Rake's Redemption (Wind Dragons MC #4)(74)

His brother is a Wind Dragon?

So Wade thinks he’s untouchable.

I look to Rake.

Was he untouchable?

Rake gives me nothing, his expression never changing.

Was there a rule about this? Could Rake do nothing to Wade because he was family to one of his club brothers? Did Wade truly just want to see Cara? Why now, after all this time? There is more to this, I just know it. Wade wants something, but it isn’t just to see the daughter he never once gave a shit about.

When Pill storms into the clubhouse, wearing black leather pants, a long-sleeved T-shirt, and his MC cut, I don’t take my eyes away from him.

So this was Wade’s brother.

No wonder Faye didn’t like the man.

If he’s anything like his brother . . .

Bad blood.

The air fills with tension so thick I find it hard to breathe.

“My bro just wants to see his kid, Rake,” Pill says, putting his hand on Wade’s shoulder. “Not asking too much, I don’t think.”

“So you told him I was here then,” I say to Pill. “What, you were gossiping about Rake’s woman to your brother and he pieced together that it was me?” I look to Wade. “Stop with all the bullshit. What do you really want? You don’t care about my daughter. Do you even know her name!?”

“Looks like someone doesn’t know her place,” Pill snaps, looking as if he wants to come at me.

“Even look in my woman’s direction and I will f*ckin’ end you,” Rake says to Pill, in a deceptively calm tone. “Trust me, you don’t want to f*ck with me.”

“Club comes first,” Pill says, but takes a step back. “You want to start shit with the Channon chapter? What, a civil war? Over this bullshit?”

Rake smirks, his eyes narrowed in anger. “You prospected here Pill, but you have no f*ckin’ clue about me or my brothers. Bailey is my old lady, and your brother has shit to do with the MC. No one will take your side in this. No one. I will f*ckin’ call Zach right now, see what he thinks. No one is going near Angel. She’s mine. I claim her. Don’t even think of her as your blood, because she has nothing of you in her. She’s all ours.”

“Zach doesn’t speak for all the men,” Pill says, lifting up his chin.

Arrow looks at Rake. “Your call, brother.”

Rake looks down at me, then back up at Wade. “Leave, go back to Channon. You’re not seeing my daughter. This is the last time I will warn you about this. Let it go, or no one will be able to save you. I don’t give a f*ck who your brother is.”

“I’ll get a lawyer then,” Wade says, fists clenching. “You can’t beat the justice system with your threats. Say what you will, but I am her father, something a simple DNA test will prove.”

“Why now?” I ask him, steel lacing my tone. “You didn’t give a shit about her for the past six years, so why now?”

“I don’t need to explain anything,” he says arrogantly. “She’s my blood, end of story.”

Such a dickhead.

How did I ever sleep with this man?

“Can’t get a lawyer if you’re f*ckin’ dead,” Arrow says casually, nodding his head like he thinks it’s a good idea.

Jesus.

“What do you want?” Rake asks him, looking him straight in the eye. “Cut to the f*ckin’ chase.”

Wade looks down then up again. “I want a hundred thousand.”

So that’s why he’s here? For money? I didn’t think my opinion of him could get any lower, but he’s proved me wrong. Wow. So he’s threatening to try to take Cara if we don’t give him a hundred thousand dollars? I shake my head, unable to believe the audacity of the worthless man standing in front of me.

“And how do we know you won’t be back again? You’re clearly a shit cunt, so your word won’t mean shit,” Arrow snarls, shifting on his feet, as if trying to stop himself from losing control.

“He won’t ask for anything else,” Pill says.

He obviously knew his brother wanted money.

And is supporting it.

Fuck.

Yeah, Faye was right about that one.





THIRTY-TWO




THE men all have a meeting.

The women and the kids are sitting outside; Rake said he wanted everyone together until they knew how they were going to handle this situation. I don’t know what to think. Giving Wade money was only going to solve the problem for now, and a hundred grand was a huge amount. According to Anna, the MC had a shitload of money, but that wasn’t the point. I couldn’t ask Rake to pay that no matter how much money he had.

“Don’t stress, honey,” Faye says to me, placing her hand on the inside of my arm. “They’ll handle it.”

“I don’t want to start shit,” I tell Faye, puffing out a breath. “But I don’t want Wade to win either. So I don’t know how to make both of those things happen.”

I watch Cara and Clover playing on the grass with some Superman and Batman toys. Cara laughs, the sound settling in my soul.

I’d do anything to protect her.

Anything.

In a way I feel guilty, because it was my bad judgment that gave her such a father.