Chapter Eleven

Blaze

What the hell"s going on? Getting off the phone with Wrath, my eldest son, and I'm worried. Why wouldn"t he tell me what"s going on over the phone? That"s worrying, to say the least. Normally, he"ll tell me everything that"s going on. Yeah, I don"t like this at all. I speed up on my bike, determined to get to The Clubhouse as quickly as possible. I need to know what the fuck is going on. And why the hell do I need to go to the infirmary? So many questions and no fucking answers. The little shit knows how much I hate surprises as well.

Pulling up outside The Clubhouse, I realize it"s only been ten minutes since I got off the phone with Wrath. I may have put my foot down to get here as fast as possible. Quickly hopping off my bike, I hurry inside, ignoring everyone who tries to speak to me. I"ll catch up with them later; I"m more interested in knowing what"s going on with Wrath.

Entering the infirmary, I see both my sons, Wrath and Shadow, sitting by a hospital bed. Flame"s standing behind Wrath with his hands on his shoulders. That"s pretty normal for them two; they tend to have to be touching in one way or another. They really do need to do something about how they feel about one another. I shake off those thoughts, more concerned about what"s going on here and now.

Walking towards the bed, I realize it's a fucking child who"s in it because of their size. I can"t see their face as they"re turned away from the room, obviously asleep from the soft snoring sounds.

"What the hell is going on?"I ask, keeping my voice quiet so that I don't wake them up.

Wrath looks at me and tells me, "Walk around the bed and look at him."

Okay, that"s a bit of a weird thing to tell me to do, but I trust my son and do as he asks. Slowly stepping around the bed, I get my first look at the child"s face, and I stop dead in my tracks. My head shoots up to look at my sons. This child, while covered in fucking bruises, looks exactly like my boys.

Taking a deep breath, I ask, "Who's son is he?"

"Mine. His name"s Cam."Wrath replies, and I"m shocked.

I know my son"s gay. I"ve known since before he ever admitted it to anyone, but if he"s saying this is his son, then that means,

"He"s Claire's."I state.

It"s the only way he can be Wrath"s son. He was never with another woman except for that fucking vile traitorous bitch when he was a teenager, and he had to have fathered Cam as a teenager with Cam being the size he is.

"Yeah."Wrath spits out.

I look at all three men on the other side of the bed, and they look livid at the mention of her name, more than they normally would, even in this situation. Oh no, please, no. Their level of anger can only mean one thing.

"She did this to him?"I ask because I need them to confirm it. I can"t jump to conclusions.

"Yeah, she did."Shadow answers me.

From the look on Wrath"s face right now, he can"t answer me; he"s trying to stay in control, and I don't for one minute blame him for the way he feels right now. If I were him, I'd be struggling to stay in control of my temper too. It"s got to feel like an added kick to the gut for him.

Sitting down in the empty chair on this side of the bed, I drop my head to my hands because, fuck, no child should ever have to experience what this one has. I hate people who hurt kids. As I look back up at my grandson"s face, I see his eyes are open and he"s staring at me. I can"t help but smile. He even has the same eyes as us.

"Who are you?"He asks in a timid voice.

"I"m Blaze. And the two big lugs on the other side of your bed are my sons, which makes you my grandson."I reply with a smile.

He breaks out in a massive smile before saying, "Oh wow, I have even more family. I"ve now got a Grandfather, Uncle, Dad, and Papa."

My head quickly turns to the others when he mentions he has a Papa too. Is he telling me what I think he is? I can"t help but laugh at the smirk on Flame's face.

"Something you want to tell me?"I ask, staring directly at Wrath.

"Yeah, I finally claimed my man."Wrath informs me with a smirk of his own.

"Took you long enough; I thought I'd end up dead before you finally got your head out of your ass where he was concerned."I laugh.

Flame and Shadow start laughing too. Wrath"s eyes just go wide. I do love getting reactions from my sons. They should know by now to expect the unexpected.

"Right, I"m going to leave you all to it. I"m off to sort out the house and make sure they"ve done as you"ve asked out there. See you later, everyone."Shadow says as he gets up and leaves.

"Bye, son,"I shout after him.

"Bye, Uncle Shadow,"Cam shouts just after I finish talking.

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Flame

We"ve all just been sitting around Cam"s bed talking about random stuff and getting to know Cam better when my phone rings. Looking I see that it"s Eagle. This can"t be anything good.

Stepping away from the bed so Cam can"t hear me, I answer the call.

"What"s up?" I ask as soon as I answer.

"Someone broke into the garage. Luckily, Piston was still here in the office when it happened, so he caught the little prick. Do you want the first crack, or do you want me to call Blade? Shadow let me know what's happened, so I understand if you need to stay where you are, but I thought you might need to work off some aggression."

"Yeah, I fucking do. I"ve got some frustration to work out, for sure. Where are you holding him?"

"Tied up in the garage. No one else is here, and we"re closed. We"ll wait for you before we do anything; no point in starting without you."

"I"ll be there shortly. I"ll let Wrath know what"s happening. I"m with him now."

"Okay, thanks, Flame; we"ll see you shortly."

Wrath"s watching me from where he"s moved closer, intensely waiting for me to tell him what"s going on. He"d have picked up on the changes in my body language that something had happened.

"Someone broke into the garage, but Piston caught them. I"m going over to get some answers. Don"t even think about coming with me. I know you"re President, but you need to stay here with Cam. I"ll go get answers and then come back here. I really need to go and do this. I need to work out some of this aggression I'm feeling. I don't want to accidentally scare Cam. You focus on Cam for now, please."I tell him with a pleading smile.

"Okay, that"s fair. Just please let me know what"s going on and watch your back out there. Now kiss me and go get some answers."He demands.

I do as he asks, kissing him heatedly before I quickly make my way outside and walk towards the gate where I left my Harley earlier. I let all my anger start to come to the surface; I might as well make use of my feelings on whoever this prick is.

Jumping on my Harley as soon as I get to where I left it, I give a nod to the Prospect at the gate. From this distance, I can"t tell who it is tonight. I drive out towards Devil's Garage. I arrive within ten minutes, getting a clear run, and make my way inside. I see Eagle and Piston standing against the wall with my prey tied to a chair in the middle of the room. I give them a nod hello, but don"t speak. I"m in work mode right now. I just walk with purpose towards the chair.

I rip the gag out of the guy's mouth, and he starts coughing. I"m not here to handle him with care; I"m here for answers.

"What the hell!"He screeches.

"Shhh. You have two choices. The easy or the hard choice. The mood I"m in, I"m really hoping that you pick the hard way." I say, my voice filled with venom.

"I"m not telling you anything."He replies, but he doesn"t look confident.

I can"t help the laugh I release, and I know it doesn"t sound humorous; it sounds downright sadistic. I notice him flinching. Good, he really should be scared right now. I"m not an Enforcer for nothing.

"Hard way it is then,"I say as I grab my knife from the sheath on my thigh.

Slowly, I drag it up his arm and then the other, not yet cutting. His eyes are filled with fear. He has no clue what I"m going to do.

"All I want to know is why you broke in here."I say as I quickly grab his left hand and use my knife to repeatedly slice through all the joints of his fingers.

He"s screaming his head off already, and I"ve only just started. I"m not even doing anything that painful yet. This shouldn"t take long at all based on his reactions; he definitely doesn't have the willpower to hold back while being tortured. Good news for getting answers, I suppose.

I look at him and raise a brow to see if he"s ready to talk yet, and he"s shaking his head no. So I grab his right hand and repeat what I just did to his left. He's already crying, snot dripping down his face. I can"t help the cruel grin that crosses my face.

"Hey Piston, we got a blowtorch in here; I forgot to grab my bag of toys when I was leaving,"I ask.

I hear chuckling behind me.

Piston replies, "Yeah, of course this is a garage after all; I"ll grab it for you now."

My prisoner"s thrashing in his chair, trying to escape. I just stand in front of him with my arms crossed. He"s not going anywhere; he"s secured to the chair far too well for that. We"re not stupid; we know how to properly tie someone up. I can hear Piston moving closer, but I don"t take my attention away from the guy tied up.

"Here you go, Flame,"Piston says as he hands me the blow torch.

"Thanks,"I say, quickly turning it on and stepping towards the chair.

"Last chance, anything to say?"I ask as I grab his hand and slowly move the torch towards his palm, which is covered in blood.

"STOP!"He screams at the first touch of the flame. "I"ll tell you everything."

I just raise an eyebrow and wait. Seriously, this guy"s weak as shit; I"ve hardly even started playing yet. He"s got seconds to speak before I go back to what I was doing. I"m not messing around.

"I was paid $300 by this guy I met to break in here, cause as much damage as possible, and hurt anyone who was inside. He told me the owners of the place had harmed his girlfriend, and she wanted some revenge. It was easy money, man. I didn"t realize it was fucking owned by a bunch of bikers; I"m not from here. I live a few towns over in Royal Creek."He rattles off.

"Any names?"I ask

"No, he just called her his woman or girlfriend and told me to call him boss. I promise, that"s all I know. Please, I"ve told you everything; let me go."

Looking into his eyes, I can see he"s told me everything he knows. Spinning around, I nod at Eagle and Piston before walking towards the bathroom to wash my hands.

"He"s all yours. He knows nothing else."I tell them as I pass them.

He"s theirs to do with what they wish now; I got the answers I needed, and I have a family to get back to.

"Thanks, man."Piston shouts, so I can still hear him in the bathroom.

Leaving the bathroom, I don"t look back into the garage where the prisoner is to see what they"re doing now; my job here"s done, and I want to get back to my family and fill Wrath in on what I found out.

Arriving back at The Clubhouse, I quickly walk to the bar as I need a drink. Glancing around, I"m happy to see that they"ve either all listened to what Wrath said earlier or Shadow lit a fire up their collective asses.

"What can I get you?"The Prospect behind the bar asks.

"Just a bottle of water, please,"I reply.

He quickly grabs one from the fridge and passes it to me. Grabbing it and getting up to leave, I"m stopped in my tracks when Snake steps in front of me. I just stand there, waiting. Snake"s one of the members I like the least. We"ve never seen eye-to-eye. He has a giant snake tattoo working its way up the side of his neck, which is why he got his road name. Personally, I just think he"s a snake, and it"s nothing to do with his tattoo.

"What the fuck is going on around here, Flame? What"s with the new fucking rules and Shadow throwing the new bunny out earlier?"Snake questions me like he has the right. He really doesn"t, though.

"Get out of my way, Snake. I don"t answer to you."I state as I move to step around him.

He grabs my arm, once again stopping me.

"No, we want fucking answers, and we want them now!"Snake shouts in my face.

Without saying a word, I break his grip on my arm, spin him around, and place my arm around his neck.

"You are not and never will be an Officer of this club; you don"t get to demand shit from me. You also should know better than to put your hands on me. Now run along and get back in your fucking lane."I say in a deadly voice.

I release him with a shove, causing him to fall to the floor while gasping for breath. Saying nothing to anyone, I walk out of the room and go to the infirmary. I definitely need to mention what just happened to Wrath and the other Officers; he could be our mole; his reaction to the changes just didn't seem right to me, and normally he"s not stupid enough to demand anything from me or put his hands on me.