Wayward Temptation (Wayward Saints MC Book 6) (16 page)

I was surprised that the door was unlocked today. Yeah, I check it every day. Maybe they are finally tired of me
,
and are going to just let whatever happens to me. Opening the door, I look out
,
and hear the roar of motorcycles. It’s been two days since I’ve talked to Butch
,
and maybe they have some party going on today.
 

I watch as they start to come into the yard
,
and I swear I’m seeing things. He puts his kickstand down
,
and I hear a bunch of the guys muttering under their breath about him. “I can’t fucking believe they let him come back
,
” Screech says
,
as they watch them gather together by their bikes. The one that must be the president of their club motions for them to follow him
,
and I can’t stop myself.
 

Running right at Raef, he looks up just in time for me to run into him. He catches me
,
as I throw myself into his arms
,
and he lets out an “oomph.”
 

“You’re here
,
” I whisper against his neck.
 

“Yeah Darlin’
,
you’re stuck with me while we deal with this problem.” I pull back enough to look at his face
,
and he has a huge grin.
 

Feeling the eyes of the other men on us, I look at them
,
and they all have smirks on their faces. Burying my face into Raef’s chest
,
I try to hide from their prying eyes. “Guys this is Sailor. Sailor these are my brothers.” They all nod their heads at me
,
and I give them a small wave.
 

“Mac
,
” the leader greets. I turn and watch their exchange, but I can see the tension between the two men.
 

“Cason
,
” he looks over the men standing behind Cason
,
and when his eyes land of Raef, I can see the anger in them.
 

“Give me a run down on what’s going on
,
” Cason’s voice never wavers against Mac
,
and when I see Mac look over at us again, I know that he’s going to blame Raef for whatever went wrong here.
 

“Your fucking son shot and killed one of my men
,
and fucked up our deal with our supplier
,
” Mac spits angrily. I don’t get why he’s so hostile
,
since he knows the truth. Butch told me that his president knew all about what Striker did
,
and how he fucked the club’s business with their supplier. He warned me not to say anything, but I want to so badly.
 

“My fucking son found a damn rat in your club. Throwing him under the bus won’t do anything but piss me off
,
and want to disband this fucking charter. Mac, I’ve known you a lot of years
.
Hell, my son’s think of you as family. You’re going to sit here and tell me that Raef fucked up?” Cason is getting angrier by the second
,
and I can only see this ending badly.
 

“Yeah, I am
,
” Mac snarls. Cason goes towards him
,
and Raef starts to follow
.
I grab ahold of him
,
and
,
he looks back at me and stops. He looks down at my hands
,
and his eyes soften. He grabs my hand
,
and gives it a squeeze. I watch as he turns his attention back to this father
,
and his brothers are all staring down Mac.
 

“Don’t fuckin’ push me Mac
,
” Cason demands. Everyone turns their attention to the two men standing toe to toe
,
and I swear it’s almost like an old western. My brother looks unsure about whose side he should be on
,
and that worries me. What if he ends up being a causality of this war between charters?

“Raef didn’t do it
,
” Butch finally says. All heads turn in his direction
,
and I can see the anger written all over Mac’s face. Butch should have just kept his mouth shut.
 

“Do not try and get in between this shit
,
” Raef growls, his arm wraps around my waist, pulling me closer to him.
 

“What did you say Butch?” Mac spits angrily. He goes right up to Butch
,
and gets in his face.
 

“I said Raef didn’t have anything to do with it. Striker is the one who messed all this shit up. Everyone here knows that.” In the blink of an eye, Mac punches my brother
,
and he falls to the ground. Raef releases me
,
and charges at Mac
.
He all but lays him out on the ground. I go to run towards him, but someone grabs me
,
and holds me back. Kicking and screaming, I try to get free, but it’s no use.
 

“Chill
,
” the guy holding on to me demands.
 

“No. What if he hurts him?” I try to fight some more, but I’m pulled back into a body.
 

“Raef will be fine. I’ve watched my brother whoop on men bigger than Mac before. Just chill the fuck out.” I stop struggling
,
and I watch Raef.
 

Mac gets up
,
and charges at Raef
.
I can’t help but cover my eyes. I don’t see what happens next, but judging by Mac’s angry voice, he didn’t get a chance to do what he wanted.
 

“Let me fucking go. I don’t appreciate you fuckers coming into my house
,
and disrespecting my club.” Mac spits some blood on the ground
,
and turns his attention to me.
 

I shrink back into the guy’s arms
,
and he pulls me behind him. “It’s all that little bitch’s fault
,
” he pulls away from his men
,
and comes right towards me. All the guys that came with Raef are now standing in front of me
,
making a shield or something around me.
 

“Stay the fuck away from her
,
” Cason growls. He’s standing in front of everyone, standing toe to toe with Mac again.
 

“All this shit is her fault. She knew exactly what she was doing when she came here. That bitch is trapping your son
,
and already made me lose one of my men. I won’t allow her to ruin everything that I built out here.”
 

Cason looks back at me
,
and I can feel my heart drop into my stomach. Does he really believe that? Sure he knows nothing about me, but he has to know that I wouldn’t do anything to hurt Raef. I’m in love with him.
 

“Maybe if her brother protected her, she wouldn’t be in this mess
,
and needed help out of it
,
” Cason growls back at Mac.

“You mean like how well you protected your own daughter. I mean, your sons didn’t even know what was going on with her until it was too late.” Cason doesn’t even say anything in return. He hits Mac harder than I’ve ever seen before
,
and they both go to the ground. Cason gets down on the ground
,
and hits Mac over and over again
,
until a few of his men finally pull him off of Mac.
 

Mac is laying there on the ground in his own blood
,
and I can’t believe what I just witnessed. “Clean up this shit
,
and head into church. I’m running things until we fucking leave
,
” Cason wipes his knuckles on his jeans
,
and walks into the clubhouse
,
without another word.
 

I watch as a few of the members from this charter help their president off the ground
,
and walk him inside. The rest of Cason’s men start to slowly make their way inside
,
and I don’t even know what to do. Part of me wants to go and hide in my room until I know that I’m safe
,
and the other part just wants to be wrapped up in Raef’s arms again. Maybe then I’ll finally feel safe again.
 

Hands grip my waist
,
and I’m pulled back into his body. “I got you
,
” his breath is on my neck
,
and when I turn around, I wrap my arms around his neck.
 

“What’s going to happen?” My voice doesn’t even sound like mine. I’m terrified of them not helping me. What if Marco or that other guy finds me?

“Don’t worry. I’m here
,
and I won’t let anything happen to one inch of your pretty little body
,
” he kisses my nose
,
and releases me. He leads me towards the room we shared
,
and I am afraid of what’s going to happen.
 

“I need you to stay here
,
” he says
,
as he opens the door. He pauses for a second
,
and looks at the lock on the door before turning towards me
,
and raising an eyebrow. “Did they lock you in here?”
 

I don’t say anything
.
I know that he wants an answer, but it’s going to piss him off. “They fucking locked you in this room.” It’s not a question this time
,
it’s more of a statement. He grabs my hand
,
and drags me back the way we came
,
and into the clubhouse.
 

When we come to my brother, Raef gets right in his face. “Why the fuck is there a lock on the outside of her door?”
 

The guys around us all stop what they are doing
,
and watch the show. I’ve never seen Raef this pissed before
,
and it’s weird to think that I am the reason for it.
 

“Prez said that it had to be done
,
” Butch looks down at the ground
,
and doesn’t say anything else. Every time I tried to ask him why I was locked in there, he told me that it was club business
,
and I would be safer in there.
 

“You’re allowing them to treat your own flesh and blood like a fucking slave. Are you fucking kidding me?” Cason starts to walk over towards us
,
and I’m afraid of what is going to happen next.
 

“It was an order
,
” Butch cowers down
.
Raef releases me and goes to grab him, but Cason stops him.
 

“Enough Raef
,
” he demands.
 

Chapter Twenty-One

I want to fucking kill Butch and Mac so bad right now. How could they fucking treat her like that? My old man stands between Butch and I
,
and as much as I want to go against orders, I don’t. As my father has always said, there is a time and a place for everything.
 

Mac and Butch will both get what’s coming to them. I don’t give a shit what anyone else says. I’ll be committing suicide by going after another president in our club, but he’s done enough to fuck up my shit.
 

“Go take care of her
,
and meet us back in church in twenty.” My old man doesn’t leave it up for argument, so I grab Sailor’s hand
,
and lead her back to her room. The walk to the room is silent
,
and part of me likes the peace. I like being back here with her, but I rather be on my home court.
 

“Raef
,
” her voice is low and unsure
,
and I hate that I have helped make it that way. I should be protecting her
,
and all I seem to do is fuck shit up for her.
 

“Yeah Darlin’
,
” I open the door. Grabbing the padlock off of it
,
and toss it on the floor by the bed.