Comp’s Chance (Reckless Omens MC)

Chapter 2

Two

COMP

“ U ncle Comp, can’t we stay a little longer? I was just about to whoop some major a…” Rome starts, but I cut him off with a look.

“Watch it, little man,” I say, raising a brow. It takes everything in me not to laugh my ass off when Rome and Rae talk shit like the brothers in the club.

“Sorry, but I really wanted to finish this quest,” Rome pouts. He’s come such a long way since coming to live here, and I’m proud as hell to be his godfather. But that also means making sure he grows up to be the best version of himself. I definitely don’t let him slack. I push him, as does everyone else in this club. He’s going to be a hell of a member one day.

“Sorry, little man, I have to do some work for a bit. Swift will kick my ass if I keep slacking off with you and your sister all day,” I tell him, rubbing the top of his head.

“Alright, but can I come back later?” he asks, setting down the controller and making his way to my office door.

“Do you really even have to ask?” I ask him, smiling. He smiles back before waving and heading out of the room.

I shake my head, smiling at the twins. They might be hell on wheels, but they both have hearts of gold. I was worried about showing my face around either of them. With the scars running up and down the whole right side, I knew they would yell and scream or run away in terror. But they did neither. They didn’t blink twice at my face and genuinely wanted to spend time around me, talking, gaming, and whatnot. That’s something even most adults won’t do because of my face.

I shake off the somber feeling and where those particular thoughts send me. I can ignore it most of the time, but then there are some days when I think maybe I should have succumbed to the pain. Maybe I shouldn’t have fought so hard to stay alive just to live with a face like this. To have to be alone for the rest of my life because no one wants to be stuck with someone with a face like this. Ah, well, nothing I can do about it now. I sit at my desk, ready to work on the information we’ve been looking for on the Devil's Cross MC, when I hear a commotion from the common room.

“Well, who the fuck is it?” Swift yells, and I can hear it all the way down the hall and into my office.

I look at my computer and then the door, knowing I probably need to go see what’s going on just in case they need me for something. You never know. I take a deep breath before rising out of my seat and heading down the hall. Grim comes out of his room as well, hearing the yelling and heading toward the common room. We make it there just as he hangs up the phone.

“What’s going on, Prez?” I ask, watching Halle and Loki come up from the basement, fixing their clothing as usual. I roll my eyes. I swear those two are like crazy, obsessed rabbits. They always have to find a place to sneak away to fuck at least twice a day.

“Someone’s at the gate insisting on talking to us. She won’t leave until she does,” Swift grumbles, looking at Piper, who just walked in with Izzy.

“Stay here with the kids. I don’t want to take any chances. This could be some shit to do with Devil’s Cross MC, and I don’t want you anywhere near it,” he says to them. They both nod, even though I can tell Piper wants to argue. “I’d say you need to stay here as well, but I’m guessing you won’t let that one pass, huh?” he asks Halle. She smiles that ever-terrifying smile before slowly shaking her head no.

After what went down with Loki getting kidnapped, Swift and Halle had a come-to-Jesus moment. He can’t have her running off half-cocked, especially against his orders. However, the situation was important to her, and it was about her man. Swift understood that, for Loki, she would do what needed to be done, whether or not anyone approved.

He would have done the same for Piper, and he respects her. But they also understand she needs to follow his lead, and he needs to give her a little more credibility. Halle needs to understand he has to think of the club first and foremost, and if she’s going to be a part of the team, she needs to follow that and respect it. After their meeting, they better understood each other, which was the best thing for everyone involved.

“Come on, let’s get out there before whoever is causing a mess takes it too far with the prospect,” Swift sighs, turning and making his way out of the compound. We all follow him, making our way up to the front gate. It doesn’t take us long before we hear the yelling.

“Look, lady, I can’t just let you in there. I have to wait for my Prez to get out here and clear you first,” the prospect guarding the front gates says in obvious frustration.

“Please, just let me in the damn gates,” a frightened feminine voice replies.

I can’t explain what happens when hearing this woman’s voice, but it’s like those words alone wake up something inside my body that I thought was long since drowned out. My whole being comes alive, and I try to peer around Swift to see if I can glimpse the owner of that voice.

“Who the fuck are you, and what are you doing yelling outside my compound?” Swift barks, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Please, I have my daughter in the backseat. Please let us in,” the woman begs, looking all around her, fear clearly painted all over her features.

“Who are you, and what are you looking for here, Darlin?” Hitter asks her. I want to growl at his endearment, but her next words have me seeing red.

“My name is Sunny Lex. I’m here for Loki. Please,” she says, her voice screaming desperation.

“What the fuck? Who the fuck is asking for my man? Linc, I swear to Christ, you better not have a kid out there I don’t know about,” Halle yells, getting riled and all up in Loki’s face. She might be tiny, but I sure as hell would not want to cross her. I thought Loki was my worst nightmare come to life, but Halle is the pure definition of fucking crazy.

“Pet. Calm the fuck down,” Loki says, raising his hands as Halle slowly makes her way closer to him.

“What do you need with Loki?” I ask, hiding the right side of my face.

“Milani sent me,” she says, and that has everyone stopping and looking at Loki as his face goes devoid of any color, and he sucks in a breath.

“Milani? What’s happened? What’s wrong with my sister?” Loki asks, rushing toward the gate. “Open the fucking gate. Get her in here,” Loki says, nearly climbing over the damn thing. Sunny sees his panicked eyes, and the worry etched across his face and quickly tries to reassure him while the gates open.

“She’s fine. It’s me who is in trouble. Milani told me to come here and ask for you. That you could help me,” she tells all of us. Swift looks at all of us for reassurance, and when he gets a head nod from each of us, he speaks up.

“What kind of trouble are you in, honey?” he asks softly. There is no way in hell any man in our club could turn down someone obviously in need. Especially a woman.

“Someone is trying to take my child from me,” she says, and we all go stock still, fury radiating off each one of us.