Page 5 of Fury (The Dark Angel’s MC #3)

Fury

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I mutter as I pace my room at the clubhouse, the small space making my skin itch, knowing I can’t let off steam in here.

I do have a cottage-style home being built as we speak a few lots down from Blade and Psycho, a mile behind the clubhouse still on club property, but it’s not ready for a few more days meaning I’m stuck in my room at the club, sharing a bathroom with Venom so I can’t break shit and I really want to fucking break shit!

I growl, linking my fingers behind my neck, guilt eating away at me, making it hard to fucking breathe.

What the fuck is wrong with me? This can’t be fucking happening.

I’m lying to her, for fuck’s sake. She has no idea I’m club, she has no idea I purposely bumped into her, and yet, I-I fuck, I want her.

She’s mine, my heart, my soul, I knew it the moment we locked eyes, but I instantly denied it, and as the eight months I have wormed my way into her life, I have come to the conclusion she’s fucking mine and that she has wormed her way into my heart which is not okay considering I’m fucking lying to her and I have Brick breathing down my neck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

“Uh, brother, you good?” I hear near my doorway, and I turn and lock eyes with Viper assessing me, most likely wondering if he needs to restrain me, and yeah, maybe he needs to because I’m ready to explode.

“I fucked Lacey,” I admit and fuck me, I feel dirty again, guilty and I shiver in disgust, my skin itching.

I need another shower, a really fucking hot shower.

She came onto me a few hours ago and I went there. I hadn’t fucked her yet, and I thought maybe that was what my problem was, you know?

For months I have felt myself gravitating towards Sky, fuck, I hadn’t touched a woman since meeting her, which should have been a fucking eye opener, but she was a job. I knew this, so when Lacey came onto me, I didn’t say no. I took her to my room, wrapped up, then fucked her bent over my bed.

She came twice while I, well, I had to fucking think of Sky to get off, which pissed me off, and I ended up kicking Lacey out, much to her dismay. I scrubbed myself stupid for an hour to get her nasty stench off me, but my skin still crawls.

“Okay, so?” Viper says with confusion as he crosses his arms over his chest, and I admit, “I feel guilty, like I cheated.”

He frowns and asks, “What?” as confusion etches off him until I admit, “I’m in love with Skylar,” and he drops his arms in shock, and I pace again.

“Fuck,” I curse, “I can’t even go there, and not just because of Brick and Blade,” I stop and look at him, placing my hands on my hips, “I’m lying to her…”

He chews his bottom lip, his hazel eyes assessing me before he asks, “Are you sure?”

I scoff, “Brother, not only have I spent eight fucking months spending all my time when I’m not at Dark Angel’s Motors with her, getting to know the amazing woman that she is, I knew she was mine the moment we locked eyes. I just decided to ignore it but I fucking can’t any longer.”

I heave a sigh and pace again and explain, “It’s like when she’s not around, I can’t fucking breathe, and when she is, nothing else can get my focus. My whole body is humming for her, and I just, fuuuuck!”

“Okay, brother, take a breather…” Viper says, but I shake my head, and he sighs, “Make her yours then,” and I stop and look at him with a raised brow because we both know that is fucking impossible.

He shrugs and states, “With all due respect for our president, fuck him,” I snort.

He scoffs, “He’s treated his old lady like shit, demanding she just be okay with the fact he fathered a child, something he would have killed her for if it was the other way round.

He ensures Blade followed him with his thinking, breaking their bond, along with everyone else making his own wife a fucking outcast within the club.

She’s doing shit on purpose to get herself kicked out while everyone seems to believe she’s being a bitch, something both of us can see through and then he ordered you behind every old ladies back including his own knowing none of them would agree to deceive a woman.

He hasn’t even tried to speak to her since she was ten years fucking old,” he nods once, “You want her then fucking make her yours and tell Brick where to go. You won’t lose your patch, everyone will riot, fuck, you don’t even need to tell him. ”

I tilt my head and ask, “And what about my lying to her, brother?”

She won’t be able to forgive me for lying to her, fuck, she thinks I was new to town with no fucking family around…

“You tell her the truth when you are ready to hand her your cut or when you think she’s ready to receive it,” he says, and I swallow hard before Blade comes into view, making me tense.

Fuck, how long was he standing there for?

Viper side-eyes him while angling his body a certain way so our soon-to-be Pres doesn’t fucking kill me while Blade assesses me.

“Viper’s right, fuck my dad, well, not literally, but yeah, you want my sister, then go fucking get her,” he states, and I raise a brow at him while Viper smirks.

“A bit brave of you, Blade, encouraging one of your best friends to date your little sister,” Viper goads, and I narrow my eyes at the fucker, making him grin.

Blade chuckles and admits, “I saw it coming,” shocking us both, “Dad fucked up, he knows when a brother claims someone, they are fucking theirs. I don’t know how, but I knew you’d want to claim her and I’m all for it especially if it means bringing her home where she belongs.”

I tilt my head and ask, “And what about Anna?”

He sniffs hard and admits, “She’ll be okay. Mama will love her, I know it if she gives her a chance and maybe then everyone will shut up.”

“You do know no one has actually witnessed your mama being nasty to Skylar, right?” I confirm, and he nods and replies, “I know, and I’m not stupid.

Her actions lately, or since she knew Dad cheated, her pulling away, she wants out, but in his own stupid way, he loves her.

He’s just clouded through jealousy to see what he’s been doing wrong, has been since finding her in bed with the prospect.

When she finds out Dad ordered you to lie to her, she’ll fucking flip and he’ll most likely have to tie her to the bed,” he looks at Viper and then at me and states, “Go claim her brother, you have my blessing,” he smirks, “not that you’d need it anyhow. ”

I snort as he pats Viper's back, then continues walking towards his room. Viper raises a brow at me and asks, “Well, what are you waiting for?”

I scrunch my nose and admit, “Not to be still feeling Lacey on me,” and he laughs as he knocks on my door frame twice before walking away, his laughter following him, and I roll my eyes.

“Fucking dick,” I mutter and walk to my shared bathroom, needing another fucking shower.

Two days later I slowly lick my bottom lip as I lean against my truck, my eyes on the campus hall doors where Skylar is currently taking one of her exams.

Double fucking major. My girl is smart as fuck.

I quickly cross my right foot over my left to stop the nervous bouncing of my leg.

I’m taking both Viper’s and Blade’s advice from two days ago, and I’m making Skylar mine.

Well, today, I’m making it known I want her.

Then, after wooing her like fuck for two months, ensuring she falls madly and deeply in love with me so the thought of us not being together makes her feel sick, I’ll tell her everything after informing Brick that I’d been seeing his daughter and that I’m going to tell her the truth.

Sounds like a good plan.

I sigh, crossing my arms over my chest. Fuck, she’s never going to speak to me again when she finds out the truth.

I shake my head. No, I won’t let that happen. I fucking need her. These past eight months have been proof of that.

She’s always on my mind, it doesn’t matter what I’m doing, I’m thinking of her, and if I don’t hear from her at least every hour, I get edgy, and panic hits.

She’s mine as I’m hers.

The door to the hall opens, and students mill out, making my heart rate pick up, and my breathing get heavier. My nerves are shot to shit.

Fuck, I never should have touched Lacey. Eight months with no sex, and I gave in out of fucking fear for my feelings for Skylar, and I still couldn’t fucking come until I thought of the black-haired beauty.

“Fuck, come on, precious,” I mutter as I gently rub my thumb along my bottom lip, and students begin to decrease coming out of the door before I suddenly push off the truck and stand straight seeing her walk out, my fingers itching to grab her.

Her hair is down, reaching just below her shoulders and wavy, her bag strap is over one shoulder, and her strapless black dress reaches just past her knees, and I swallow hard.

Fuck she’s beautiful, so fucking beautiful.

I tilt my head and furrow my brows though. She looks, I don’t know, upset?

What the fuck?

I walk forward without a second thought and meet her halfway. She doesn’t look up, so I quickly grab her arms so we don’t bash into each other, and she gasps before looking up and we lock eyes.

“Hey, precious,” I rasp, and she grins though her eyes look sad.

“Hey, stranger,” she whispers, and I raise a brow and ask, “Hard exam?”

She scrunches her nose up in an adorable kind of way before she groans and drops her chin to her chest, and I laugh, wrapping my arm around her shoulders and gently guiding her towards my truck, saying, “Come on, I’ll treat you to a milkshake.”

She nods and leans into me, sending electric volts through my side, and I tighten my hold over her shoulders.

Yeah, she’s definitely mine.

“Thanks for the milkshake,” Skylar says as I pull up next to her Ford two hours later, the campus dark.

I fucking hate that I can’t take her home. She’s never given me her address, always leaves her car here, and I can’t exactly say, ‘Hey, when can I meet your mama and have dinner at the trailer’ Now, can I?