Malice's Possession(35)

“I think it would be good for the other women to have her around, especially since she has experienced what they have.” Rock was the one to speak.

Everyone glanced at him.

He shrugged. “What? I can’t put an insightful comment in here?” He grinned. “We probably could have thought this situation out better, no arguments there, but what’s done is done.” No one said anything, and the tension eased.

“Okay, I’m ready to put this thing to bed, because everything has been laid out flat and things are looking like they are going where they need to.” Lucien glanced at Malice and then looked at Rock. “I for one can say I’m glad that piece of shit got what came to him. Hurting a woman is grounds for a broken neck in my books.”

There was a round of grunts as the members agreed. “The vote is for Malice’s woman to stay at the cabin and help out with whatever needs to be done at the cabin until she gets on her feet and heals.” He looked at Malice and nodded. “That about right?”

“Yeah.” But the thing was Malice didn’t know what would happen once she was healed and “on her feet”. Could he let her go? After the fear and worry he felt when they were back in Fairview … no, he wanted her, had already declared that, and he was going to have to show her that staying by his side was a hell of a lot better than being on her own.

“You know the drill. Yea or nay.” Lucien gave his yea vote and started with Malice. Of course his vote was yea. Then it went on down the line with Tuck, Ruin, Rock, and stopped on Kink. He stared at the other biker, and although they had gotten into it just moments before, they were still family, and things would eventually smooth out. There was clearly something going on with Kink, though.

“Yea.”

“Good, a unanimous vote.” Lucien tilted his chin toward him. “Malice, I want you, Tuck, and Ruin to finish this run by taking the girls over to the cabin tomorrow morning. Rock, stay here and make sure shit’s good with the Fairview charter. With everything that happened there I want to make sure they are holding up and don’t need extra muscle.”

Rock nodded.

“Hopefully things start to settle back to normal.” Lucien glanced around the table. “Any other business that needs discussed since we are all gathered?”

There was a collective grunt, and everyone murmured “no”. Once that was said everyone stood and left the room. Malice did the same and walked over to the bar and ordered himself a double shot. He glanced down at the scarred bar and saw some pamphlets. Once he had one opened it and scanned the interior his blood ran cold.

“Who the fuck brought these in here?” Malice yelled to be heard over the music and voices.

Pierce, a prospect, came over to him. “I did. They were shoved in the mailbox by the gate. Thought some of these fuckers could use some religion.”

Malice looked at the pamphlet again, saw that it was from The Church of the Good and Only in Fairview, Utah, and set it back on the bar. Had that cult followed them all the way from Utah? It seemed pretty fucking ridiculous, but the proof was right in front of him. “Well, shit.” He scrubbed a hand over his face and breathed out. It could be nothing at all, just a member from that fucked-up cult trying to scare them, but he’d make sure everyone was on alert. He got everyone’s attention, and relayed what he just found out. “It could just be one of them tying to fuck with us, but I want everyone to know so they can be on the lookout.”

Everyone murmured their agreement. The cult hadn’t done anything but be annoying in their picketing at Fairview, but Malice didn’t put anything past a group of people that were intent on making their twisted and warped beliefs a reality.

Everyone went back to doing what they were doing, and Malice leaned against the bar again. It was still light outside, but dusk would be approaching soon, and after the last couple of days he had been through a drink was in order. He threw the shot back, and glanced to his left and at the hallway. He could just barely see the room that he had set Adrianna up in. The other women were upstairs, and maybe it was foolish of him, but the room he had put Adrianna in was his. Bracing his elbows on the bar he closed his eyes, feeling his exhaustion finally take hold.

Someone clapped him on the shoulder, and he opened his eyes and turned to see Tuck standing beside him. “Shit, man, things got hot and heavy back there with you and Kink.”

Malice nodded, but didn’t look over his shoulder to see where he knew Kink was standing. “Yeah, not sure what is up his ass, but I didn’t have to get all pissed like that either.” He rubbed his eyes.