Page 16 of Fury (The Dark Angel’s MC #3)

Fury

The fucker is on my shit list, and he knows it.

I told him to give her space, to allow me time to regain her trust, and he swore he would only go against me because Brick was pressuring him, and yet again, he blamed Anna, the wrong fucking person.

Idiot is lucky Skylar didn’t smack him.

We’ve been in the garage for about an hour, and he hasn’t said a word, even at church last night after I spent the evening calming Skylar down, her pain swallowing her whole. He’s kept quiet, knowing he was in the wrong in that whole situation.

Don’t get me wrong, holding her in my arms again felt amazing, but it was the reason why I wanted to hit my best friend.

“Finally calm,” I admit with tension, and he looks down, muttering, “I’m sorry, brother.”

I shake my head, dropping my tools on the floor with anger, and I snap, “Sorry, isn’t fucking good enough!

” making him look at me. I growl, full of rage, “I told you she wasn’t ready, Leo, I told you to give her the space she fucking needs, especially now, and you went behind my fucking back and upset her! ”

He swallows before he confirms, “You know the reason why she’s holding back, don’t you?”

I nod, not bothering to hide it, and state, “Yeah, I do, and no, I’m not telling you because I won’t break her trust, but what I will tell you, yesterday has set you back, and you’ve only got yourself to fucking blame.”

“Fuck,” Blade curses and drops his head while I shake mine and state, “and for the second time, Anna is not the reason!” Before I grab my tools again, not bothering to say anything else because while yeah she kind of is the reason Sky won’t speak to them, she isn’t for the reason they believe.

He truly fucked up, and he doesn’t even realize how much.

Anna is Sky’s whole fucking world, and yeah, she did save her. If Sky had been in Melissa’s care, she would have been raped, no doubt about it. Anna stopped it, proof of that, but she most likely would have been killed long before her sixteenth birthday.

Skylar loves Anna fiercely, and Blade’s words yesterday proved that he doesn’t respect his mother and still believes everything people in the club have said about her, meaning he’s set himself back by blaming the woman she sees as her mama.

He and Brick are the reasons she wants fuck all to do with them, they’ve only got themselves to blame.

“Here, Fury,” Luna says, and I look up to see her holding a mug, and I smile, quickly dropping my tools again and taking it from her.

“Thanks, sweetheart,” I say before taking a sip, and I relax as I watch her take one to her sorrowful-looking old man.

“Thanks, princess,” he mutters, taking the cup while gently rubbing a hand over her stomach.

“You're welcome,” she replies softly, then murmurs, “I got a message yesterday,” and he raises a brow at her while I smile, knowing who it is from.

“Is that so?” he questions with curiosity, and she nods.

“I’m officially part of a group chat called My Girls with Ivy, Raya, Lake, and…

. Skylar, though you are not very liked at the moment.

You’re one of the main topics, not that I can blame the girls,” she admits, and Blade looks my way in shock but I take a sip of my coffee, ignoring the questions in his eyes.

I didn’t do it for him, and he knows it as he gives me a nod in thanks. I did it for Luna. She’s been through hell and back and deserves to have friends around her, and besides, those babies are Skylar’s family and innocent in all this mess.

They’d also be extremely lucky to have her in their life. Her being around Tate and Hudson is proof of that.

Mama Lopez did one hell of a good job raising her.

“Fury, where is our daughter?” an annoying, whiny voice demands to my right, heels clicking on the concrete floor echoing at her stomping, and I sigh.

“You are not allowed in here, Lacey. I’ve told you this several times, so fuck off,” Blade snaps, but Lacey ignores the threat to his tone, completely dismissing the President like a fucking idiot, and states, “And I want to know where my daughter is and who she has been hanging around with!”

I hear Luna growl, which makes my lips tilt before I look at Lacey, and I roll my eyes.

Short shorts that show her ass and a top that is basically a bra.

I shake my head. She looks more ready for a job at Dark Angel’s Girls, and it’s only midday.

“Shouldn’t you be in day clothes, Lacey?” Luna snaps, causing the woman to glare at the first lady, which I narrow my eyes at while Blade growls, “Next time you glare at my woman, I’ll kick you fucking out of the club!”

I watch as Lacey pales before she looks at me and clears her throat, trying to compose herself as she demands, “I want to know where my daughter is.”

I raise a brow and ask, “Why? Because you want to spend some one-on-one time with her for her to get hurt again?”

Lacey narrows her eyes and snaps, “She is my daughter, I have a right to know where she is, and besides, she should know not to climb up the slide. Maybe you should be teaching her right from wrong!”

Don’t kill her, don’t kill her , my inner voice mumbles while my hands fist wanting to snap her neck.

I snort, “I have full custody, and you’ve barely spent two minutes with her, and in those two minutes, she ended up with a bang to her head, so you coming in here demanding to know where she is, is bullshit, I know it and you know it so why don’t you fuck off.”

Her jaw ticks, the makeup around her face cracking in the process before she sneers, “This whole you are playing hard to get is getting old, Fury!”

I laugh, “Hard to get? Are you fucking high or on drugs, Lacey? I’m not playing hard to fucking get.

I haven’t even touched you since you tried trapping me with my daughter, not believing I’d go for full custody,” I slowly stand, causing her to take a step back.

I sneer lowly, my voice full of threats, “I only kept you around and made you a clubwhore because I didn’t want my daughter to grow up believing I stopped her from seeing her biological mother.

I wanted her to see what a piece of shit you really are while she was being loved on by everyone else.

I’m only going to tell you this once, Lacey, the next time you try and act like the concerned mother wanting to get my attention, I won’t kick you out of the club, I’ll fucking kill you.

Now do yourself a favor, go and get dressed and crack on with the jobs the club pays you to actually do before you find yourself homeless. ”

Without another word to her, I put my mug on the floor near me before picking up the tools again and continuing with my job.

I hear her growl, and she stomps her foot and turns to walk out.

Blade’s words, “If I find out you’ve gone back to the club and sat on your ass not doing as you’ve been ordered to do, I’ll get a prospect to pack your shit,” following her.

I hear her screech as the door shuts, and I sigh, “We need church to vote her out of the club, brother,” I look at him, “I won’t have that woman around my daughter any longer, and I certainly won’t have her around Sky.”

Blade nods and says, “I’ll make it happen.”

I nod in thanks, then continue what I was doing, Skylar, coming to mind yet again.

I can feel myself slowly worming my way back into her trust, and I can also see that it’s scaring her, and I get it, I do.

I have a lot to make up for, something I think I already had over the years but since finding out some truths regarding her home life and Anna, well, I can understand her need to push me away, but there is something else she’s not telling me, I just don’t know what.

I can’t put my finger on it, but whatever it is, it’s what’s holding her back from me.

“Nyx, no,” Sky giggles as I chase her around the motel room in only a towel wrapped around my waist, and I chuckle, “You’re the one who just sprayed me with freezing water, precious, you asked for this!”

Sky squeals as I jump over the bed to get to her, and she quickly, only wearing my shirt, tries to bounce back over the bed, but I grab her around her waist and throw her down, making her laugh as I lay my body over her, holding my hand up with the shaving cream before I rub it over her hair, and she giggles louder, struggling against me making me grin .

Happiness radiates from her, and my heart races as our eyes connect. I can’t help but react, as I always do with this girl.

I lean down and press my lips against hers, and she melts as she opens her mouth, our tongues instantly tangling in a slow, sensual kiss.

I move my hand and wipe it on my towel to remove the foam before I move said towel and press myself onto my girl, the tip of my cock hitting her bare entrance and I thrust forward, taking her in one making her moan into my mouth as her walls squeeze me.

I fucking miss that Sky, the fun-loving girl who used to laugh all the time and want nothing more than to be with me, who’d melt at my touch.

I should have just told her the truth before making her mine.

Deep down, I know she would have been upset, but she would have understood. Instead, I took her virginity and made her mine, continuing the lie and confirming she couldn’t trust me.

Sighing, I drop my tools again and quickly grab my phone, bringing up Mama’s number before putting the phone to my ear.

“Hey, baby boy,” she answers after three rings, and I smile.

“Hey Mama, I need a favor,” I reply, and she groans, “Please tell me you don’t want me to drop Tate off with my future daughter-in-law. I can’t take the heartbreak.”

I grin as my dad's laughter can be heard in the background.

“Actually,” I say, “I was wondering if you’d pick Tate up from preschool and have her for the night?”

Mama’s quiet for a moment, Dad's laughter getting harder, so I’m going to guess she’s most likely either dancing around in celebration or she’s grinning like a Cheshire cat before she shouts, “Yes!” and then hangs up.

I shake my head and grab my tools again, adamant about finishing this job before I go and see my girl and this time, there will be no Tate in the middle as a buffer.

Ignoring Blade’s eyes on me, I quickly get to work.

I have a woman to go see, and after today, she’ll have a week to realize she’ll be falling asleep in my arms every night.