Page 1 of No Mercy

Chapter 1

Rock

“I found her, brother.”

I locked eyes with Fox, the club’s computer nerd and security expert, as he pulled back one of the chairs and sat down at the table, wearing a satisfied smirk on his ugly face. He knew I wouldn’t ask him what he meant. Christ, I already knew what he meant, and I’d been waiting a fucking long time to hear him say those words. Too many wasted years of being denied my son.

My blood.

Fox reached for the bottle of whisky and poured himself a shot, content to draw the moment out. I wanted to reach across the table and grab him by the throat and shake the information out of him. I glanced at our president, Hawk, who shrugged. He knew that I’d asked Fox to find Allie.

“Spit it out, asshole,” I snapped once Fox had swallowed his shot. I had a short fuse, and my brothers knew that. I was about to explode with impatience.

“I can’t believe you let something that hot get away from you.”

I growled a warning beneath my breath, because he wasn’t telling me anything that I didn’t already know. Allie had been hot as hell at eighteen, and once I’d found out that she was legal I hadn’t been able to keep my fucking hands off her. Her innocence had turned me the fuck on, and at the time all that had mattered was being her first man. I’d know that it made me a bastard, but her sighs and little whimpers when I’d claimed her for the first time still echoed in my ears.

We hadn’t had much time together, but it had been enough for me to know that I’d wanted to claim her as my woman. But then she’d gotten pregnant, a little too soon, a little too easy, and I hadn’t dealt with the news very well. I’d said some shitty, hurtful things to her, and then let her walk away.

“Just get to it,” Hawk finally spoke up impatiently. If anyone knew that I was about to lose my shit, he did.

Fox set his glass down. “She’s in Florida, living in some little town called Cedar Key.”

“Fuck, way the hell down there?” Hawk grumbled, frowning.

Fox nodded. “Yeah. She’s moved a couple of times over the years before settling.”

“What else?” I demanded from Fox. I knew he had more because he was good at what he did, always thorough.

“She’s waitressing at a restaurant on the pier, lives within walking distance. The kid attends private school.”

I leaned back in my chair, digesting the information that Allie was living a nice, quiet life in some seaside town, and that my kid was in private school. I’d never known any waitresses that made the kind of money they’d need to send their kids to private school, unless... “Is she with anyone?” God help him if she were. God help them both.

When Fox looked away that told me all I needed to know. “Sorry, brother.”

“Serious?” Hawk wanted to know. He crossed his massive arms and sat back in his chair. He wanted me to find Allie and my kid as much as I did.

Fox shrugged. “They’re not living together, but they go out.”

“The kid?” Christ, I didn’t even know if I had a son or a daughter.

Fox smiled. “Congratulations, brother, you have a boy.”

Fuck, I had a son. I slammed my hand down on the table, rattling the half empty bottle of whisky and glasses and gaining the attention of some of my brothers in the room. Marnie, the sweetbutt working behind the bar, must have thought that I was trying to gain her attention for service and hurried over.

She was always so eager to please, especially when it came to me. “Sorry, honey. What do you need?” She ran her hand over my shoulders as if sensing my turmoil and trying to soothe me.

I didn’t even look at her, but I could tell that Hawk made a motion for her to go away. Her resigned sigh trailed behind her.

My mind drifted back to Allie and the last time I’d seen her, the fight we’d had, the words that had destroyed what we’d had together. I had done that, that was on me. By the time I’d gone back to try and make things right, she’d already up and gone, leaving me nothing but a fucking note asking me not to look for her. Telling me that it was over.

I’d lost my shit at the time, angry at her for giving up so soon. Angry at myself for letting too much time go by before I’d sought her out. She’d asked me to leave her alone and for a while I’d tried to do that. I’d turned to booze and women to assuage the anger of betrayal and the need to prove to myself that it didn’t matter, thatshehadn’t mattered. There was always pussy to satisfy my dick. I was the VP of Phantom Riders and had my pick of the best. But none of them had completely satisfied the monster raging inside me who could only be tamed by one, sweet, annoying-as-hell little woman.

Allie had fucking ruined me for other women. I fucked them for a temporary fix, but her pussy was the one my dick wanted. Well, too fucking bad. My one and only priority now was to get my son. She’d already had him to herself for six years, had been with him when he got his first tooth, took his first step, said his first word. Christ, just thinking about all that I’d missed made my blood boil.

“Printed this out.”

I took the picture from Fox and glanced down at it. I knew that I was looking at a picture of Allie. Same beautiful face. Same sky-blue blue eyes. Same full fuckable lips. She’d dyed her hair jet black--it used to be blond--and it was shining like silk down her back. Most of her long, shapely legs were exposed in the white shorts she was wearing, her full tits outlined in her halter-style top. She didn’t appear any older than she’d been the last time I’d seen her.

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