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I watched him as he stalked away. Legend did look upset now. I turned to my brother and asked, “Why did you bring that up?”
Justice shrugged. “I didn’t know it would upset him, Glory. I mean his brother was found to be innocent.”
“Did you agree with that?” I stared at him.
Justice paused then he nodded at me. “I did, actually.”
“Oh, really?” Uncle Zed asked in surprise.
“Yes, it was trumped up in my opinion. I mean I just consulted but I saw the evidence and it looked like someone was trying to frame the guy.”
“Interesting,” Uncle Zed commented.
“Yeah,” Justice agreed. “And especially since Legend seems to be troubled by it. I mean his brother got off the murder charge and it went away.”
“Well apparently, it still bothers him,” Uncle Zed observed. “It is a rare event when Legend looks mad.”
“Right?” I asked. It was true. And also why I fell for him in the first place I think. He was so easy going and kind to everyone. Beside the fact that as he got older, he simply got hotter. I paused and felt a bit of a hot flush. Yeah, I wanted the man badly. Years of crushing on him had brought me to the point where…I was just done with waiting. Earlier today, I even made that clear to him after he finally kissed me. I knew he liked me too and not like a little sister either. Time and time again I had caught him looking at me. I felt the heat in his intense gaze. After they got me back from Deacon and he came to the Texas ranch, he couldn’t pretend at all at first. He looked right at me with desperation. Like he had worried about me, cared about me and he felt more than this brother-sister love thing he’d tried to convince me that we had together.
So finally, when he came back to the Connor House that had been when I started to plan my seduction. But I never got the chance to carry that out. He left to help with the injuries our members received when Zed had been captured.
There had always been something separating us. Hell, it had been that way for a couple of years. Mostly, him though. His conscience, I guess. Falling for the sister of his MC brothers. Well, so what? He wasn’t my biological brother. Besides, my brothers and father loved Legend. He was fully accepted by them and a permanent member of the family. So why couldn’t he and I be together? I dared anyone to tell me that. If they were dumbass enough to ask.
He told me when I finished high school that my dad and brothers would kick his ass if he made a play for me. Of course, I told him that I didn’t care what they thought or wanted. To hell with their ideals. It wasn’t their business.
He then went to work at the local hospital for his residency and was gone a lot. I swore that the only way I could get his attention was to break a bone, maybe?
So finally, when I came home from college, I had been more than ready to tell him that we needed to stop pretending. I wanted to date him, be with him and someday maybe even marry him. That was when someone caught me at a store. They sedated me and I woke up in the next state while tied to a bed. Deacon had taken me. Not that I knew that at the time. But I did think why me? I knew my brothers and father would not stop until they got me back. And I was right.
Yes, I waited and I had been waiting at least five years for this man. Then after the weddings today, he finally seemed to see the light. That kiss had been explosive and I almost lost my ability to stand on my legs. Wow… But before I could even talk to him about it, what happened?
His family showed up out of the fucking blue.What? Why now?
Next, we hear that they will be joining this war. I called it the Walker War. Secretly, that is. After all, Deacon was a Walker too. I cared about it, sure I did. I loved Ma, my dad and the Walkers I’d met and gotten to know over the last several months. They all needed to be safe and maybe the only way to do that was to get this mafia head…what did Legend call his father? Bad Moon. Yeah, unleash that onto Deacon, maybe they could do what the Rebel Saints and the Walkers couldn't do.
Kill Deacon Walker.
Chapter Five:Never Say Never
Legend
This was bad. So bad. My father getting in on this war. I knew my father would see this as a favor. One, where he would expect a return. I did not want him in on this at all. Yes, Zed and Justice were correct. Stephano Descalia would put an end to Deacon. If anyone could, it would be him. But there would be a price. There was always a price. In my family’s world, that was rule number one, pretty much.
Just one guess at this price. I scoffed as I headed out to the back area of the compound. Me going home. End of the reason he even came here today. To get me to come back to the empire…period. He thought he could use this war as an excuse to get me back into the fold. He would protect the people I chose over his family. Then he would demand that I come home.
I hadn’t been totally honest with Justice. I knew all about the trial he mentioned. Yes, it had bothered me. When it went public, I intermittently looked up news on it. Dante was my brother, so of course, I cared. They had set him up good. It had been all about revenge over my father, I was sure. Being gone so long I didn’t know the details, but I didn't have to know. Bad Moon had obviously made someone so angry that they framed one of his sons for murder. It was as simple as that.
During the time of that trail, I suffered a thousand deaths, you might say. Dante was the best of all of us. Sometimes while growing up with him, I really believed he might become a priest. He had wanted to be a humanitarian. Always attempting to talk Dad into setting up charities. Dante had also been a gentle person and I assumed he still was. I hated it when Dad would tryto toughen him up by berating him. I had gotten into our father’s face more than once over that.
My father had no depth as far as allowing his children to be who they were. Maybe he couldn’t help it. From what I knew, his father had been the same way. This was how they kept the generations in the mafia. Despite the power and the money, many of the younger generation felt it was safer and better to make your few million in something else. Or just make a regular income. Being a doctor wouldn’t make you poor, so it was good enough for me. Not for my dad though. Nothing short of being CEO for some mafia company was good enough for him.
I paced the patio for several minutes, wondering what to do about this issue of my father arriving and throwing my life into further chaos. I had finally decided to be with Glory right before he arrived. Now, I might not be able to stay. I needed to head this off. If I’d been thinking clearly, I would have done it half an hour ago, but I had been in shock upon seeing him and Luca showing up here.
There was also the fact that Deacon had to go. He had been a menace for a long time. I wanted to kill him myself when he took Glory. I tried not to think about that time in my life. When she disappeared, I felt cold inside, like death had knocked at my door. Her light was gone, that exquisite spark she carried in her eyes. Her sweet voice and snappy jokes. Yes, it did hit me with a pile of regrets. One of them was not taking her on a date. At least one, like she had asked me. I never want to go through that again. Not knowing if she was dead or alive. Or if I would ever see her again.
This had always been my safe place and the last thing I thought of while watching that beautiful wedding earlier was that I might have to leave. I realized just after the weddings thatI needed to finally admit Glory was my woman. I never want to be without her again.
“Legend?”
