Bonus Scene

WOLF

“That’s it, darlin’, suck my dick, just like that.” I don’t bother looking down at the bitch going down on me. I stare up at the ceiling, feeling her mouth. All I need is the release she’s about to give me, and I can get back to work. I’ve got shit to do.

My phone rings, barging into my need to seek release. Shoving the woman away from my dick, I tuck myself back in and nod to the woman to leave as I yank my phone out of my pocket to see who the hell was calling me.

I narrow my gaze on the unknown number calling.

Grinding my teeth together, I answer it with a gruff, “What?”

“Is this Dex Adams?”

Furrowing my brow, I tighten my hand on the phone not recognizing the unknown male’s voice. “Yeah, that’s me. Who is this?”

“I’m Mitchell Rogers.”

“Don’t know you, dude. How did you get this number?” I don’t give my number out to anyone.

“I hired a private investigator to find you.”

Now, that was a surprise. “You wanna explain that further?”

“I’ll just get to the reason for my call. You got my daughter pregnant. I refuse to allow her to keep the child. She’s signed over her rights to the child. If you don’t want him, then he will go into foster care. My daughter knew better than to allow this to happen.”

“Is this some kind of joke?” There’s no way I knocked a bitch up.

“This is not a joking matter, Mr. Adams.” Mitchell Rogers snaps, seemingly appalled at the suggestion. “The boy was born four hours ago. If you’re going to take him, then I suggest you come for him.”

“Wait a damn minute,” I snarl, anger growing. “How do I know this kid’s mine? For that matter, how do I know this ain’t some setup?”

Someone is playing a sick damn joke here.

“Mr. Adams, my daughter was a virgin until you knocked her up. She broke the rules and, in one night, ruined more than just a business deal. There’s a price to be paid here, and she’s agreed to pay it because my daughter knows what will happen to her status if she does not. I’m only calling out of curiosity. I could just allow the child to be put in the system and be done with it.”

His daughter had been a virgin? I don’t remember . . . oh fuck . . .

I don’t remember her name, but it comes back to me. We had a hell of a party here at the clubhouse that night. It was the first party since moving here to Mississippi where we let other women in. The bitch came in with her friends. She’d been hot, all over me, and I fucked her all-damn night, right along with one of her friends. The two of them had laughed about her losing her virginity to a biker.

Fuck.

She’d gotten pregnant it seemed.

“What hospital?” I grind out, gritting my teeth.

“He’s at the local hospital. The nurses will know you’re on the way. Our lawyer will meet you there and give you the papers where my daughter has signed her rights over. She will not contact you or him. If she does at any point attempt to, then you will call this number and inform me immediately.”

Right.

“I’ll head to the hospital now.” I hang up, my anger only growing. What the fuck is wrong with people that they would leave a baby at the hospital alone. Better yet, what would be so important a woman would give her child up like this? From the way he made it sound, it was all about greed.

I shove the phone back in my pocket, grab my shit, and stalk down the hallway. It’s a good thing I hadn’t already gotten the bitch suckin’ my dick farther into my room. It’d only take me that much longer to get out of here.

“You good, Wolf?” Cyprus shouts over the music as I step from the hallway into the main room. He was standing there with Noelle in his arm looking like he was getting ready to head to his room.

Since moving here and getting the clubhouse set up, we’ve come a long way. Clubwhores were now in the clubhouse. The ol’ ladies already made the rules known to them that they won’t be screwed with, and their men were off limits.

Even sweet Noelle got in the face of one or two of the clubwhores.

“Gotta head to the hospital,” I tell him, shaking my head, still not thinking it to be what it is.

“What’s going on?” Cyprus demands, brows creasing.

“Just got a call that I’ve got a son, and he was born four hours ago,” I state and start past him.

“The fuck?” Cyprus growls, letting Noelle go and taking her hand. “You didn’t tell us you knocked someone up.”

“I didn’t know either until five minutes ago,” I call out over my shoulder as I keep going.

“We’ll come with you.” And that’s what makes him a damn good friend and leader.

He and Viper both. With Viper as Prez and Cyprus as our VP they don’t play games, and they’ve always got our backs.

I don’t bother protesting because, honestly, the only thought I have is getting to the hospital. I don’t know for sure this kid is mine, but he damn well could be, and he’s now without a mother. The kid’ll need me, and it fucks with my head now. However, I won’t let the boy down. Not like his mother has. Four hours old, and already he’s had one fuck of a life. No kid should have that. And I’ll do what I’ve got to, to make sure his life isn’t fucked up further.