Chapter 10: Wolf.e: Chapter 9

I watch as Rick, our club’s resident doctor, wraps the piece of shit DOS prospect’s hand. I don’t need this fucker bleeding all over the place.

“Knock me out…” he whines around his gag. Pussy.

“It’s just a couple fingers.” I clap him on the back and lean forward. “You have eight more. Wait until it’s your kneecaps. You’ll be ready to die then,” I add.

He starts to hit his head against the interior wall of the van—trying to knock himself out, I presume.

I roll my eyes. “Jesus Christ, that won’t work, dipshit.” I turn to Rick. “Got something to help put the baby here to sleep? I don’t want to worry about him for the rest of the night. I’ve had a fuck of a long day already.”

“Will do.” Rick nods, heading to his medical bag.

“This all has to happen the fucking night before my wedding?” Ax asks as he approaches, acting appropriately annoyed. I know he secretly lives for this shit. He stops to tuck his gun into his holster at his back. “The rest of the perimeter is secure. I have no idea how this fucker got in… but you’re going to tell us, aren’t you?” he adds before grabbing the intruder by the hair. “There could’ve been women or kids out here, you motherfucker.” He bounces his head off the side of the van wall.

I shake my head. Exactly what the dipshit wants.

“We’re going to get the answers we want out of him… but not until tomorrow,” I say, mostly just pissed off that he is pulling me away from my little fixation I was just starting to get to know.

I turn to my prisoner. “You spend the night dreaming of how loyal you plan to be for a club you don’t even belong to yet.”

He whimpers behind his makeshift gag.

“And don’t worry. Tomorrow, you’ll have some company. You play your cards right, maybe you’ll live.” I let him in on the little secret we’re bringing in a friend for him.

“Wolfe,” Ax says from beside me. “Kai is already getting what you want, and the party’s back on.”

I nod.

“No outsiders leave here until tomorrow, if brothers want to leave that’s fine, but anyone who can’t protect themselves stays,” I announce, not chancing anyone getting hurt on the way out. My mind specifically goes to the woman I just pushed behind Mason in the hallway. I blink and shake it off.

“It’ll be easier to see what’s what and scope our surrounding woods in the light of day,” I add.

“That’s going to be at least fifty people,” Ax says.

“It’s fine. We have the space,” I say casually with a shrug. “Tell Kai to start letting people know.”

I look toward the back of the van.

“You’re here for the night; as soon as he starts to stir, give him another,” I say to Rick as he injects the prospect. “He can stay asleep straight through until after the wedding. This is a tomorrow night problem.”

It doesn’t take long for the shot to take effect and the prospect passes out, his head hitting the floor of the van with a sickening thud.

“And… by the way, we’ve got you,” I add, letting Rick know he’ll be getting a bonus for keeping twenty-four-hour watch over my prisoner. “You need a break, Chris has got you covered,” I say

Rick nods, and I signal for Ax to tell Chris.

I check to ensure the fire from Jake’s pick-up truck is in fact out, and text my contact at the sheriff’s office. The police won’t come out here anyway, unless something astronomical happens but I like to be sure and get ahead of it. If anyone saw the flames, they may have called.

I turn to Ax. “Gather the guys, emergency chapel right now, and”—I look down to my clothes covered in this asshole’s blood and soot from the flames— “then I need a fucking shower.”

Ax grins wickedly and pulls his dick from his jeans, pissing all over this shit head’s boots that hang out of the back of the van into the grass.

I shake my head and chuckle.

“Fucking goon,” I mutter.

Rick doesn’t even glance up. He’s been at our beck and call for years and he’s used to us.

I leave them under the watch of our prospect, Chris, for the night and make my way back inside. I need to see the security footage before chapel and I need a fucking drink.

It’s going to be a late one, and my little fixation, unfortunately, is going to have to wait.