Passing the Torch (Devil's Knights 2nd Generation 1)

“No, Luna.”

She rolled her eyes, grabbed a chair from the wall, and plopped it down right next to me. “You really think I’m not going to be here for this?” She dropped down in the chair and folded her arms over her chest. “Proceed.”

This was the first official meeting where I was sitting in King’s seat.

Luna decided she was going to be a part of it. Right fucking next to me.

“Luna, come on,” Pie hissed. “What in the hell do you think you are doing?” he demanded.

She glared at Pie and raised her middle finger at him. “I’m gonna sit here and listen to what you dumbasses are going to do about Bunny.”

I laid my hands on the table in front of me. “There isn’t a whole hell of a lot we can do, Luna. It’s in the hands of the police now.”

Luna scoffed. “You’re telling me there isn’t going to be some Devil’s Knights revenge being served up?”

I tapped my fingers on the table. “That’s club business, Luna. You know that.”

“I’ve heard that BS my whole life, Hero, and that’s exactly what it is. Bull. Shit.”

“Luna,” I growled. I could only patronize her for so long. She shouldn’t have even been in here in the first place. To then demand to know what we were doing was crossing the line.

“You really think King would sit where you are and do nothing? You’re already fucking up, Hero,” she snarled.

I slammed my fist down on the table. “Talk to me like that one more fucking time, Luna, and find out what happens,” I thundered.

The guys around the table glared at Luna. She may have been Pie’s sister, but she didn’t have the right to barge in here and talk down to me.

“Knock it off now, Luna,” Pie echoed. “You can’t pull this shit just because King isn’t here. Hero is in charge, and you listen to him just like you do King.”

Luna growled under her breath, but she didn’t say anything more. She knew she was crossing the line. I got that she was upset and wanted to make sure whoever killed Bunny was found, but being a raging brat wasn’t going to get her very far. “I’m sorry,” she muttered.

“You’re not part of the club, Luna. You can’t be in here.”

Luna scoffed. “Bullshit. My dad has been in more meetings than you can count and don’t even get me started on Uncle Leo being in meetings.”

Luna and Pie’s dad was Troy who happened to be King’s ol’ lady’s best friend. Their mom, Marley, also happened to be the daughter of one of the oldest members of the club, Gravel. Gravel was also married to Ethel, who was King’s mom. To say that shit got a bit confusing was an understatement.

“Shut. Up.” Pie was at his wits end with Luna. A vein in his neck throbbed, and his face was turning red. “I told you this wasn’t a good fucking idea, and yet, here you are raising cane.”

“You know the only reason it wasn’t a good idea for me to come in here was because I don’t have a dick hanging between my legs.” Luna jumped up, and her chair skidded into the wall. “Bunny is dead, and all you assholes care about is beating your chests like fucking King Kong.”

I cared about Bunny. We all fucking did. Luna’s emotions were bubbling over, and she was ready to blow.

“Sit down, Luna,” I asked quietly.

She panted heavily, ready to yell at us again. I was done with the yelling.

“If you want us to talk to you, then I’m gonna need you to show us some respect and we’ll do the same.” I reached behind me, grabbed her chair, and slid it back next to me. “Sit.”

She sat and folded her arms over her chest.

Everyone settled back down, and I relaxed into my chair. Shit was crazy right now, and we all needed to just take a damn breath.

“We can’t go around demanding answers like we’re the cops,” I started. “We do that and we’re just going to end up on the cop’s radar even more than we have.”

“I say we talk to the girls at the club. See if they might know who would have hurt Bunny,” Pie suggested.

I glanced at Luna. “I’m sure you’ve already started doing that.”