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Smith and Storm’s faces are somber and I’d guess that if anyone could understand how I’m feeling right now, it’s them since they are the only members who actually have kids.

“Fuck, I’m sorry, brother,” Storm says, reaching over and slapping my back. I nod, resisting the urge to shake him off.

“What was this other doctor there for?” Blaze asks. He has this uncanny ability to pick up the details everyone else overlooks at first.

“The doctor knocked Kady out and when she came to, Biche told her that he’d made sure she could never give me anymore babies.”

There’s a beat of silence before they all speak at once, expressing their disbelief and outrage.

“What the fuck?”

“Jesus Christ.”

“Bastard.”

Blaze looks up at me from the table. “Is there any proof that the baby actually died?”

“No, but I don’t know how we’d find any either. Biche was holding a woman captive. He couldn’t exactly take the baby to real doctors,” I say and he nods in agreement.

“Do we think he killed it himself?” Streak asks and my head whips toward him.

“Thomas. Not it.”

He holds his hands up. “Right, sorry. Do we think he killed Thomas?”

“I don’t fucking know!” I roar, slamming my fists on the table. Why the fuck is he asking these questions that he knows I don’t know the answer to? Just to torment me?

“Hey, everyone, take a breath,” Blaze instructs before turning to me with sympathy on his face. “I’m so sorry, brother. I do have some idea what you’re going through and I wouldn’t wish it on anyone.”

I nod in acknowledgement but it’s the best I can give him right now.

“And what was this Smith was telling me about you leaving her?”

I shrug. “I don’t know what the hell I’m doing. One minute I want to find Biche and kill him as slowly and painfully as possible and the next I’m thinking Kady is better off without me in her life.”

“Dude,” Storm whispers, shaking his head.

“Well, enough of that shit,” Blaze snaps. “You were single minded as you hunted her down, she was the only thing that mattered to you so you’re not going to turn your back on her now. Not that I’m even sure you could. As for Biche, we will find a way to deal with this monster.”

I stand up and shove my chair back as I meet his eyes, unable to stand anymore of this conversation. “Good because if you don’t, I will. You can count on that.”

Chapter Fifteen

Kady

“Hey,” Noah says, walking out of the bedroom as he tucks his phone in his pocket. I glance up from my book. “Blaze just called and I guess they’re having an impromptu get together in a little bit. Do you want to go?”

Pursing my lips, I stare at him for a second before nodding. “Okay.”

I was never really a fan of the club in the past but Noah swears that they’ve changed and I’m not opposed to giving them a chance to prove that. They have been helpful with this whole Biche thing if Smith showing up here bright and early this morning to install cameras and motion sensors around the entire property are any indication of how things are now. If they are anything like Blaze described them all those years ago when Noah first joined, I would be proud to have them in my life but I need proof first.

“What time are we going to head over?”

He shrugs as he sinks into the couch next to me. “Blaze said he’s throwing the burgers on the grill in an hour but we can head over anytime.”

“Okay, do you want to go now then?”

“Whatever, Kady.”