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“Damn it, son!”
“Admit it!” I scream.
“It’s rule number one! Club first! You put everything before your own brother! He worshipped you!” Dad yells back, and finally it’s all out in the open.
“I fucked up. I freely admit it. Gabby lied to me, and I let myself believe it because I didn’t want to confront T myself. He’d been through so much and I found it easier to believe what Gabby was telling me over telling him myself.”
“You took the coward’s way out. I taught you better than that. You owed your brother your loyalty, not some piece of ass.”
“Don’t you think I know that? Don’t you think I’ve beaten myself up over that since it all blew up? Jesus, I know Dad. Every day, I go without my brother at my side. I fucking know.”
“How am I supposed to trust you to take over this damn club, when you couldn’t even man-up with your own flesh and blood?”
“Gee, Dad, I don’t know. Maybe I’m just a chip off the old block.”
“What the hell does that mean?”
Letting out a growl, I want to confront him over everything. I want to tell him what I know. I’m on the verge, but I stop myself. The past is best left dead and buried. I don’t know anything for certain. There’s no point in resurrecting the past.
“It doesn’t matter. Just tell me why King said I should ask you what he’s doing in Kentucky—not to mention our territory.”
Dad sits down in his chair with a sigh. I don’t need to be a fucking mind reader to know I will not like what he’s about to say. “For fuck’s sake, Dom, sit down.”
I sit down, still staring at him and refusing to back down.
“Ford discovered the traitors inside his organization, as well as the rival club, were being bankrolled by our biggest threat here in Kentucky.”
“The Kings?” I ask, knowing this is bad news. The Feral Kings MC is in Western Kentucky, with the main chapter in Bowling Green. They’re a garbage group full of assholes that make the rest of us look bad, having no rhyme or reason when it comes to killing. They don’t have a code. We may be a one percent club when necessary, but the Kings? They kill for sport. They get off on that shit.
“Yeah. T joining Ford’s crew lit a fire under them. They’re after us and they’re not going to be happy until they have their war.”
“So, we’re going to give them war?”
“We are,” Dad confirms. I find myself frowning as I take in the repercussions of what that means. “What’s that look for?”
“We need to make sure our women are safe. Lyla and Tamsin will be big targets, so will Mom. Thea will be included because she’s a Club Princess, Bull’s daughter, Breaker’s sister, and she belongs to me. I won’t risk her getting hurt.”
“We always take care of our women,” Dad responds, studying me.
“We’re going to need more firepower,” I mutter, but I’m talking mostly to myself.
“Dom?”
“Is there a reason you couldn’t tell me that King was in town or what was going on until I demanded it?” I ask my old man point blank. There’s a lot of bitterness rolling inside of me right now and I don’t mind admitting—at least to myself—that I need him to tell me I have this wrong. I need to know he still has faith in me, if not that, I still need to know he trusts me to have the club’s back.
“You didn’t need to know yet,” Dad hedges, but I know that look on his face.
“Did Breaker know?”
“He’s our SOA, so yes.”
“So, most of the club knows, except me.”
“Not all the club,” Dad says, scrubbing his face. I study him for a minute and then I stand up. I need out of here. “Dom?—”
“You know, I realize I fucked up. I’ve been actively trying to destroy myself because of it. Still, I pulled myself up and I’m fighting every damn day to be a better man. The kind of man who deserves a woman like Thea. The kind of man my brothers can look up to. I’m starting to see that the last part of that is not going to happen.”
“Damn it, son?—”
