Page 37 of Demon Rider

They whistle and call out, making some of the woman jump.

“She is the first Ol’ Lady, of the Reaper’s Order MC, she belongs here.” Zeke, tips his beer at me.

“Damn straight.”

“Does she know about your wife, and how you became a Reaper?” Teo asks.

“Yeah. Told her everything, and damn, brother, she took that shit in her stride. She said that she has a feeling deep in her bones that she knows me. There is something familiar about me.” I shrug, explaining.

“Some Reaper folklore states that our fated mates are designed for us. the familiarity is already imprinted in our souls.” Huck offers.

We all look at him, and he shrugs. “Did you fuck a history professor or something?” Teo asks him.

“Nah, man. I actually liked the supernatural shit before I became the supernatural. So, I kept reading up on what I was.”

“Fair.” Rupert mutters. “I used to watch paranormal crap on TV with my mates at the weekend, but never believed in it, until ya know.”

I chuckle, the men around me join in. We all became Reapers for varied reasons, but we all have one thing in common and that is we were all cunts as humans, but crazy that we had morals.

Being a Reaper is not hard, but you have to have this switch that you can switch off to all emotions and do what is needed We have encounter some human hosts that love being invaded by an evil soul, and offer help, or once we send the demon back, they continue their work.

“Same.” Huck adds.

Both Huck and Rupert are the youngest in the club. They only became Reapers nine years ago. They were in deep with a street crew, who dealt in guns and knives, but they got wind that the street crew were planning a terrorist attack on a building in London.

While on the way to the city they were gunned won, because some bitch Huck was fucking told the leader that they reposted the crew to the police.

“Fuck, I can’t wait for Halloween.” Otto rubs his hands together.

“Some, brother.” Milo says grinning. “Candy apples, candy corn, baby.

“I fucking love a toffee apple.” Rupert grins.

“It’s fucking candy apple you posh twat.” Milo kicks Rupert in the leg.

They banter back and forth, and then the conversations shifts to the Halloween party that we have this weekend.

We host a party every thirty-first of October. It is a big night for the club, we get to celebrate our Reapers, while partying with the locals. Kids come to play in the hay maze out back, we have popping for apple games and other kid friendly Halloween activates then at six they leave and then the party really fucking starts.

I want my woman here for this, so she has better be prepared to be dragged back here, so she can help get things ready and experience her first Reaper’s Order MC Halloween party.

Fuck she has done all the planning this year, and it sounds like she went above and beyond so she should be here for it.

“You good, brother?” Zeke’s voice breaks through my thoughts.

“I will be when I have her back here. Hunters are out there, brother; she knows some but not enough. The prospect has better not let her out of his sight,”

“He is good. Will be a good addition.”

“We’ll see,” I scoff, taking a pull from my beer, seeing Pres grin.

Shaking my head at him, I sit back thinking of ways I am going to take Kristina, make her scream my name letting every fucker know that she is mine.

My skin is crawling knowing that she is not here, that she is at home where I can touch her and taste her.

I spend the rest of the night with my brothers, going over plans for the Halloween maze outside and the other games, and vendors that we are including. The prospect sends updates to my phone, which I was not expecting, but one look from Pres and I know he put the order in.

Sleeping is going to be shit, I just know it, so I down a few shots to help me relax enough to sleep.