Zero and Beauty's Breath (A Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club Series Book 3 - 4) novel Chapter 70

A haunted man with a cursed soul is worse than a man with a dead one.

I recall that saying, remember it written in permanent marker on a train station wall.

It was the first and only time I ever ran away from home. I was thirteen, and my dad and Thorn got into a fight that turned bad for the both of them.

I tried to stop it. Thorn’s fist got in the way of that.

Not sure why I ran away up until this day.

But that darn saying, can’t get it out of my mind.

My brother is a cursed soul, Beauty warned me. The signs, everything about this warned me.

I WARNED MYSELF.

I chose to ignore it.

He's my brother.

My brother, the one responsible for the death of my baby. NO, NO.

He went after my pregnant woman, knowing that was my unborn kid in her stomach.

I was so worried about Beauty killing him that I forgot she was the one with a bounty on her head.

I judged her for wanting to kill my brother, watched her so closely that I forgot that I should be protecting her.

She was the one getting hunted.

"How the fuck did I not see it," I scream as I am pushed to the side of the hospitals wall.

Bull has his big body close to mine, blocking me from prying eyes. Brother is all up in my face.

But fuck it, shit luck, nothing. I can’t live with this pain.

There is this black thick shadow that is sitting inside my chest right now.

"He's your brother man, you’d be just as fucked up if you did," Bull says trying to subdue me.

Funny thing about that is I don’t think anybody is going to get me to cool the fuck down.

The hospital was seconds from knocking me the fuck out.

The waiting room was a fuck show, the women crying and swearing. While the club brothers plotting, planning because that is all they know.

And there I was, just sitting and waiting for the doctor to give me some sign of anything.

I didn’t like what I was seeing when they rushed my woman away so fast.

The nurses shouting as the doctors were all fiddling with, talking so fast, demanding they get an IV line, and some CT scans. I’m sure I heard one of them say the baby is in distress.

I have never felt fucking helpless in my life besides right now. For all my badges, for all those fucking missions, and for everything that makes me Zero, means fuck all in the grand scheme of life.

Killer didn’t feel the same, he was hopeful in his own detached way. He mentioned a week back that his mama will be glad when he told her he was going to be a godfather.

Guess that is why he is in the room with Beauty. Why she only wants to see him. Maybe I didn’t tell her enough that I was fucking thrilled I was going to be a dad.

I definitely shouldn’t have forgotten that she had an enemy because I loved her enemy.

But all that regret means nothing right now.

I took an oath to protect and serve my country until the day I can’t. When I was just a boy I took another oath to love, serve, protect, guide and enforce the law as a Satan Sniper until the day I die. And the day I was born as Thorns brother was the day I swore to break any oath, all promises and forgive all his mistakes for now and forever, no matter what.

I have failed a lot in my life and I have always considered myself an honourable man. Today I don’t. My brother made a mistake I can’t forgive.

I will have to enforce the law.

But how do I kill my own brother?

The sad thing is as I stand here knowing that my woman is experiencing the same horror she has lived before while another man holds her hand, I can’t kill my brother.

He saved my life more times than I can count.