“Woowoo?” Belladonna repeated, amused.
“It’s what Axel called Aurora-Victoria’s powers. She’s here somewhere,” Phoe said, craning her neck.
“The Aurora-Victoria? The prophet?” Nun looked around too.
“I don’t think Aurora-Victoria thinks of herself as a prophet, but yeah, most of her visions have come true. There’s Klutz over there; Aurora-Victoria won’t be far from him.”
“Have you witnessed her having a vision?” Poker asked curiously.
“Yes, and they’re extreme. Sometimes Aurora-Victoria gets flashes, other times she gets seriously detailed ones,” Silvie explained.
“Yeah, I do. Hey guys, what’s up?” A beautiful woman approached. She gazed at us, lingering on me, Belladonna, and Poker.
“Like recognises like,” Poker muttered, and Aurora-Victoria grinned.
“Nice to put names to faces. The Harlots are in for one hell of a ride. Has anyone seen Casey or Mac? I’ve got something for Blue,” Aurora-Victoria said.
“Yeah, Mac’s by the bar. Casey isn’t here yet,” Silvie replied.
“Thanks. Catch you in a bit.” Aurora-Victoria waggled her fingers and began walking off.
“Hey, wait. What did you mean?” Poker called.
Aurora-Victoria turned and grinned. “The future is always in motion, but sometimes outcomes are set in stone. The Royal Harlots can expect a lot of excitement. And no spoilers either!”
With that, she disappeared into the crowd.
“Annoying, isn’t she?” Phoe complained, but there was fondness in her voice.
“Yeah,” Nun agreed and glanced around. “Anyone single here?”
“Not from Rage but those guys…” Phoe pointed to a group of bikers. When I looked closer, I saw they wore different cuts. “They’re from Hellfire MC. Several of the prospects are single.”
Nun smirked and stalked away, sashaying her hips as she got close. Some of the Hellfire prospects grinned in welcome.
“She’s such a slut,” Poker muttered, and I couldn’t agree more.
Drake
I felt it, eyes watching us as we drank, ate and had fun. The club seemed relieved to see me back and acting as president. I’d briefed them when we returned from Portsmouth, although there’d been a great deal of disbelief, they’d accepted the explanation. We’d all witnessed Aurora-Victoria’s visions and knew powers existed.
Everyone was alert, but nobody had any clue who the culprit was. We’d tossed ideas around, but who was behind this remained out of reach.
A wave of anger rushed over me, and I ground my teeth. That didn’t belong to me, and I pushed it back. A hand rested on my shoulder, and Belladonna nodded at me as she cut Judas off at the knees.
“He’s going to make a rash move. Judas is furious,” she murmured.
I agreed. That was the result we wanted. Something that would trip this little fucker up. Then he’d pay for everything he’d done.
Chapter Five.
Phoe
“Where are we going?” I inquired as I climbed into the passenger seat of Drake’s F10 Ford pickup.
“The Royal harlots wanted to see Merritt; they’re curious what Inglorious is doing with it,” Drake replied.
“Are they riding with us?” I craned my neck.
