Wild Like the Wind (Chaos #5)(131)

“We’d lost Black!” Arlo yelled. “We’d lost Chew. Crank had fucked us all. I was tryin’ to keep our Club together!”

“And now you’re learnin’ a valuable lesson we all already knew and you shouldn’t have needed to learn,” Tack said. “Problem with that is you’re not the only one who might suffer the consequences.”

“There was good in him,” Arlo shot at Tack.

“Maybe you’re right,” Tack shot back. “And now we all gotta hope there’s still some of that left and we gotta hope that because of you.”

“I fucked up, is that what you wanna hear?” Arlo asked. “It is or it isn’t, it doesn’t matter. I fucked up. You think I haven’t been livin’ with that for a long fuckin’ time? Shit, I’m glad it’s out. I fucked up. Now we all deal. As brothers.”

“Jesus, that’s a fuckin’ joke,” Dog muttered.

“No it’s not,” Rush stated. “It’s the god’s honest truth. We’re brothers when it’s all good and we’re brothers when it’s in the shitter, and we’re brothers when we fuck up or we’re not brothers at all.”

All the men looked to Rush.

Rush shook his head, mumbled, “Jesus, now I need more tequila,’ then moved back to the bar.

It took some of the men more time than others but eventually they all disbursed.

Except Hound who stood there staring at Arlo.

“I fucked up, brother,” Arlo told him quietly. “I laid you out. I thought Chew would hear you delivered justice for Black, he’d know we were on the right path. But it didn’t go that way so in the end, I fucked up and laid you out.”

“You finally on board with where we’re heading?” Hound asked.

“Yeah, man. Yeah. Have been since after Cherry …” Arlo jerked up his chin. “Absolutely. Have been for years.”

So that night wasn’t about Hound moving in on Keely.

It was about Arlo letting out the rage that started building from the shame he felt now that they knew Chew was back.

He’d take that from him.

Because he was his brother.

“Then we’re good,” he decreed.

“I’ll stand the gauntlet, the men put me in the circle,” Arlo said.

“You’ll want that. It clears the head, cleans the soul.”

Arlo nodded and muttered, “Just, on your go, lay off that fuckin’ left hook.”

He was so into the discussion, he didn’t sense her until he saw Arlo’s attention shift beyond him and he felt her hand on his back.

He turned.

And there she was.

Keely.

Standing close to him at the Compound, the heart of Chaos, her hair running in shining sheets down either side of her face, her choker around her neck, looking up in his eyes.

Keely, his old lady.

Right there.

Oh yeah.

He would have taken a beating from all of them, both hands behind his back, for that moment right there.

She lifted a hand and gently prodded the cut in his eyebrow with her thumb, her gaze on it, then lifted her other hand and did the same with the cut on his lip.

“They opened you up,” she whispered.

“Babe,” he called.

She looked again into his eyes.

“Kiss me,” he ordered.

That was when she stared into his eyes.

He watched her eyes smile.

Then she moved into his arms and rolled up on her toes.

Hound bent his head.

And right there, at the Compound, standing in the heart of Chaos, Keely looking beautiful, being beautiful, now all his, kissed him.

And it was then, for the first time in his life, Shepherd “Hound” Ironside had everything he ever wanted.



The Present and The Future

“That, right there, is selfless and unrelenting,” Rush said.

Tack tore his eyes off Keely Black in the arms of Hound Ironside and looked at his son.

“It’s everything you’ve ever fought for, Dad,” Rush went on when he got Tack’s attention.

“He’s right,” Tyra murmured, pushing in under his arm at his other side.

Even as he curved the arm she was burrowing under around her, Tack looked down at his woman. “I’m seriously fuckin’ pissed at you.”

She wrapped both her arms around her man’s middle and turned her gaze to Rush. “He’ll get over it.”

“Yeah,” Rush agreed. “Selfless and unrelenting.”

“What?” she asked.

Kane “Tack” Allen and Cole “Rush” Allen locked eyes.

Then they spoke the same word at the same time.

“Nothing.”





Hallmark Moment Hound

Hound felt her wet heat close around him as he watched his cock sink into Keely when she bore down on him.

After she’d taken all of him, he lifted his gaze to hers and watched her bend over him, her tits hitting his chest, her hands sliding up his neck, over his ears, into his hair.

She stared in his eyes as they lay connected in his bed in the Compound.

“You gonna ride me or you just gonna stare at me?” he prompted when she didn’t move for a long time.