Page 84 of Greedy Grizzly
To distract myself from my surroundings, I let my mind wander elsewhere. Strangely, thoughts of my foster sister, Violet and my brother, Logan appeared.
Before I had become a Knight, those two had been the most important people in my life. But I always knew I’d cared more about them then they had about me.
Logan had promised to come back for me and never had.
Violet had went along with Basil’s sick plan of marrying me for her own selfish reasons. Not once had she asked me what I wanted.
I understood her motives. Basil had been molesting her since she was a child. She wanted it to stop and the only way shethought that was possible was agreeing to be my wife. Only, I had no intention of having sex with my foster sister. I just couldn’t do it. In my mind she was my little sister.
My anger and resentment toward my brother and Violet had been what had kept me from reaching out to them.
Of course, I knew where they were.
Had known for years.
Had been keeping tabs on them until Toby entered my universe. All those years before him, I’d been simmering in hate and obsessing over my brother and Violet. But not anymore. They were both dead to me.
Violet had gone to Arizona and worked as a nanny for a rich family. Before we’d parted ways, I’d given her all the money I had found in Basil’s office. I put her on a bus and told her to make a new life for herself. I’d even given her tips about finding someone to get her new identification. Since I knew where she was headed, it hadn’t been difficult to find her.
After everything I’d done for her, she never reached out to me. She had my burner phone number but never used it. I still had it, but I stopped keeping it charged a couple of years ago.
What was the point? She never contacted me to give me her number and that was fine. I wasn’t the kind of person who forced myself on others. Of course, I’d searched her up and made sure she was okay, but then I basically washed my hands of her
The same had been true for Logan. Never had his number either.
Being much older than me, he could have found me. He could have rescued me from that child molester and rapist. He should have kept his promises.
No, I didn’t give a shit about either of them. I had a found family. A handsome lover. A gorgeous fiancée. My life was better than I’d ever dreamed it could be.
As the service came to an end, the crowd moved toward the reception area. Massive white tents were behind the clubhouse. Music played in the background and the hum of chatter surrounded me.
“I’ll get us some food,” Libby patted my shoulder as I took a seat at a table where some of my MC brothers and their families were at.
“I’ll come with,” Toby said. “We need booze.”
I nodded, scanning the area. Storm and his family were at his dad’s table. Cobra’s crew and family took up a couple of tables across from them.
Ciro’s family was seated with El Jefe and his crew.
Everyone seemed to have a place, and for once in my life, I had one too.
Once my engagement to Libby was announced, and our unique arrangement with Toby, I just might be able to finally enjoy this crazy thing called life.
27
LIBBY
I loved to sing when it was just me alone in the shower or in a group with the old ladies on stage. I could blend in and no one would notice when I was off key.
So naturally, I asked Track and Brynne to sing the Bruno Mars song that I’d deemed was Landon’s, Toby’s and my song. I could have asked Maddy to perform it. She was by far the best singer in the club, but I loved that it was a duet with Lady Gaga. There was so much heart and emotion in it, and that was what I wanted tonight.
Not to mention, Track and Brynne were killing it up there as they sang to each other. Gosh, I hoped they didn’t claim it as their own. But I wouldn’t blame them if they did because “Die With A Smile” was the best song ever.
Under the table, I held my mens’ hands. A few couple were dancing, er, grinding. Dodge and Emilee were swaying like a couple of high schoolers at prom. They were so damn adorable I could hardly stand it.
In contrast, Lynx and Jaynee were heating up the room with their sexual moves and kissing. Dang, those two were shameless and I loved it!
Fearing judgement had no place in KLMC. We were a family and supported each other, which was why I could never understand why Landon wouldn’t come out of the closet.
