“What?” I turn in my seat at the bar. “Me sitting bitch on a fucking submarine isn’t enough?” Royce and I have been inseparable since he picked me up that night. He’s my brother. The only weakness I now have, and good fucking luck trying to take that big motherfucker away from me. He’d slit your throat before you even breathe near him.

“Shut the fuck up. Come on…” I push off the chair and swallow the rest of my whiskey. All the fucking drama with him and his old lady, who just happened to be the fucking bunny girl in my den all those years ago. All for this moment right here. The moment they’ve all been waiting for with K Diamond. Must be nice to extract your revenge on someone and know that he’s about to die. I need that one day, but unfortunately, this motherfucker still hasn’t fulfilled his word about Skully.

Taking the steps two at a time, I watch as everyone from the MC filters in. Lion, our president and the man who took not only Royce in, but me too, stands back in the corner, watching the whole fucking thing.

When she steps aside, my anger dissolves. Wide, doe eyes and a small pixie face. Her hair is shorter now, cut around her jaw.

“Poppy?” I stammer backward, confused.

“Hey, big brother…” Reaching for her arm, I shove her into my chest and lay a single kiss on top of her head, breathing in her scent. “I thought you were fucking dead. Twice.”

Her arms wrap around my torso, but not enough to reach either side. “I know. I’m sorry.”

I step back, my eyes flying around the small confinement of the space. “What the fuck is going on?” There’s a woman standing beside Lion, dressed in a black suit set. Poppy is beside Jade, and behind them are the rest of the brothers. Fury, Khaos, Roo.