The Phoenix Knights MC: Strength of Love (Rebecca Waters) novel Chapter 133

Katie and Kenneth’s (Wolf)-Chapter 3

Kenneth’s (Wolf) POV-

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Life here with the Phoenix Knights has been incredible. I am so thankful to Mr Robinson for getting me a place here. I worked from prospect to enforcer. Prez made me an enforcer a few years back.. He has me training tactical maneuvers to the rest of the club. It helped me settle in more.

I have become close to Devil, he is a train wreck like me. Just for different reasons. He is a train wreck because he screwed up badly with the woman he loves. I am a train wreck because of what happened on my last deployment. It broke me. Devil has stopped me a few times from eating my own gun. He is my brother, not by blood, but by bond. I don’t know where I would be without him.

I shook my head at the Devil’s piss–poor attempt at pocketing a ball on the pool table. “You really need to ease up on the drinking,” I said to Devil.

“It’s my night off, so fuck it. Not like I have anything to go home to, like Carnage does,” Devil shrugged, as he took a swig of his beer and I moved to take my shot on the pool table.

“You seem to forget, not all of us have what Carnage has. I don’t, hell even Prez don’t,” I reminded him.

Before he could say anything in response, we could hear the sounds of things being thrown about and crashing into the walls. It was coming from Prez’s office. It’s not the first time it’s happened. When it stopped, Carnage came running out. “All hands on deck. Devil sober up, you are supporting Queenie in ensuring our land and clubhouse are protected. Wolf, Crusher, Atom, I need you three to go and grab another ten guys and Doc. Tell him to bring a med kit. Load up and get ready to move,” Carnage’s baritone voice boomed.

We nodded and moved. I heard Devil ask, “Carnage, what is going on?”

“It’s an evolving situation. All we know is that Katie, Prez’s little sister, is in danger. We need to get to her now,” Carnage responded.

Wait, Katie. The beautiful young lady I danced with at Queenie and Carnage’s wedding. She has haunted my dreams every night since then. She is in danger. I was so disappointed when I found out she was getting married. But she is Prez’s sister, and I wasn’t going to try anything out of respect for Prez. Why isn’t her husband protecting her? Is he incapacitated, or is he the danger to her? Fuck, has he been abusing her?

Within minutes, a team of twenty men was assembled, armed and ready for whatever danger Katie was in. Queenie came out of Prez’s office with Prez. She had one hand on her back and one hand on her swollen belly. She is perhaps one of the scariest people in this room. She is even worse

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when she is pregnant.

During her first pregnancy, there was a baby shower and a gender reveal party going on, when a club that started a war with us burst through our gate. They were subdued quickly. Queenie made sure of that. In a sniper’s nest while seven months pregnant. When she came down, and they saw she was heavily pregnant, I don’t think I have ever seen such pure embarrassment on an enemy’s face. They were forced to surrender by a pregnant woman wielding a CheyTac M200 Intervention.

She is one badass female treasurer.

“CB, I need your help,” Queenie said.

CB nodded and stood to follow her. Carnage marched towards her, dropped to his knees in front of her and kissed her bump. It is moments like that, that make me jealous of what they have, of what I could never have. He stood up and captured her lips in a passionate kiss. “Kiss our son for me. Make sure you drink plenty and try to get some rest. I love you, my queen. I love our beautiful

children too,” he said to her.

“I will. We love you too. You make sure you come back to us. And bring Katie home safely,” she said

to him.

“We will,” he smiled, giving her a final kiss.

Prez said something which I didn’t catch, but the moment everyone started moving, I moved. We

jumped on our bikes, as Prez said, “We are meeting my sister at a diner, two hours away.”

The moment we started moving, Crusher asked, “What danger is Katie in?”

“Her bastard of a husband has been beating her. I don’t know anymore than that. We will find out

more when we get to the diner,” Prez responded.

A growl slipped from my lips before I could stop it. I was furious. How fucking long had her

husband been beating her? Why didn’t she ask for help sooner? Fuck!

“Break every speed limit between here and that diner. Something tells me her husband will try to

find her as soon as he knows she has gone,” I said.

“What are you thinking, Wolf?” Prez asked.

“If this has been going on a while, and she has tried to leave before, he must be tracking her

somehow,” I replied.

Prez nodded, “She didn’t take her car, her credit cards, or her phone, so that makes sense. We will have to check for any other type of tracking device she might have.”

Two hours passed, when Queenie called Carnage, who patched us all in thanks to the communication equipment we had in our helmets, “Katie is at the diner. She is scared. She said

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she understood why it took so long for me to come forward about my abuse when I was a kid. So,

Mike, go easy on her. And, make sure I am there on speaker. Anything she can tell you then and

here, will give me and CB a base point to start our research.”

“My queen, you need to be resting,” Carnage responded.

“I am resting on the couch, my feet are up, and your son is already trying to beat the crap out of my

bladder for the third time since you left to get Katie. He wants to come back up his dad and

protect our family, and he hasn’t been born yet. So, pipe down on me resting, when my insides are

being used as a boxing ring,” Queenie chewed him out, which made the rest of us chuckle.

Oh, and then she turned on us. “I heard that, just remember I can make all your lives very difficult”

“You’re going to be in a world of trouble later, my queen,” Carnage growled.

“Bring it, husband,” she sassed him.

Carnage growled again, he really loves it when she is sassy, and it is obvious that she loves to give him that attitude. I have given up counting the number of times he has carried her from the room

because of her sassing him.

“We are here. Queenie, Carnage will keep you on speaker. Just mute yourself and listen,” Prez said.

“Sure thing, Mike,” Queenie said.

That is the only time that Queenie will ever call Prez by his name, when she is talking to him directly. Otherwise, she calls him Prez. We parked our bikes outside the diner. Prez ordered Crusher and a couple of the newer guys to stay outside with the bikes. Then we headed inside. Prez and Carnage were the first through the door, the sound of a bell chiming overhead. Prez and Carnage were looking in the opposite direction to this hooded woman with her long chocolate brown hair hanging loosely, flowing down over her chest. That has to be Katie. The same feeling I had when I saw her at Carnage and Queenie’s wedding, hit me like a freight train. The pull, the need to claim, was strong then but, fuck, it’s even stronger now.

The figure looked up towards us, and a sob left her lip. Prez’s head snapped in her direction. “Katie,

he said.

She looked up with tears streaming down her face. My blood boiled with rage, the moment I saw the bruises that littered her face, all in varying degrees of healing. Prez rushed towards her, as he said, “Katie, oh god, little sister.”

She stood up, and he pulled her into his arms gently. She sobbed into his chest. “Shh, I am here now, Katie. You are coming home with me, you are going to be safe, I promise,” Prez whispered. How the fuck is he being so calm? I want to go outside and smash something to fucking pieces.

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As she and Prez separated and moved to sit down, I saw the rings on her finger. Still sitting there. I stepped closer to Carnage, my eyes fixed on the rings. There was something odd about them,

damn near impossible to see. I just kept staring at them. “Mike, I am sorry I didn’t tell you sooner,”

she whispered.

“It’s okay, Katie. I can see what you have been through. Why now?” he asked.

“Naive me, learned Spanish so that I could impress him so he would stop hurting me, but then I learned the lies he told me. The lies I never knew about because he always spoke them in Spanish.

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