyone wants to bring to the table?” I asked.

“Yeah, when we gonna fuckin’ celebrate you
becomin’ president?” Sparky hollered.

“With the Ghost Riders out of the way
now, we’ll get the funerals out of the way with and then we’ll celebrate. A new start for us all.” I told them and brought the gavel down, ending the meeting.

Everyone began to leave apart Sparky and myself.
Once we were alone, he got all soppy on me.

“Thanks Cas, I won’t let you down you brothe
r.”

“I know you won’t, you haven’t so fa
r.”

“Hell I haven’t and never wil
l.” he smirked.

“Alannah told me before that you’ve met this Bonnie friend of hers, do you think we could have a problem with her in the future?” I asked him.

“I only met her a few times and every time I spoke to her she would clam up and fuck off, I would say unless she’s a great fuckin’ actress, I’d be surprised if she said boo to a ghost.”

That made me feel a little better, Sparky had a great sense of judgment on people,
it would be stupid of me to completely ignore her but for now I can put her to the back of my mind.

“C’mon, you might not wanna celebrate your new position but I fuckin’ d
o.” he said, standing to leave.

“Alright, I wanna see how Lana is anywa
y.”

We left the room, Sparky made his way to the bar and I leant against the door after I
closed it. Alannah was still on the sofa, she was talking to one of the club girls which surprised me, thank god it wasn’t Danni, I didn’t fancy picking up clumps of hair.

Her bruises didn’t faze me at all, she was still as beautiful to me as she was before she was taken,
although it did remind me how easily I could’ve lost her. The bruises would heal and she would be back to her gorgeous looking self in no time. All that worried me was the psychological damage she may have, she’s always been strong but what she went through was going to leave its mark on her, I just hoped she could work through it.

As if she felt me watching her, she looked straight at me, she visibly relaxed and smiled.

Yeah, her smile told me she would be just fine, in time.

I walked over and the club girl
smiled and disappeared, I sat in her place and put my arm around my girl, careful not to hurt her, she leant in closer and ran her finger along my president patch.

“Did it feel good being president in there?” she asked.

“Not as good as it feels being inside you.” I whispered closely.

Her giggle warmed me and I definitely knew she would be okay.

“Be serious.” she warned.

“It felt fuckin’ great
, sorted through a lot of shit, rearranged the men a little and made plans for the funerals, they’re next Monday.” I told her.

She stiffened beside me and tried to control her breathing.

“Billy should have a cut.” she whispered, “I’d like to stitch his patch on.” she added.

I’d already had a cut made for him and his patch sawn on, but she didn’t know that, I made a mental note to have one of the girls remove it so Alannah could do it herself. She blames Michael a whole lot for Billy, but she also blames herself. If this is what she wants to do for him, I’ll make it happen.

“Sure. You feelin’ okay? You want me to take you back to my room?” I asked.

“No, they need their president here with them. I told you
, I can share you with the club just not no one else.”

I felt on top of the fucking world right now, all every brother wants is his old lady to love him and to love the club just as much, and to understand how the club works. I have hit the fucking jackpot with Alannah Blake, not only does she love me but she loved the club long before I turned up.

“I love you so fuckin’ much babe.” I told her, moving so I could see her face.

“I love you to
o.”

I wanted to smash my lips against hers, before I could, hers were on mine. In front of everyone, showing everyone we were each other’s, just like I always imagined.