Page 20 of Mika's Heart

Atka

After Mika leaves for the shop, I decide to go see my brother for a few hours.

Shooting him a text to let him know to expect me, I wait for his reply before heading out the door.

Pulling up forty minutes later, Eagle is waiting for me outside with a huge grin.

“Welcome back, brother! How was your trip?” He asks.

“Pretty good I guess. Montana was beautiful.” I answer honestly.

“When did you get in?”

“Just this morning actually.” I look down at my watch.

“I really hate those early flights, man. They suck the energy right out of you. Want some coffee?”

He leads the way through the compound to his private office in the back, taking a seat at his desk.

“You going home anytime soon?” He asks, referring to the reservation where we grew up.

Our people are a close loving family. Although I went off to school, I have stayed close to them all including our parents.

“I thought I’d go for a visit pretty soon. You should come too. I know Mom would really like to see you.” He snorts at my last statement.

“I’m sure Dad wouldn’t like to see me though.”

I grin at him, knowing that he’s probably right. Our parents wanted Eagle to marry a girl from our tribe but Eagle wasn't the least bit interested in her romantically.

There was a huge fight between him and our father. By the end of it, Eagle left the village and hasn’t been back since.

“That reminds me. I heard a rumor.” He sits back in his chair with a grin of his own.

“Well spit it out.” I demand when he continues to sit there in silence.

“The Elders are expecting you to ask for Catori’s hand in marriage.” He maintains his grin for as long as he can before he bellows with laughter at the look on my face.

“Fuck that!”

“That’s what they’re hoping you’ll do!” He laughs even more.

“It’s not going to happen! I’ll choose my own wife.” I say once his laughing subsides.

“Careful, they’ll think your big brother is rubbing off on you.”

“Honestly, I don’t see that as a bad thing.” I shrug my shoulders at his surprised look.

“What happened in Montana?”

“Nothing much. We got the adoption finished up and came home.”

He continues to stare at me until I say, “Met some really cool bikers too.”

“What bikers?” He raises his brow.

“The Wolfsbane Ridge MC in White Summer.”

“That’s Timber’s crew. How’re they doing these days?” He relaxes again.

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