Summer Storm: A Satan's Fury MC Novella (9 page)

“I loved you, Tony. I was always there when you needed me,” Allie told him as she started to stand, still pointing the gun at her brother. “I tried to be the sister that you needed me to be, but I can’t do it anymore. I can’t let you keep hurting people… hurting me.” Her hand trembled as she pulled the trigger and shot Tony in the center of his chest. Allie stood motionless as his limp body dropped to the floor.

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Allie

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I
couldn’t get
the image of Tony’s lifeless body out of my mind. The moment I pulled the trigger I knew he wasn’t the brother I’d always thought he was. I’d lost my brother the day my parents had died in that crash. From that moment on, he’d changed forever, turning into someone I didn’t even recognize. I’d allowed myself to believe that he was something he wasn’t, a caring, loving brother who would always look out for me and love me… be my family. Ultimately, he was just a cold-hearted shadow of a man that didn’t really even care about me, and it broke my heart.

When he shot Kane, something inside of me broke. When Kane’s life was threatened, I realized how much he truly meant to me. The thought of losing him shook me to my core. Even with his deceit fresh in my mind, seeing him lying there fighting for his life made me understand that I’d love him no matter what. He was a risk, yet the most certain thing I had ever known.

As soon as the prospects saw Tony hit the floor, they jumped into action. In a matter of minutes, Kane was being rushed back to the clubhouse. On my way out the door, I glanced back and watched as the prospects removed Tony’s body from my house and erased any sign that he had ever even been there. My heart ached for him, but my concern for Kane overshadowed all my other thoughts. I needed to know that he was going to be okay. The doctor that they had on call at the clubhouse spent almost an hour tending to Kane’s gunshot wound. It felt like the longest hour of my life as I waited to find out if he was going to be alright.

When they finally called me back to see him, a sense of relief washed over me. As I walked into the room and saw him for the first time, I froze. A storm of emotion raged through me as I looked at him lying in that bed. His shoulder was completely bandaged and his arm was in a sling. He’d risked his life for mine, and I hated seeing him hurt.

“Come here, All-Star,” he said as he patted the side of his bed.

I couldn’t move. My mind still couldn’t process the fact that he was there alive and actually talking to me.

“Allie…” he said firmly. “Come
here
.”

Without saying a word, I walked over to him. I reached out and ran the palm of my hand across his cheek. He took my hand in his, pulling me closer to him.

“You okay?” he asked as his eyes searched my face.

“Shouldn’t I be the one asking you that? You had me scared to death. Really…how do you feel?”

“Baby, I’m fine. Sit down,” he told me as he gently squeezed my hand. As soon as I sat on the edge of the bed, he said, “You know, I’ve told you from the beginning, I’m not a good man. I’ve done bad things in my life….”

“Don’t, Kane. We don’t have to talk about this right now. You could’ve died tonight…” I began.

“No, Allie. Listen. When I started this with you, I was no different. You already know I was using you to get to your brother. What you don’t know, is that every word I ever spoke to you, every kiss, every touch, was real for me. The moment we met, I knew you were it for me. For the first time in my life, I saw a future… a future I wanted with you. I’m sorry it started out as a lie, but you changed me, Allie. I love you, and I will spend my life showing you that every day.”

Tears streamed down my face as his words sunk in and touched my heart. I could tell by the look on his face that he was being completely sincere and meant every word he’d just said. Kane meant the world to me, and I was relieved that he felt the same way.

“I love you too, Kane. I’ve never known love like this before. Thank you for being there for me, protecting me, and keeping me safe. You saved me in more ways than you know. I love my brother, and always will. He just wasn’t the man that I thought he was. I hate what he did to you and your club, but his betrayal finally opened my eyes.”

“No one would blame you for the way you felt about your brother. Of course you loved him. He was the only family you had. He didn’t realize how lucky he was to have you. You were a good sister, Allie. You’ve gotta know that,” he said as he ran his hands down my arms, comforting me. “You’re mine now. I’m claiming you as my Old Lady, which means you’ve got a new family now. One that will be there whenever you need them. Loyal to the end.”

“I never thought I’d have that again. I desperately wanted it, but it always seemed just out of my reach,” I said, wiping the tears from my eyes. “I want this, Kane. I want you.”

“You’ve got me,” he said, pulling me over and pressing his lips against mine, sealing his promise with a kiss. When I leaned into him, deepening the kiss, he groaned in discomfort. In the passion of the moment, I’d forgotten about his wound and hurt him. I jumped back, saying, “I’m sorry, Kane! Are you okay?”

“Hush, Allie. I’m fine. Just lay with me for a little bit. I need to rest my eyes.”

I curled up beside him, settling myself in the crook of his arm. I felt the tension from the day begin to drift from my body as I listened to the rhythm of his breathing slow. I finally succumbed to sleep as my body relaxed against his.

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Guardrail

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S
everal days later,
we held a short memorial service for Tony. It was nice, even if it was small. It was just the two of us, but I think it was better for her that way. I knew she needed to pay her respects to her brother, and what she was feeling was complicated. She wasn’t really up for it, but I knew she would be glad she did it in the end. She needed closure before we could move on with our lives together.

It had been two months since that day, and I couldn’t believe how much my life had changed in such a short time. Allie had sold her condo and moved in with me. I’d patched her in as my Old Lady, and she’d begun spending more time getting to know the club. They had quickly realized why I’d fallen in love with her and welcomed her into our family without reservation. She’d just started planning our wedding, and she couldn’t have been more excited. I knew things were moving fast, but I wanted a family with her and I wasn’t going to wait.

“Do you want chocolate cake? Or vanilla? Oooh oooh, or strawberry! Or red velvet? Oh wait! I know, I know, each tier could be a different flavor! Babe? Babe, are you listening to me?” she prodded as I pretended to focus on the football game. She was so cute when she got excited about this wedding shit, and I loved tormenting her. “Kane!”

“‘Sup, baby?” I chuckled, never taking my eyes off the TV.

“Cake, Kane! We are talking about cake!” she shouted as a pillow collided with the side of my head. “What flavor cake do you want??”

“Woman…you’re gonna pay for that,” I said as I stood up slowly from the couch and tugged up the waistband of my jeans. “I’m gonna get that ass,” I laughed as I darted toward her.

“Nononononono!” she screeched as she started to run away from me. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I just needed to know what flavor!” she giggled as she headed towards the stairs.

She looked back in time to see me grab my crotch and shout, “Oh, I’ll show you what flavor!” Panicked laughter filled the room as I caught up with her and tossed her over my shoulder.

The End

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Consumed

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