Ouch. That f**kin hurt coming from my best friend. I nod. I’m f**kin speechless right now. Him taking care of my f**kin woman! I don’t f**kin think so. But I get what he’s saying. It’s his connections, his club, and his brothers protecting her and taking care of. When and if I call Breakneck on her, it will be the other way around. I’ll be able to say it’s my brothers and connections protecting her and taking care of her. To others, it might not make sense. But it’s just the way of our world.

He’s about to say something else when Winter comes barging back in. “I think my mother’s here.”

***

Chapter 26

Storm

I’m taking a few shots even though I know I shouldn’t because of my meds, but ZZ wants me naked when he’s done. Winter comes back out and wraps her arms around my neck, and whispers she loves me. I love the bitch too. Her eyes fly towards the monitor and she gasps. I look up to see what it is, and she lets her hold on me go.

“I think that’s my mother.”

She takes off running back to the chapel, and I down another shot. Shit’s about to get real.

Everyone starts flocking outta the chapel and Winter pulls me up. She starts walking out towards the hall and ZZ rips me outta her hold.

“I don’t f**kin think so. She ain’t goin out there with you,” he growls.

How f**kin dare him. My friend needs me. I jerk outta his hold. “She needs me, and I’m f**kin goin. You know how you said there was shit we might need to talk about? Well, this is one of them. You ain’t gonna f**kin control me.”

He steps back. Like I just wounded him and I don’t care. I will never be controlled by a man. No matter if he’s got a pierced c**k and that I love him. No f**king way.

Braxxon slaps him on the shoulder and clasps down tightly. “Welcome to my world.”

I turn back around and follow everyone out. The entire time, Mason is growling behind me. We get to the gate, and Braxxon calls out. “State your f**kin purpose.”

Without missing a beat, the woman with the entourage calls out in a Russian accent. “My daughter is my purpose.”

Winter gasps. “I knew it.”

Braxxon nods his head, and allows Pyro and Sniper to open the gate. We all back up and let her mother walk in followed by two black sedans. Three things are very clear when she walks in. The first, she’s no doubt Winter’s mother. She’s the other replica of her. Straight up beautiful. Second, she commands a very fierce persona. Third, I think the guys just fell in love.

“Holy f**k!”

Yep, they fell in love.

As the gates shut behind their entrance, Winter and her mother just stare at one another. It’s noticeable Winter has no idea how to act and the same goes for her mother. The entire parking lot is cricket quiet.

Hello Winter,” her mother greets in her accent. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m Liana”

Winter loses it. She starts bawling her eyes out. “Hi,” she squeaks. “This is my husband.” Winter quickly clings onto Braxxon.

Braxxon sticks out his hand. “Welcome Liana. I would say it’s nice to meet you…,” he trails off.

Liana laughs, and it’s a beautiful sound that I’m very jealous of.

“Yes, these certain circumstances were not how I planned to meet my youngest daughter for the first time since she were a baby.”

I’m lost, and apparently, I’m not the only one.

“Angel, did ya forget to tell me something?” Braxxon questions her.

“Uh, ya, again you were being short.”

Winter and Braxxon lead them into the new clubhouse, and I suspect it’s because it’s cleaner and new. If Winter’s mother seen what the old clubhouse looked like, she’d probably be disgraced. Things are severely tense to the point it’s making my bones ache. Or it’s from the lack of resting like I was ordered to do by the hospital. I excuse myself and go lay down without even telling Mason. He needs to be down here. I’m worried if I tell him I’m not feeling well, he’ll just follow me up.

***

ZZ

Storm tries to sneak off, thinkin she’s being f**kin slick and she’s not. I can see the tiredness in her eyes and in her movements. This night needs to hurry and f**kin end so I can climb into bed with her.

Winter tells Tatiana to take Mace to one of the guestrooms, and surprisingly Tatiana doesn’t fight her on it. I watch as James hugs my clueless mother and whispers something in her ear. She looks over at me, and I nod. No doubt, James told her she needs to go to bed. I look around for Bom Bom and Creamy and don’t see them. Either they’re already in bed, or they scrammed before I even saw them. Braxxon puts the prospects on watch duty, and they take off. I just sit here twiddling my f**king thumbs because I have nothing to do but listen. Usually when I’m bored I can hunt down Piper, and she can make me laugh. But even she can’t be here right now.

“These men claiming to be my Russians are not mine. I can assure you they are not. The men who are with me tonight,” she gestures around the room, “are my men.” Her voice is f**king fantastic, and if I didn’t have a hot little woman upstairs, I might try to f**k Winter’s mom.

Liana thinks for a moment. “The men claiming they are mine. They’ve caused my daughter an extreme amount of worry. How you deal with them must be quiet. As you can see, I am not at all…” She pauses, tosses her hair over her shoulders, and crosses her legs to sit back. Jesus, she’s really f**kin hot. I adjust myself, praying I don’t get hard. I don’t wanna explain that shit to anyone. Just when I finish, I get a smack upside the head. I turn to find Pyro glaring at me, shaking his head in a no manner.