Shadow’s Heart (Devil’s Inferno MC #3)

Chapter Two

Blaze

F uck. Shit. Motherfucker. This cannot be fucking happening. That’s not a goddamn phone call I ever wanted or expected to receive. Glancing into my bike’s mirrors, I can see Shadow and Blade behind me. I know I need to get them both to Devil’s Ink as fast as possible. Sera needs her Ol’ Man more than anything right now, and Shadow needs to be informed about Wreck.

As much as I want to pull over and tell them both what’s happened, I can’t. Neither of them will be in the right headspace to ride if they learn about the attack now. They’ll both be fucking worried about the people they care about most. Not like I’d blame them for that; I’m struggling to deal with what I’ve learned myself. The difference between me and them though is that I’ve had a hell of a lot more years on this earth and can compartmentalize really fucking well. It’s not the first time I’ve had to push something to the back of my mind to stay levelheaded, and I’m pretty sure it’s not going to be the last time either.

This is going to fucking suck. Blade will be okay once he has Sera in his arms. The person who means most to him in the world might be a little shaken up by the events she’s just been through, but she’s safe and sound. Shadow doesn’t have that waiting for him. His best friend, the person who means most to him, is gone. Taken. God, he’s going to fucking lose it when he finds out.

My youngest son’s friendship with Wreck is something else. From the moment they met, they became fast friends. Like no joke, they met and just clicked. I’ve only seen a friendship form like that once before, when Wrath met Flame, but fuck they were kids. Kids make friends so easily; Shadow and Wreck were adults. Normally it takes a lot longer for a friendship like theirs to form, but that wasn’t the case with them; it was instant. They’re closer than Shadow is to his own twin. Up until earlier this year, they hadn’t spent a day apart since the day they met at eighteen. That changed when Wreck’s younger brother, Dre, just up and vanished one day. Wreck spent six months following every lead he could find, no matter how small, to try and track him down. After six months, he’d exhausted every lead and finally came home, and it couldn’t have been better timing with the shit that was going down around here at the time.

Wreck arrived home at just the right time, if I’m being honest. Back then we were dealing with Claire, who happens to be my grandson’s mother, trying to kill both my sons, Wrath and Shadow, as well as Wrath’s now husband and childhood best friend Flame. Yeah, that was certainly one fucked-up situation.

Thinking about it, since Wreck received the news about Dre, it’s been one thing after another for us as a club. We had the issues with Claire, including finding out about Cam; the son Wrath had no idea existed; her fucking Uncle, the now former police chief, attacking The Clubhouse, nearly killing one of our Prospects in the process; then Sera arriving. The daughter I didn’t know about, who had not only grown up in hell because of her fucking mother, and that’s a term I use very fucking lightly where that woman is concerned, but also she had a disgusting mobster on her tail because that same so-called mother thought it was okay to sell my daughter to him. Was it too fucking much to think we’d have a break now all that had been dealt with?

Obviously it was because now we’ve got Devil’s Ink being attacked by a large group of men and Wreck being fucking abducted. What the actual fuck is wrong with our luck this year? Like seriously. What’s going to be next? God, I don’t even want to think about it. We need to get through this crisis first.

I don’t envy Wrath when we arrive at Devil’s Ink. As the current President of Devil’s Inferno, a role he took over for me during a health crisis, he’s going to have to inform Shadow about what has happened. Personally, I don’t think I’d have been able to do it if I was still in his shoes. Family means everything to us, and we hate when one of us is hurting. I have no illusions that Shadow is going to be devastated when he learns Wreck has been kidnapped. I just hope we can find him fast and still in one piece. If we don’t, yeah, I’m not even going to go there in my mind because I don’t want to imagine what will happen to my son if we don’t find Wreck.

Coming off the back roads leading into Devil’s Point, instead of heading towards The Compound, I turn and head towards town. I know they’ll both follow me; they’re well aware of how I work and know that I wouldn’t be making a detour for no reason. I just really fucking hope there’s some good news by the time we arrive at Devil’s Ink.