Dillon: A Wings of Diablo MC Novel by Lake, B. (rosie project txt) 📕

"That shit isn’t going to be a cake walk, starting a club from scratch is going to be fucking hard." I say.

"I know it, but I figure if I had a few original members that could show me the ropes."

I smile immediately, Ink is a smart motherfucker. "You think you going to get Prime and Ryder out of retirement?"

"They’ll come out to make sure the patch is respected. Once I get on my feet then they can leave if they want."

"Smirk. Just makes us stronger." Mack says looking to Clean.

"You need this brother?" Clean looks to Ink making sure that this is the right thing.

"Yeah man. I wish I fucking didn’t, but I need this."

"If this is the only way to keep you in our family then I vote yea."

I quickly vote yea along with Mack. Pope is still in the room though he doesn’t have a place at the table, he votes yea as well.

Ink puts his head down as if he is ashamed, "Thank you, I knew I would be able to depend on you guys."

I reach over and put a hand on his shoulder, "You do what you have to do. No matter the road you’re always going to have your brothers."

"Did you have anywhere specific in mind?" Clean asks.

"Key West, I feel like I need a bit of a vacation." Ink replies.

Clean chuckles before he stands up. "Any more of you motherfuckers got anything else to say or can we get this damn wedding on the way? I’m ready to party." Clean looks around. When no one says anything, he declares church closed.

I hop out of my chair and we all leave out of the back room. People are already out in the back fieldwhere Keeley wants to have the ceremony. Now that a plan has been set it’s time that we all start on the paths we are meant to be on.

Dillon

Of course, I’m running late. The girls have already knocked on my room door several times. I look around the room, the one that I'd started out my time as a Wing in. The room where I’d learned the ropes, my first real home and realize this may be the last time that I would be able to call it home again.

Pope rushes to get his book and take his place at the head of the aisle. As the chaplain of our group and a former bonafide man of the cloth it would make sense that he would officiate the renewal. I dart to the bathroom for a quick second just to make sure that I’m looking my best for my woman. When I come out Brendan is standing in the hall waiting for me. His face is set in a blistering scowl and he pats an envelope against his thigh.

"Brendan?" I say as I move closer to him. "Everything ok?"

"Yeah, I mean I think so I just … fuck man I don’t know. I think I overstepped."

"What the fuck are you talking about? Overstepped how?" I can feel my face start to heat up. Whatever he had to say had something to do with that envelope.

"I know you didn’t ask me to, and I probably shouldn’t have done it, but I know if it were me that I would want to know for sure. I didn’t look at it and I haven’t told anyone else, but …" He holds the envelope out to me, "I had a DNA test ran on MC."

My brain shatters, and the envelope suddenly feels like a red hot frying pan on my fingertips. I drop the small envelope on the floor instantly.

"What the fuck! Who the fuck told you to do that shit?" I rush him and grab Brendan around the collar pushing him against the wall behind him. He immediately puts his hands up and looks down. Ashamed of what he’d done.

"I’m sorry Wire. I thought you might want to know. I thought maybe Keeley would want to know."

"If we did that is something that we would have fucking asked for. You don’t just take that shit upon yourself." I let him go and take a step back.

"I’m sorry. You don’t have to look at it. No one knows."

"Fuck out of here." I turn my back to him, fucking disgusted that he would do some shit like that and I hear him walk away. After a few moments, I manage to calm down. I know he had meant well, but this is fucked up. I bend down and gather up the envelope and shove it in my inside pocket. Everything inside of me wants to just light it on fire, but there is a small voice in my head that says I should open it.

"Wire, what the fuck man, you taking a shit?" Clean calls out.

"Shut the fuck up, I’m coming." I say as I make my way with him out to the back field. The girls really went all out for this. It’s not as big as our first one, but it’s just lavish enough to make Keeley happy.

I basically run to the end of the aisle and the second I get settled Siren starts singing. Her voice is angelic to say the least. First Lily comes out with a crown of flowers in her hair and a pretty princess gown on. She throws flower petals on the ground and stands next to Angel when she gets to the end of the aisle. Then after a heartbeat Keeley comes out with an ankle-length off-white dress, her long hair is curled beautifully and flowing to the side. Her father on one arm and MC clutched in the other.

I feel like the luckiest motherfucker in the world to be getting a second chance with her. Her smile is so bright as she keeps her gold eyes glued to mine. Is it possible that she has gotten sexier in the last two minutes, because I just want this shit to be over