The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage) novel Chapter 102

Rebel POV.

I stayed for a while with my family; we laughed and joked like how it should have been. I can’t keep living in the past if I want to move forward. After a while, RJ began to feel pain and so he had his pain meds and fell asleep. I told mom and dad to go home, that I had put one of the girls at the door. Mom didn’t want to leave her baby boy, but we convinced her that he will be safe. Which he will be. I trust my girls. They will deal with any threat that may come his way.

I rode back to Dante’s penthouse and walked inside. I rubbed the back of my neck as exhaustion took over. The penthouse is quiet, too quiet. Something doesn’t feel right.

I reach for my gun and draw it out; I walk silently through the dark penthouse, my head on the swivel. I check every room and even the windows and doors. I head towards the bedroom and open the door. I smile, seeing both Dante and Dylan asleep sitting up in the bed with the TV on.

I holster my gun and begin to strip down. I will get a shower in the morning. Right now, I need to sleep. All this bullshit drama with Luna has wiped me out. I climb up onto the bed in between them both. I snuggle down as arms wrap around me. I sigh contently as my eyes close.

I wake up to a noise coming from the hallway. I look around and see Dante and Dylan are both still sleeping. I climb out of bed and listen. I hear another creak. Someone is here. I grab the gun again and look around the corner, but nothing. I make my way down the hall. Raise the gun.

“Jesus fuck, Rebel.” I just smile as I turn the safety back on the gun and stand there looking at her.

“Mind telling me what you are doing creeping around here, Alessa?” I ask her when Ivar walks out from the kitchen with two mugs.

“Rebel, it’s always so nice to see you. But could you possibly please put some damn clothes on?” I look down and realise I’m in my panties and bra.

“Thought you would be used to it by now.” I say with a chuckle as Ivar looks everywhere but at me.

“Rebel, may I remind you he is my husband, go and get dressed and I suggest you wake up those two. Jesus, how do you sleep next to them? It sounded like you were sleeping with tractors.” Alessa says with a chuckle while bringing her mug to her lips. I mock salute her.

“Yes, mom.” I turn and walk away as she laughs. I enter the bedroom and throw on a shirt and Dante’s sweatpants. I walk to the bed and shake Dylan.

“Wake up, we have got company.” I say to him and I do the same with Dante. They both look at me and blink before they rub their eyes.

“What time is it, and who is it?” I grab the phone from the bedside and press the power button.

“Six am and Alessa and Ivar.” I say and they both get out of bed. Dylan kisses me, and Dante does the same.

“How’s RJ?” Dylan asks and I smile.

“He will live. We had a good talk last night. He told me some things that I’m not happy about, but I will debrief everyone soon. Come on. Alessa and Ivar are both waiting.” I say as I walk out of the room and make my way back down the corridor to the living room to find three more mugs. I look at Ivar and he nods, giving me a wink.

“Well, RJ told me some disturbing shit last night about Luna. She is more unstable than I originally thought. I thought it was just simply jealousy, but from what he told me. That girl is downright evil. She is cunning. She plays at being an airhead barbie, but she isn’t.” So I tell them what RJ told me last night and I can see a mixture of emotions from each of them. Rage being the most prominent.

“That sly little bitch, I’m sorry you went through all of this Rebel. This goes beyond jealousy. She is a loose cannon. I know you want to bring her back here and get her into a unit, but I don’t see her making any changes. If she doesn’t, then she needs to be put down.” Alessa says to me and I know she does, but I have to try. I need to be the bigger person.

“No, I need to do what is right for her. She needs help. Alessa, even after everything she has done to me and my family, she is still my little sister. Let me try and get her help. If that fails …” I look down. If it fails, then I have failed her.

“She will be dealt with.” Alessa says and I sigh loudly, but nod my head. This will destroy everyone. If she is to die, then it would have to be by my hand. This is so hard.

I know the Luna I loved is still in there somewhere. Can she be saved? Or will she continue on with this ridiculous revenge path? How many more need to die before she is satisfied?

I know the answer to that.

Just one.

Me.