The Darkest Of Light (The Kings of Retribution MC)

He’s right. All the guys in the club are like a bunch of big brother’s. And they treat my sister and I like sisters. Like I said before, I couldn’t ask for a better family.

"I know, Reid and you’re like a brother. Which is why I know if you could have, you would have stopped that truck yourself," I wait a beat contemplating my next statement, "I know about what happened to your brother," I say softly and his body jerks, "What you had to witness with my accident must have brought up some bad memories." Just when he’s about to open his mouth, I cut him off, "Look, I know you probably don’t want to talk about what happened, but I want you to know that if you ever do, then I’m here for you." I gauge Reid’s reaction, hoping I’ve not overstepped my bounds. I watch him visibly swallow before speaking.

"Appreciate it, Alba." When he doesn’t say any more I know the conversation is over. I’ve said my peace and so has he. I can only pray that one day he can see that what happened to me and what happened to his brother was not his fault.

Standing up from the table, I walk over towards the stove.

"You hungry? Lisa made spaghetti. And I’m feeling like a second lunch." I have no idea where I’m putting all this food.

"Sure," he chuckles, "I could go for something to eat."

Reid and I are just finishing up our meal when Gabriel walks in the door. Striding over to me, he leans down giving me a kiss. He turns his attention to Reid, "I need to speak with you, brother."

Lifting his chin, Reid stands up from the table and takes his plate to the sink. Walking by me, he kisses me on the top of my head.

"Thanks for the late lunch, sweetheart."

"You’re welcome," I say with a smile.

"Give me a minute with Reid, okay, baby?" Gabriel says.

I see an angry, yet worried look written all over Gabriel’s face, but decide not to question him right now.

"I’m going to go take a nap. Will you come lay with me when you’re done?"

"Sí, mi amor. Yes, my love. I’ll be up in a few minutes."

Once upstairs, I change into a t-shirt and sleep shorts before climbing into bed. I must have dozed off for a few minutes because the next thing I remember is waking up to Gabriel pressed behind me with his arm around me and his hand lying protectively over our son.

I can feel the rise and fall of his chest against my back, and I know he’s asleep. With a smile on my face, I snuggle deeper into his strong embrace, and before I know it my eyes turn heavy once again as I fall asleep in Gabriel’s arms.

Chapter Twenty

Gabriel

I’m smiling as I pull out of the driveway of our home. We found out this morning we are having a boy. My woman is giving me a son. I still can’t believe it. Seeing the image on the screen, making out his features. He is perfection. Haven’t had a reason to smile in a long time. The overwhelming love I feel for my unborn child amazes me. They are my purpose in life.

Alba was released a couple hours ago from the hospital and even though leaving her side was hard, it was necessary because Jake called and said Alba’s truck was just brought in. Logan and Quinn have already started going over everything with a fine-tooth comb, so I’m heading to the garage. If it’s the cocksucker who was stalking her in Bozeman that means he was here in Polson. We need fucking answers and fast.

Alba asked before I left if I could send Reid over in place of Austin. She knows my brother is feeling like shit about the accident. It’s not his fault, but I’m guessing he is having a hard time dealing with the whole situation due to the fact he lost his brother the same way a few years ago. I called him and he didn’t hesitate.

Eager to get some answers, I pull up into the parking lot of the shop twenty minutes later and make my way inside through the front door where I’m met by Jake who has just walked out of his office.

"Hey, brother, they just got what’s left of the truck up on the lift, let’s go see what they can find out," he says clapping me on the back as he passes by. When we walk into the garage my stomach tightens into a knot looking at the wreckage again. I make a walk around the perimeter of it, really taking in the magnitude of the whole situation. How Alba wasn’t hurt worse than she was is beyond me. Ducking my head, I peer underneath where Quinn and Logan are.

"Shit," Quinn remarks, which gets everyone’s attention, "The fuckin’ break lines were sliced."

The four of us walk over to Quinn and get a good look at the evidence before us. Sure enough, someone cut the line right behind the driver’s front wheel.

"MOTHERFUCKER," I roar, picking up a socket wrench, sending it soaring across the garage, "This guy is here in Polson, or was at some point and was able to get close enough to cut the fuckin’ break lines on Alba’s truck? This shit had to have happened when she was out somewhere. Either a doctor’s appointment or shopping. Security is too tight at our home for this shit to happen there," I tell them.

"Who’s with her now?" Prez asks me.

"Reid," I inform him.

I walk outside to get some fresh air before I explode. This asshole is in my town—around my woman and tried to fuckin’ kill her and my son. He has no idea who he is dealing with. Needing to take the edge off, I light a cigarette and inhale deep, letting the smoke burn my lungs before releasing. I hear the door open and close behind me. Logan steps up beside me, lighting a smoke of his own.

"Prez is calling church. We need to roll out in a few minutes. Call your woman, we may be late getting home today, brother