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I’m going to kill him, then bury him in the yard and ensure Felix pisses on his grave.

“Uh, brother, I’d step back if I –”

Whoever was speaking cuts off their own words as I swing a punch at my husband who quickly ducks, just missing being hit and Doc catches me around the waist. I nearly fall and he holds me back when I try to attack my husband whose eyes are wide.

“Let go of me, I’m going to kill him and bury him in the yard!” I shout, and someone mutters, “I didn’t hear anything.”

“He messed with her birth control, Chief,” I hear as I struggle against Doc, who grunts, “Scottie your wound.”

“Well, that would explain it,” I hear before the man grunts, “Thunder has a habit of being an idiot.”

“Treasure, you are tearing your wound even more, and you need to think about the baby,” Bradley snaps and I narrow my eyes as I pause and it’s only then that I notice the throbbing pain in my side and I take a few deep breaths to hide my wince.

“Doc,” I state coldly, and he clears his throat and asks, “Yeah?”

“Thunder is not to enter my exam room,” I snap, and Bradley glares at me using his road name, but I don’t care. “He also is to stay here until I say so!”

“Fuck, I like her, she’s hitting him where it hurts most,” I hear and Doc winces then agrees, “Alright, but I need to do a full check, you know you are still at high risk because of your concussion.”

“Fine!” I snap before I turn to the door and see a man in uniform, and I state, “I want her locked up, not killed!” and the man nods, a smirk lacing his lips and I shove Doc away. I glare at Bradley then I storm past him and he isn’t stupid enough to grab me.

“Stupid, biker, controlling alpha hole who needs a big smack across his head,” I mutter as I walk out of the common room and towards Doc and Tank's medical room that they showed me around, trying to ignore the blood dripping down my side, “Just you wait Bradley, I know the Untamed and you are going to regret this!”

Laughter echoes, people obviously hearing me and Bradley groans, “Fuck, she’s going to make sure Demon shits in my boots, isn’t she?”

“Yes, yes I am,” I mutter as I walk into the medical room and grab the saline ready for Doc and I begin to plan my revenge.

Don’t get me wrong, yes, I want Bradley’s babies, I want loads of them if my body will allow me because that man is my present, future and ending. But not like this, not straight after adopting Sammie and now Bradley will pay and Felix will become his main torment!

Chapter 30

Thunder – Three Days Later

I slowly lick my bottom lip as I eye the club's gate before I look down at my old dirt bike, which I’m currently straddling.

Three days, and my wife had all but shut me out, given me no communication, even where Sammie is concerned. Instead, she’ll go through Sammie, who winces every time he has to tell me something.

Should a now seven-year-old as of yesterday know his aunt is pissed and that she isn’t talking to me? No, not really, but he’s also very bright and knew something wasn’t right when he went to the medical room to check on his aunt and found me sitting outside the door.

I admitted I messed up and that his auntie is pregnant, which was all my fault. Instead of acting confused, the little terror laughed. Just like he’s laughed every time Demon has shat in my shoes, on the guest bedding that I use at the moment or even been thrown into the shower with me where he clawed the shit outta me.

My wife is still very much pissed, especially after Doc confirmed she is indeed nine weeks pregnant, but I have had enough.

The nights are long and cold and the days are silent, and I need my wife. So, I’m doing something that will piss her off enough to have to talk to me, something I promised the club I wouldn’t do.

“Oh, fuck no, hell no, get off that fucking bike right now!” I hear Ace snap while a female laughs, I know that is probably his wife, Molly.

“At least he isn’t using his Harley,” Molly giggles, and Ace growls, “Don’t fucking encourage him! We’ve been through this before, I won’t do it again!”

“She won’t talk to me, brother,” I say as I stare at the gate while the prospect in the hut watches me closely.

“Because you fucked with her birth control to try and get her to move in with you!” Ace snaps, “But this, it isn’t okay, Thunder, and you know it! She deserves time to be angry.”

“And I’m too selfish to allow her time,” I grunt, and I quickly start the bike and rev it, causing Ace to shout, “Jim, open the fucking gate!” and I spin, then speed off towards the metal gate that is slowly opening.

“Fuck!” I hear Ace shout, along with Molly’s, “Thunder!” and my front wheel gets trapped in the gate's bar, and I fly over the handlebars, and I brace myself.

Fuck this is going to hurt…