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With yellow flowers surrounding us, Rya and I stood at the altar in front of the pastor. Rya slipped a hand under my Royal Bastard cut, and laid a hand on my chest to be close to my special tattoo. She then said, “Thank you to the women who made this day possible.”
Dio, in a front pew, sat with his new wife and her children, smiling at us with such pride.
I touched the necklace, the silver charm at Rya’s neck, then smiled at Diesel, also in a front pew, for being so wise and giving Rya the gift he had given my mother.
Thankful for the lightning bolt that brought me so much meaning, I told Rya, “Thank you for praying for thunder.”
The glow from the lit candles made Rya’s eyes even more mystical as we said our vows of everlasting…
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With our friends and family, we made the journey back to where all our bikes were parked. Walking through the woods and water I had traveled many times to find my light, I thought of the new life we were building.
Over the past year, both Onus’s and Mr. Stannon’s bodies were discovered. Investigations were still underway, but wills were finalized and properties were split, sold, or kept.
Clearing the border of trees at the property that used to be grandma’s, it was easy to see the new Royal Bastard clubhouse being built.
After getting on my bike, my Old Lady snug behind me, I thought of the ashes left behind after the house was burned down. It was so tragic back then yet now such a sign of hope.
I, Thunder DiAni Semloh, the president of the Wilmington, North Carolina Royal Bastards, was a warrior who was going to fight for all victims of human trafficking and sexual slavery.
I was a phoenix rising from the ashes of my past.
Arms tightened around my waist, a head leaning to my back. “It was all worth it,” my wife, Ryannon Semloh, told me.
She was right.
I started my engine.
“Every second.” I put my bike in gear. “Everlasting.”
“Everlastin’, Deity.”
I laughed mischievously. “Oh, Little Goddess. You’re going to pay for that.”
“Promises. Promises.”
Driving away with many bikes in tow, I thought of the day I first found my light.
“What’s ya name?” the little girl asked me.
“Thunder.”
Some smiles are pretty. Some smiles are beautiful. Then there are those smiles that are kissed by heaven. “Thunda?” she replied in amazement. “Wow. Ya have a great name.”
EPILOGUE
SPIRITUAL READINGS
Chubs
A few months back
Trust Diesel. Trust Diesel, I begged myself as he sat in the driver’s seat of his truck, speaking with a security guard through his open window. The smiling guard was manning the iron gate that read Crowe’s Ranch. “Yes, sir. Sawyer said you were visiting today.” The guard pointed to a ginormous black man waiting on a four-wheeler on the other side of the gate. “Tower will be your tour guide.”
Diesel frowned, eyeing the man. “Shit.”
The guard laughed. “Yeah, that’s what he said this morning when he saw your name on the guest list.”
