Page 27 of All's Fair in Love & Wrath

“Alright. I agree.” Otto sticks out his hand to shake mine, and I clasp it, nodding.

“Alright then, kid. Let’s get to work and get Chaos the info he needs on this bastard.”

We head inside, the majority of club members filling in the common area. Cora meets my eyes the moment I walk into the room, but I ignore her. I haven’t fucked any of them since being with Becca in the kitchen, and lucky for me, I’ve been a little busy, so I’ve had an excuse.

Otto and I spend the next several hours digging up information on the Kingsnakes MC and repulling the details on Cain. The burner phone starts to vibrate in my pocket, and anxiety fills me with instant dread. I frantically pull it out, seeing “Unknown Caller” and answering, worried that it could be Sienna and that something’s wrong. I step away from the bar where Otto and I are working, and onto the front deck, the double doors propped open wide.

“Yeah?”

“Wrath? It’s Saint.”

“What can I do for you?”

“Need a favor. A big one.”

“I can run it by my president. What is it?”

“I told you before that Cain has his eyes set on my sister, Sienna. That wasn’t the whole truth. There’s a history there, man, and it’s not a good one. He wants her, and he’s on a rabid hunt to find her. I need to get her completely out of Autumn Bay. I can’t keep her safe here anymore.”

Nausea hits me so fucking fast it knocks the wind out of my lungs.

“What are you asking?”

“For Hell’s Heathens to take her under their protection.”

“Done. When?”

“Don’t you need to run it by your club?”

“Not for this, I don’t. When?”

“Tonight. I’ll send you the time. Same place.”

“I’ll be ready.”

I end the phone call and stand there stunned for a moment, my hands shaking, my heart pounding out of my fucking chest. I’m gonna kill this motherfucker. I’m gonna free that sweet girl from this fucking nightmare she’s been living. And it won’t be the last thing I do. It needs to be fucking soon.

“Church!” Chaos yells, his voice echoing through the clubhouse common area. Adrenaline pumps through my veins as I anticipate telling Chaos that I’m going to pick up Sienna tonight. He’s going to lose his fucking mind, but that’s a battle I’ll fight to the death. I’d go right fucking now if Saint had her ready. There’s no way in hell I’d be wasting this time to get her to safety.

We all settle in our seats, Rogue taking his next to me. I glance at Rolo’s empty chair and then quickly look away. I thought I would feel as if justice was served after Garrett’s death, but it never came. All I can focus on is getting Sienna to safety and getting to Cain. I want that son of a bitch more thananything. Men like him shouldn’t walk the earth, and I’m going to make sure I’m the one to erase him from it.

“Wrath and Otto pulled info on Rolo’s blood brother. Cain, whose legal name is Joshua Davis, just got out of the slammer after doing time for grand theft, rape, assault with a deadly weapon, and a slew of other shit last year. Seems he really hit the ground running when he got out, didn’t take him long to take over a club.”

“It’s not sitting right with me that this club was respected, that they were like us, keeping the peace, living their lives, and then this piece of shit comes along and takes it, destroys it. Garrett may have pulled that trigger, but Cain is the one who sent the order. I want him,” Malice says with a bit of bite. So, he must be feeling the same way I am. Garrett’s death just took the edge off. I nod in agreement, using this time to make my announcement. Because this isn’t a fucking request.

“I’ve been in touch with Saint. He’s got bad news and asked for a favor,” I tell them, my eyes focused on Chaos.

“Another one? He’s already asked us to get his club back for him.”

I deliver the next part carefully, without giving away Sienna’s history. “According to Saint, Cain has eyes on his sister, Sienna, and will stop at nothing until she’s in his bed. Saint has been moving her from place to place the last two weeks, trying to keep her hidden, and Cain is burning shit to the ground to find her.”

“So what’s the fucking favor?”

“He wants us to take Sienna in under our protection,” I answer. “I already said yes.”

Chaos’ face morphs, his fists slamming down on the wood table. That adrenaline that was simmering just below the surface turns to a raging boil. I’ve never spoken out of turn,never pushed back on anything, but this time is different. I meet his energy, not backing down on this.

“For fuck’s sake, Wrath! Another one? We can’t take in another fucking woman here!”