Page 27 of Blade (The Dark Angel’s MC #1)

Blade

Pain like no other fills me at her truth, at her trauma, and I glare at her brother over her head as I try my fucking hardest not to sob like a baby.

He’s bent, hands on his knees like he’s struggling to breathe, and I can fucking promise him now, if his sister wasn’t falling apart in my arms, I’d kill the fucker.

For seven years, she was abused and raped by his best fucking friend, and not once did he see what she was going through. Instead, tried making himself believe she was a liar at thirteen, fucking thirteen…

Luna gets my attention as she pushes away from me then shakes her head, and panic hits me hard.

I can’t lose her, I just fucking can’t.

“Princess—” I start, but she cuts me off and screams, “No!” as she grips her hair, tears soaking her cheeks.

I flinch as turmoil etches off her, turmoil I don’t think she has allowed herself to feel before she turns to Axe and shouts, “I’m just a liar, right, big brother? !” He flinches as his tears fall.

“Luna,” he croaks, but she screams, “No! I’ll prove it to you, shall I?

I’ll show you,” and she removes her top.

I grit my teeth that all these men get to see her in her black bra.

Still, it’s not because of her generous tits that the men are gasping.

No, it’s the burn marks marring her body as she holds her arms out, and my eyes go to her left hip, burn marks making another B that was not there beforehand and I swallow my growl.

Mother fucker wanted to ensure everyone knew who she belonged to.

“This is what you allowed your best friend to do to my body, to my life!” she shouts, and Axe quickly turns and heaves and vomits, but his legs soon give out when she sobs, “I can’t even have kids now because of him, because of you,” and my heart breaks.

“I-I, oh god, I killed the only chance of becoming a mama because I didn’t want to raise my rapist’s child… ”

My eyes tear up as my brothers look away out of respect, their emotions showing clearly as day on each of their faces, while Axe looks down in shame.

“Oh, oh god,” Luna chokes, and we all look at her to see her covering her mouth, the realization that she’s just exploded, her truth now hitting her, and her legs giving out.

Several brothers move, but I catch her first, not allowing another one of those fuckers to touch her as I bring my body down to the ground with her.

Her whole body shakes as she struggles to breathe, and without a second thought and knowing she needs peace, I keep hold around her midriff with my right arm and hold my left out before Venom hands me the syringe, and I whisper, “I’ve got you, princess, I promise, I love you…

” but she doesn’t hear me, her thoughts going too fast in her mind.

I push the needle into her stomach and insert the sedative.

I brought it because I thought she’d fight coming home, never thought I’d have to use it because I’m terrified that she’s going to try and kill herself again.

Luna’s body softens against me as she passes out and I give the needle back to my brother and place my face into Luna’s neck, squeezing my eyes tight.

So much fucking pain came out of her, so much trauma.

“Fuck, I honestly thought she was lying…,” Axe chokes, and I tense as Fury snaps, “Why in the fuck would a thirteen-year-old lie about being fucking raped, you idiot!”

“I-I,” he stutters, and I look at him and glare as one of his brothers passes me a blanket which I cover my girl instantly, and yeah, she’s my fucking girl, trauma and all, and I snap at her brother, “Over the years did she once go near that fucker or stay in your clubhouse?” he winces and I know his answer and I question, “Did you once ask her about it as she grew up?”

Looking at his unconscious sister, he clears his throat and admits, "After I found out about you two, I asked her to apologize to Brock and stop holding grudges, to tell the truth. She kicked me out, and that is why we hadn't spoken for three months before she went missing."

I growl, “You’re a fucking idiot, and you should thank your lucky stars I have hold of her right now!

” he looks down in shame, and I snap, “Your fucking VP has been trying to not only take your club and start a war with mine but he’s been assaulting your sister for fucking years hoping to use her to gain control of your club! ”

His jaw ticks, and he admits, “And he’ll fucking pay for it,” just as Viper walks over.

He looks over my girl with concern before locking eyes with me.

He admits, “Your dad found Brock just outside our clubhouse behind the brother’s houses.

He was having a meeting with three of our new prospects, hoping to use them to gain access to our clubhouse.

All four are in the basement as we speak, Cannon is on watch. ”

I look at Axe and say, “Yeah, he will pay Axe but not in your clubhouse.” He curls his lip at me but soon parts his mouth when I admit, “I’m claiming your sister.”

“Even though she may never be able to have kids?” one of his men asks, and Viper growls before storming over to him and punching him in the face.

His body slumps to the floor, the hit knocking him out.

His brothers shake their heads at him while Knuckles mutters, “Sorry, Blade. Loose Lips was never very smart with his words.”

“His name kind of fucking gives it away,” Fury mutters, and his brothers wince while mine scowl at the unconscious fucker.

“Forgive me,” Luna mumbles and we all look at her and my heart shatters at the tears falling from the corner of her eyes and I gently press my lips against her forehead.

I messed up allowing her to walk away, but I know I’d take a bullet for this girl.

I love her.

Gently turning her in my arms, I put an arm under her legs and another behind her back and lift her as I stand, Venom keeping close in case I need him before I hold her close and rasp, “Venom, take my bike home, I’ll drive her car back with her in the back, Viper take the clubs truck, everyone else fucking surround us. ”

All brothers nod, and I look at Axe and growl, “You are welcome to come to my club, but you do not have that fucker, he’s mine.”

He nods once, not disputing that I’ve claimed his sister, meaning the kill is mine besides I’d soon get in his way if he tries. He goes to his bike while I carry my girl to her car, Viper following, holding her bag.

Two fucking hours, that’s how long it has taken us to get back to town, and Luna has woken but hasn’t said anything, just stared outside of the window, watching the world go by, and every few seconds, I end up checking the rearview mirror to make sure she’s okay.

I’m scared, really fucking scared.

She will end it all without a second thought if she gets the chance. The pain I saw in her eyes the day we met has magnified by a fucking hundred, and I’m close to losing her. I just know it.

The prospect on the gate opens the gate as Venom rides up. His eyes widen as he looks at all the bikes following along with me and Viper in vehicles. I ignore him and pull up next to the door, where Psycho is waiting.

I turn the engine off, turn to look at my girl, and whisper, “Just wait there for a second, princess," but she doesn’t acknowledge me, making me swallow hard. I climb out and shut the door, taking a deep breath.

“Here’s the shirt you wanted,” Psycho says quietly, handing me one of my shirts. I nod in thanks, and he mutters, “The traitors are strung up though a certain fucker is adamant Luna is his old lady and that we’re making a mistake.”

I curl my lip but nod again and say, “Good,” and look at him. His eyes soften, seeing my terror, already caught up through Venom, and he says, “She’s a fighter, Leo. You won’t lose her.”

I swallow hard and admit, “She’s already tried to commit suicide, brother. It’s how she found out about the baby to begin with…”

He looks around me at my girl with sadness and mumbles, “Well, she’ll just have to be placed on watch, then, won’t she?

” I half smile, pat his back, and reply, “That she will be. Do me a favor and send three prospects to the dingy apartment she rented that Viper found and collect her belongings, especially the photo of her father, it’s her only one. ”

He nods solemnly, and I round her car and open the door, but she doesn’t move. I swallow hard at how vacant she looks.

I can’t fucking lose her. These past six months, trying to find her was hell. I’ve needed her like I needed air to breathe.

Taking a deep breath to try and quieten my fears, I gently unclick her and slowly put my shirt over her head, making her look my way, and I smile a little as she puts her arms in the sleeves, and as soon as I’m happy enough that her body is covered and no not because of her scars but because her body is fucking mine, I gently pick her up and carry her over to Psycho who is holding the door open.

I give him a nod in thanks as everyone follows us inside. The brothers inside create a line from the door to my room to stop the old ladies, mainly my mother, from coming through, which, of course, she tries.

“Move out of the way!” I hear her demand and sigh, walking down the hallway, unable to deal with her right now.

Knowing my fucking luck, she’ll try to cause shit with Luna to get banned from the club again because yeah, I’ve figured her shit out.

She wants out, most likely has since finding out dad fathered another child and it isn’t happening…

Dad stands near my door, his eyes softening as he sees Luna in my arms, her head in my neck. I quickly walk inside my room with her.

Placing her on the bed, I gently grab her arms from around me and unlink them.

Carefully I put the duvet over her and I rasp, “I need to go do something,” and fear spreads across her face.

I soften as I gently cup her face and whisper, “I promise I won’t be long, but please, don’t leave this room,” I place my forehead against hers as I grip her hand and beg, “And please, I am begging you don’t try anything stupid because princess,” my eyes race between hers, “my life without you isn’t worth living, so remember that before trying to leave me in any shape or form. ”

Tears fall from her gorgeous eyes, and I press a gentle kiss against her mouth. Despite being hurt by me and knowing she wants to hate me, she allows me to kiss her.

“I’ll be back soon, princess, okay?” I murmur, and she nods once. I smile lightly and whisper, “I love you…” and her eyes widen in shock.

Ignoring her reaction, I press a gentle kiss on her lips and straighten before I remove my cut, not wanting to get blood on it, and I gently lay it on her body, shocking her even more before I turn and head out of the room, meeting my dad just outside of the doorway.

“How is she?” he asks in a low voice, and I shake my head.

“She’s fucking strong, but she’s breaking,” I admit as we lock eyes, “Years of abuse is a lot to get over, but I’m adamant not to lose her Dad.”

He nods and replies, “And I’ll be by your side the whole way.”

Emotions fill me, and I say, “Thanks, Dad,” before I look her way to see her gently tracing my cut—the leather, to be precise, not the patch—making me smile. I look at Dad and ask, “Can you watch over her and not allow Mama in here? She punched her, so I don’t want her near her at the moment.”

He nods and confirms, “Of course, go make that fucker pay,” then slaps my back as he turns to my girl, watching her like a hawk.

Sighing in relief, I turn towards the common room and ignore everyone in there, including my mother, watching me go without my cut on, and, fuck me, did her eyes just soften?

Every brother stands straight with respect, knowing I’ve left my patch with my girl proving what she is to the club, that she’s their first lady, while my mother has a small smile lacing her features which, fuck…

What is going on with her?

Shaking my head, I ignore them all and go to the door that leads to the basement.

Kill first, sort shit out with Mama later.

“I fucking knew her face was busted that day!” I hear Fury snap as I walk into the now crowded basement, both Furies and Dark Angels inside.

Cannon stands behind Brock, who looks a little bruised, and the three prospects’ heads are dangling, blood pouring beneath them. I smirk as I grab my blade from my boot.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” I ask as I walk over to Brock while Axe stands before him with bloodied knuckles and breathes heavily.

Brock's eyes come my way, and his busted lip curls as he looks me up and down, then sneers, “You’re the fucker who's been fucking my old lady and convinced my best friend that I’m some kind of fucking rapist!”

Axe growls, tightening his fists while the brothers around all tense at his words, clearly shocked that he’d continue his lie, but I, on the other hand, chuckle.

The delusional fucker.

“You mean my old lady?” I ask, and his face reddens while I smirk because this is going to be fun.

It’s time to play.