26. Ivy

Chapter 26

Ivy

I really want to protest going to their ranch. Depending on only myself for so many years has made it hard for me to acknowledge when I need help.

However, that all changes the moment we get to my house. The second I open my door, I know someone's been here. I turn and look at the guys who are on my heels. I have to give them props for that, they're not afraid to go into my Sanctuary as I call it.

They must know something's wrong by the look on my face because I see six sets of eyes flash with their scorpions. They try to pull me behind them, and I shake my head no.

They're out of their damn minds if they think I'm not going in first. "My house and my babies. They don't know you. They will attack you if they're not in their cage as I suspect."

KC sets his jaw, and I'm ready for his protest when he says, "You can go first then, but I'll tell you now, we're coming in, too. At least Jax and I. Cree, Beck check the house. DJ and Neo, keep an eye out here. Look around, but stay close."

As Cree and Beck head for the house, DJ and Neo walk around in opposite directions, looking for anything else that's amiss and smelling for intruders. When I open the door to the garage, I get the surprise of my life. George has never been this close to the door, but the moment I step inside he‘s on me, spitting mad.

"Hey baby what's going on?" I pet him and try to soothe him. I noticed he's got some scales missing and I see red. The growl that leaves my throat, startles me for a moment, "Who hurt you? Where the fuck are they?"

"What's going on?" KC whispers just loud enough for me to hear. Which gets George's attention. He comes up over my shoulder and hisses at him. "Whoa. You again." He jumps back out of range.

Gritting my teeth, I say, "Someone is or was here. He's missing scales, and I want their fucking heads. Nobody fucks with my babies." I wrap George around my arm and my neck in the way he likes and head into the main room.

I flip on the light to find not one, but two dead bodies. One of them has my black mamba, Frank, with his fangs still buried in the unsuspecting asshole's femoral artery. "Hey, boy. Come on, let him go before you make yourself sick." He releases instantly and slithers up my other arm. I place him gently back into his enclosure. Once I give him some pets of course, and let him know what a good boy he is.

"Looks like your cobra got this one. His face is fucked," Jax says.

I spin around to see that sure enough George did a number on his face. I walk over and kick him as hard as I can right in the nuts. Sure, he doesn't feel it, but he hurt my boy.

The guys chuckle and KC whips out his phone. I don't know what he's doing and I don't care. I don't have time for this. I walk over to the freezer and start feeding my babies. From the corner of my eye, I see Jax grab hold of one of the assholes and drag them out the door.

KC doesn't get too close to the enclosures, but he always keeps me in sight, even as he types. Once everybody is fed, I turn and look at him. He doesn't acknowledge me, still typing away. I walk up to him, put my hands on my hips, and wait.

Finally, he looks at me. "Sorry. Was looking for a cleanup crew to get these two bodies out of here. Cree says Kelly got one inside. So, make that three. Before you ask, she's fine. Not missing any scales as far as Cree can see. How hard would it be to move these to our place?"

I think about it for a moment. "We would need a big box truck, something that I can secure the enclosures to. All the enclosures would have to go. The big fridge would have to go. It would stress them out and I don't like that. Can't we just leave them here and come feed them? Like seriously, we're going to find Stanley and kill the fucker and that'll be that, right?"

KC looks up from his phone as Jax walks back in. "Cleanup will be here in thirty. Trying to find out about moving... her friends." Jax nods, as he clenches his fist. I fight a smile at the veins bulging in the side of his neck. The guys think I'm sexy when I'm angry, but that goes double for them.

Sighing, KC puts his phone in his pocket. "I don't know, beautiful." He puts his finger under my chin and tilts my head up so I'm forced to look into his swirling eyes. "I know you don't want to leave your place. I get it. But your safety is our priority and if that means moving all your snakes and other friends, we will. It's not a theory anymore. Stanley knows where you live. You're not safe here. We'll have a better tactical advantage at the compound. The ranch is more secure and we'll have backup if anyone tries to sneak in like they did here. The entire club lives on the premises, except for the prospects and the sweetbutts. We'll make sure your friends are safe, too. I promise."

I don't realize I'm crying until his big hand moves from my chin to brush a tear for my cheek. What has happened to me? They've turned me into a girl. I don't get emotional and I sure as the fuck don't cry.

I don't want to do it, but I nod.

"Good. I promise it won't be so bad." KC smiles, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes. Which tells me he's trying to convince himself. Interesting, my big, burly biker has vulnerabilities.

Before I leave, I walk over to Scarlet. "I'm taking my girl. Beck can drive Kira to the compound. She likes him."

"The car likes him?" Jax mutters.

KC raises an eyebrow. "I have a feeling I am missing something, but now isn't the time. Of course, you can bring your bike. What the hell kind of bikers would we be if we left it behind?"

I do a little shimmy and bounce up to him and kiss him on the cheek.

Seriously they've turned me into a fucking girl. I'm a badass assassin.

We lock up the garage after I pull Scar out and make our way inside. The body in there has already been dragged out and is stacked in the backyard with the other two.

I walk over to the closet, and grab my travel case for Kelly, because she's coming with me. I don't care what the guys say. Luckily for them, they don't protest or say anything when I find her and put her inside, then go into the fridge and pack her necessities.

Finally, I go to the bedroom and throw a few things in a bag. I grab all my necessities from the bathroom, including my supply of creams just in case. I know I don't need them for the guys, but you never know when somebody else could be around.

The whole time I have two sexy ass bikers, not five feet away.

Once I'm done, we make our way to the front door where I arm my system. It takes me a minute to remember how to do it because I rarely use it. When we step outside, I see someone has brought Scar upfront.

And the bitch is purring.

I walk up to her with a scowl on my face. Before I get to the traitorous bitch, I hand Beck all of my bags. Everything except Kelly. She's riding with me. He throws everything in the backseat of my car and I growl at my bike. "Bitch, he's mine."

I smile, and throw my leg over her seat. "Well… are you guys coming? I don't know where I'm going." I throttle her a few times, letting her thunderous roar out. Gods, I love the sound as much as I love the vibration between my legs from her.

All the guys scramble for their bikes, except for Beck who climbs into Kira, and we head out.