Alpha: Devil's Rose MC #3

Chapter 30: Persephone Estrada

When it was over, King kept going on and on about how it was the easiest mission thing we have ever done. He kept saying 'these assholes were so fucking stupid.' As if I didn't know that already if they truly thought their plan was going to work. 

I have read enough mafia romance novels to know that even if the girl does get kidnapped or whatever, it never actually works. Everyone just dies anyway. Apparently, they didn't even have time to shoot their guns before one of his men or him had them slammed onto the ground and bleeding. 

If I'm going to be honest though, I was pretty happy to be a part of it. I felt really included in the MC life and as the President's Old Lady. I'm sure that something like that isn't going to happen again. King was kind of a wreck, but it was fun while it lasted. 

Plus, Poppy is freaking hilarious. She's a hilarious person that you could spend all day just laughing with.

About thirty minutes after we got to the bar, King left once again. I'm sure it was to deal with police and the stupid guys and all the paperwork he must have. Scout went with him, so I think they are having a great time together. 

I'm so glad that Major finally got the position he's worked so hard for. I haven't known him long, but from what I hear from the riders and Old Ladies, he deserves every bit of that new cut. He also saved my life, something I will never be able to repay in full. Not that he's asked for anything. 

I roll my eyes at Beatrice who waves me over to her table, full-on giggles bursting out of Teagan's mouth while Reece stares lovingly at her. They are such a cute couple, I adore them. Scarlett and Navy are running around, getting grumbled at by the biker men, but they don't say much. 

Scarlett and one of the new prospects that King helped the same night he rescued me are hanging out, but I don't think he's going to last long. No one really likes him all that much. Navy squeals as she's about to be caught, weaving through the men to run into her father's arms. 

It makes me miss my own dad. I remember when I was attached to his hip as a child. I copied him - his facial expressions, his body movements, the way he talked. That fell apart as I got older, in a good way, but then, we separated in everything we did. I guess, I never got the chance to rekindle that close relationship. I want to though. 

At some point in this crazy life, I want to be able to be the way we used to be. I pay closer to the conversation happening around me but respectfully don't find myself interested in gossiping about celebrities. 

It's just not something I'm interested in discussing, not that I know much about it in the first place, and I find myself wanting to be with King. I feel like my mind is always on him. Constantly lingering in the background. I wonder if he thinks about me the way I think about him.

"Hey, are you doing okay?"

I swivel my head around to see Fiona sitting down beside me.

"Yep, I'm good."

"You've had a rough couple of days, so I wanted to make sure."

"Oh...everything's good. Nothing too crazy happened."

"You were shot at, about to be attacked again, and you've had to meet Slicker. That's all crazy stuff."

"You're pregnant. You've got a lot of crazy things happening to you."

"It's fun though. I'm lucky since I haven't been getting sick or feeling weird at all. It feels right like I was supposed to get pregnant."

"If you don't mind me asking, you were deemed infertile right?"