Page 61 of Havoc
It’s possibly the most sympathetic thing my father has said, even if it’s laced in vengeance.
“I will.” I turn on my heels, ready to get back to the clubhouse.
To Aimee. To the girl who is more a home than this place.
I will.
20
Aimee
Parties at the compoundebb and flow. Some nights, it seems as if the guys’ energy is so high that the walls can barely contain their antics. Others, like tonight, only a few people hang around.
It all starts to blur together as the days pass.
Levi doesn’t tell me much, but he’s hinted that he’s no closer to finding out where Titan is keeping my dad than we were a few weeks ago. Titan’s ties to Rick Zane make it impossible because Zane owns too much of Vegas. They could be hiding him anywhere.
I just hope Dad hangs on. It was horrible when I thought the Iron Sinners killed my father over a decade ago after he helped me escape. But to know he’s been alive this entire time, suffering at Titan’s hand for helping me get away from them, is so much worse. Especially now that I’ve slipped from Titan’s grasp again.
The short time I was with the Iron Sinners recently, Titan made it clear that my father would pay if I crossed him. He proved it by locking me in a cage and then dragging my father to the basement and beating him until he was unconscious. It’s one of the reasons I was so angry with Levi for rescuing me. I knew my father was the one who would suffer.
He’s probably suffering right now while I sit sipping water with people laughing and enjoying themselves. Dad is likely being confined or tortured.
“You’re lost in thought tonight.” Luna knocks my elbow with her own, snapping me out of my thoughts.
“It’s been a long week.”
She hums, taking a drink of her beer.
We claimed loungers on the back patio so we could watch the party and the stars, and I like that it’s quieter out here.
The nice thing about Luna living at the clubhouse, instead of in the neighborhood like Tempe and Reagan, is that it gives me another woman to spend time with when the guys are busy with club business. Especially considering the patch bunnies want nothing to do with me.
I don’t blame them when I’m not particularly comfortable around them either. But other than Reina, the girls seem nice.
They enjoy being here as much as the guys like having them around. It’s not forced like I remember with the Iron Sinners, where the girls were kept drugged and bound.
At the Twisted Kings compound, the women are their own sort of family. On top of that, they seem to have built friendships with the guys.
Jealousy aside, I understand how they are a part of this place the same way the members are.
Through the window, I spot Reina crossing the room, and I wish there wasn’t so much animosity between us. I don’t blame Levi for not wanting to be lonely when I was gone, but in that same vein, I wish she’d be more understanding about the fact that I’ve returned to his life.
At least I can handle it. There’s no point being jealous. Of all the things in Levi’s life that worry me, his loyalty isn’t one of them.
Luna wraps her lavender hair into a bun on the top of her head. Ghost was sitting with her when I first arrived, but Soul pulled him away to discuss something at the same time I walked outside.
“So what’s new? Catch me up.” Luna smiles. “I heard Legacy’s room has been empty. Could that be because Havoc is sleeping somewhere else?”
“Is it possible to keep anything a secret around here?”
“Nope.” Luna shrugs. “Especially when you make friends with Chaos and Soul. Those two love to gossip.”
“Noted.”
“So you and Havoc…”
She lets the question hang, but I don’t know what to say. Levi and I are complicated. The past and present mixing together. Balancing avoiding the past with facing the fallout of it. I haven’t quite figured us out myself.
