Page 10 of Blade

No fucking remorse, no care in the world despite knowing he could have been walking into anything, and now he’s dead, and his granddaughter is none the wiser about the situation. His grandson looks ready to slice Mama’s throat while his son fists his hands to stop himself from grabbing his best friend’s wife.

“Venom!” I growl, needing her to get a reality check and fucking quick, and within seconds, he puts the footage back on the big screen on the wall. Mama looks with a roll of her eyes when I nod to it, but her face pales as she looks just in time for Macky to get stabbed in the neck.

She takes a step back only to bump into Dad as Macky falls and takes his last breath before the fuckers who just killed him run out and his body burns along with the boxes and the warehouse, the cameras cutting out.

“You are not first lady, and right now, you are not an old lady,” I state coldly, making her look my way with wide teary eyes. Icontinue, “As of today, you are banned from the clubhouse. If you step foot inside this building, then you’ll also be kicked out of your home on club property and before you say I can’t do that, I fucking can because all properties have only the brother’s names on the deeds.”

Her breathing picks up as she stutters, “But-but I-I, I’m your mother, what about our…”

Venom cuts in, “And? That doesn’t give you the right to try and take over like you are the president!” she glares his way but soon swallows when he growls, “And now, because of you, I have to tell my sister that you got our grandfather killed.”

Mama’s tears fall as she shakes her head and mutters, “I didn’t get him killed so don’t you dare put that blame on me Cale. He could have taken any other brother with him or even demanded another prospect or overridden me of my order, so don’t you fucking dare. I get you are angry and want to push the blame on someone, but I never forced him to go alone so I won’t take responsibility over his death especially when he was like a father to me,” she looks around the table and I frown at the hate she’s showing as she states, “All you men sit around this table like you’re the big shots and always put the blame on us women when it doesn’t go your way. Your prospects are letting women onto club grounds, sitting around smoking weed and drinking, not doing the jobs you all had to do to prove yourself while the clubwhores are not doing their chores,” she looks at Glock, “Your dad didn’t have to go alone.”

Glock tilts his head in understanding, any other prospect could have accompanied him while Venom flinches knowing she is right and my jaw ticks.

“Dad, have a prospect escort Mama out of the clubhouse and remove her cut. She is no longer an old lady, only your wife,” I demand, and Mama’s tears fall but not for her cut because shocking us all, she removes it and throws it on the table notlooking at it twice, her eyes going to the now black TV. And I finish with confusion, “Then announce to the club the changes. No one is to go to her for anything from now on.”

Dad gently grabs Mama’s arm, but she rips it out of his grip. She looks at Venom, then Glock, and says, “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry that you have lost an amazing man and I’m sorry that you feel like you have to blame me for his death,” and they both look away, a little shame etching off them, and she walks out without another word.

"Why do I feel like I’ve been doused in shit for blaming her for Macky’s death and forcing her out of her home?" Viper mutters while I furrow my brows as we watch her walk out without a fight and Dad stands near the door full of confusion.

It would be alright if this was the first time she’s done shit like this, but it wasn’t, and now a brother, a very much-loved brother, is dead and even though she is right, Macky could have gotten anyone to go with him, he didn’t and now a war is on.

“Venom, find all the prospects that were involved with the fire. Axe wanted a war, and now he has one. I want their heads, and he can have them back in body parts,” Venom nods, his green eyes gleaming with revenge, and I demand, “Viper, gather all of our prospects and the clubwhores, Mama is right about one thing, things have gone lax over the months and it is time to change. They don’t like it then they know where the door is.”

He nods once and I look around the room and demand, “We need to find out where the Furies like to hang out because war is happening. Church dismissed.”

The brothers all stand despite my not banging the gavel, and slowly, I follow their lead, knowing we now need to explain to the club about Macky, and worse, we now have to help his granddaughter through her pain.

Venom follows me out of the church, and we pause when Ivy, his little sister, bounces over to us. Her black hair, likeher brother’s, sways with movement, and her green eyes look innocent and happy. I instantly hate myself, knowing we’re about to break her world.

Macky was her favorite person in this world.

“Hey Cale, have you seen Grandpa? He promised to show me how to change a clutch,” She says, completely oblivious to the pain she’s about to have inflicted on her.

“Ives, we need to talk,” Venom says solemnly, not even snapping at her for using his legal name, something she hates not using even after all these years of him being Venom.

She furrows her brows at his sorrowful tone, and Psycho steps forward out of instinct.

Ivy and Psycho have been inseparable since she could walk and talk. Growing up together, she has become his best friend, his confidant. It’s just a shame the idiot can’t see how madly in love she is with him or won’t allow himself to know, I guess, but he will lose her sooner or later if he doesn’t get his act together.

Ivy, being a club brat, realizes quite quickly that something isn’t right and looks around the room, but only towards the officer brothers, who quickly look away, not able to meet her eyes. You can see she’s picked something up, and she looks back at us and demands, " What has happened? Is it Mama?”

I wince. Clara, her mother, doesn’t live on club property anymore. After walking in on Glock fucking an ex-clubwhore, instead of looking the other way, she burned all his clothes, trashed his bike, then left, leaving divorce papers on the club’s bar with her cut.

He has yet to sign them, even after five months of her absence, because he wants her back but she doesn’t want him.

“No, Mama is alright. I spoke to her this morning,” Venom says and Glock walks over, but Ivy doesn’t acknowledge him—she hasn’t since she found out he cheated on her Mama. He sighs, looking down, and a bit of me feels sorry for him.

He made a mistake, and losing his wife, his old lady, was bad enough because of said mistake, but he also lost his daughter. While Venom can understand because club life isn’t easy, he let him off. Right now, he’s just watched his father get killed, and even when Ivy finds out in just a second, she won’t hug him or comfort him.

She hates cheaters.

“Grandpa was killed, Ives,” Venom says, and everyone freezes at those words while Ivy blinks, then blinks again before shaking her head in denial, taking a step back right into Psycho’s body.

“Breathe, cupcake,” he mumbles as he wraps his arms around her, holding her close. Her whole body shakes as her tears fall before a gut-wrenching scream releases from her body that has the hardest of brothers flinching at her pain.

We watch helplessly as Psycho tries to keep her up as she falls apart, and Venom, watching his baby sister struggle to catch her breath through her pain, vows coldly, “They’re dead, they are all fucking dead for this.”

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