Chapter Thirteen

Flame

I"ve been out of the room for maybe three minutes to use the toilet. When I walk back into The Common Room, all I can see is red. Fucking Snake"s leaning over our table, and he has a hold of the back of Cam's head, pulling it back while screaming in his face, "What are you doing here?"

Cam can"t fucking answer because Snake's other hand"s around his fucking throat. Cam"s clawing at the hand as he"s obviously struggling to breathe.

I don"t even think; I roar in outrage, grab Snake from behind with my arm around his neck, and apply pressure. That forces him to release Cam to try and protect himself. Letting go, I spin him into the wall, then hold him there with my hand to his neck. He"s not going anywhere, not after what I just witnessed. He"s a fucking dead man.

I hear something behind me, causing me to glance over my shoulder because it"s coming from the direction Cam is. Someone else better not have tried something, or there will be a bloodbath in here. I don"t need to worry, though, as I now see Wrath on the floor holding Cam. There"s zero chance of anyone hurting our son now.

He looks up at me and asks, "What happened?"

"I came back from the toilet to find this piece of shit pulling Cam's head back by his hair while his other fucking hand was strangling him. Cam was clawing at his hand, trying to get free. Snake was asking him what he was doing here. Now I don't know about you, but that's a rather strange reaction to have to a child being here at The Clubhouse, don"t you think?" I relay while seething.

Wrath says nothing; he just pulls his phone out and holds it to his ear after dialing someone. All while keeping hold of Cam, who"s clutching his Dad like he"s scared he"ll disappear. Yeah, I don"t blame Cam one bit. He was meant to be fucking safe here.

"Get to The Common Room now." He says to whoever he"s called, his voice sounds lethal. I"m pretty sure if he didn"t have Cam in his arms right now, he"d have already killed Snake. Not that I"d blame him if he did. Hell, I want to kill him, but I know I need to wait. We need answers from him first.

That"s all he says before he hangs up.

The whole room is silent as I continue holding Snake against the wall, while Wrath sits on the floor, comforting Cam. I can"t believe this has fucking happened. There"s no excuse for Snake putting his hands on a child—any child at all, not just Cam. He"s going to fucking pay for this. I"m going to make sure of it.

"What do you need, Prez?"Eagle asks as he walks into the room.

Wrath looks up from his position on the floor and says, "Get that piece of shit Flame"s holding and lock him up. I"ll deal with him later." His voice is deadly.

I release Snake and let Eagle drag him away. Knowing for a fact that he isn"t going anywhere except where Eagle takes him. No doubt he"ll be regretting what he"s done. Turning my attention away from Snake, I make my way to Wrath and Cam. Bending down, I scoop Cam into my arms and stand.

"I"m taking him home, babe,"I tell Wrath quietly.

He needs to be where he"ll feel safe after that, and if he"s going to feel that way anywhere, it"s going to be his new home. Where the only people he"ll encounter are the people that we trust the most and know for a fact won"t hurt Cam in any way. He just nods his head, so I turn and leave with Cam in my arms. I don"t care that he might not want to be carried; he"s fucking shaken up right now, and I very much doubt he"d be able to walk with how badly his entire body is still shaking.

As we"re walking, I hear Cam whisper, "Thank you, Papa."

Fuck, he shouldn"t have to thank me for acting how I did. He should"ve never been in that position in the first place. He"s already been through so much in his life, and now this. Fuck. Snake will pay for this. That"s a goddamn promise.