Kill For Me (Snakes Henchmen MC 5)

, and they call me a mamas boy.” Everyone laughs at Wrench.

It's been a damn long day. My girl kidnapped by her father and beaten almost to death, and our unborn baby was nearly lost. Then my mother took ill, and I was terrified I was losing her, only for it to turn out that she was in labor. The best things to have come out of today are Brooke and the baby being okay, and little Dana being born. Things are looking up for us, finally.

Brooke will never believe this when I tell her.

Chapter Thirty

Brooke

I watch my little boy sleeping in his crib. He looks adorable lying there on his back with his little arms above his head. Now and again, the movement of his jaw as he sucks his pacifier makes me smile. Then I think about what happened, and tears prick my eyes. I hate that I can't stop thinking about what Hank did to me. I hate that even two weeks after the event, it's still so fresh in my mind.

I sit in my chair next to my bedroom window late at night, while I feed Gabe, and I remember all those vile things Hank said about Gabe and Hawk. I think about almost losing my unborn son, and I think about Gabe growing up without a mother. My father tried and thought he'd killed me. What kind of parent does something like that?

An insane one, Brooke.

The doctor's only kept me in the hospital for three days. There was no lasting damage to my body, no reason to keep me there. In truth, I just wanted to get home to my son. The second I saw him in Taylor's arms; I grabbed him and held him so close to me. I told him over and over how much I love him. Gabriel is my world, and I would die for him without hesitation. Just as every good parent would for their child.

I held onto Taylor for long moments that day. She thanked me for saving her life, I thanked her for saving Gabe's, and I couldn't apologize enough for what could have happened to her. Granted, no one knew she was pregnant, so how could I have? It didn't stop me feeling guilty that she could have lost that precious little girl. Taylor took my face in her hands and told me not to think like that; baby Dana is perfectly healthy. Taylor nor BlackJack wanted me to blame myself for anything, yet, I still do.

Hawk and I had to postpone our wedding. I didn't want to get married with bruises all over my face. I don't want to look back at my wedding photos in years to come and see myself like that. We haven't postponed for long, though, we're getting married next week. I don't want to feel like this when that day comes. I don't want anything to spoil it.

I lay my hands gently on my baby bump, and I thank God for not taking my baby from me. I know I have to move on from this, thinking about it only upsets me like this. I'm okay, my baby is okay, Gabe is safe, and Hawk will make sure we're always safe. I'm going to be just fine. We all are.

“Hey, you,” I smile as Hawk wraps his arms around my waist from behind, and kisses my cheek. “He looks peaceful.”

“Safe in sleep,” I smile at my baby boy. Hawk and I made that beautiful boy, and soon we'll have another little boy to cherish. Cherish him we will. Well. cherish both of them, Gabriel and Dante.

“It's gonna be all right, you know?” Hawk rocks me gently from side to side, his temple against mine.

I lay my hand on his face and stroke his jaw with my fingers. “I love you so much,” I tell him with as much honesty as I can muster. “You mean everything to me. I know everything is going to be okay because you've made sure of that. Hank is gone, and he can't hurt us anymore.”

“But you're still worried your brothers might come looking for you. Aren't you?”

I nod my head because that's precisely what I'm worried about. The sheriff may have reported that Hank died due to the fact he'd gotten drunk at the bar his frequented often. There he fought with a man Hank took a dislike to due to his color. He then drunkenly drove home, took himself to the barn, and there he dropped his shotgun and blew a hole through his stomach, but even I know my family will never believe it.

I told myself that it didn't matter about my brothers, that they wouldn't come looking for me. However, the truth is, how could they not? I'm scared they'll come looking for both Marnie and me. I can't risk anything happening to my sister, and Hawk has been keeping an eye on her just in case something happens. I just don't know if it's going to be enough.

I don't know how the Snakes are going to get away with this. I'm terrified that BlackJack is going to end up in prison for what he did. I'm scared of the questions my brother's will as when they see Hank's body in the mortuary if they haven't already. He's sure to have a mark on his face from when I hit him with that spade. Surely that can't be passed off as an injury he sustained in a bar fight?

I don't want to speculate on things I know nothing about, but I can't help it. I don't want my brother's in my life causing trouble for me. I wish them and my mother good health, but I don't want to see any of them again for as long as I live. I'll always love them in some way, but they never cared about me. Now is my time to be happy. I have my family, Hawk, Gabe, our unborn son, the Snakes Henchmen, and Marnie.

“You have nothing to worry about, Brooke. There is nothing I won't do to protect you. You know that, don't you?”

“I know.” I turn my head and kiss him. “I'm scared, Hawk. What if my brother's work out what really happened to Hank?”

“Beautiful,” Hawk turns me in his arms and takes my face in his hands. “They aren't going to find out. They have no reason to question the sheriff and the coroner. I know it's a lot to ask, but trust me, there is nothing to worry about.”

“I trust you with my life. I just don't want to lose you.”

He smiles, and pulls me into his arms, kisses my head, and holds me close to him. “You won't lose me, baby. Put this behind you, Brooke. You're safe now, and no one is coming for you. We'll be here when Marnie is ready to leave Paul, and you and I are getting married in a week. However, before that, you need time to finish healing. We also need to get ready for my parents. They'll be here soon with the baby.”

I pull away from him and smile. I'm dying to hold Dana again. She's already two weeks old, and I haven't held her enough. Taylor and BlackJack have been with Leroy and Emelda for the past few days. I imagine those wonderful people have been loving on that baby so hard. I don't imagine they ever thought they'd become grandparents again at their time of life.

I know how excited Roman's mother was when she arrived at the hospital to see the new member of the family. Leona and Taylor were like teenagers with a new lipstick, so happy and excitable. Dana is a very lucky little girl to have been born into this family.

* * *

I kiss baby Dana's head, as I hold her close to me. She is the most beautiful little girl I have ever seen. BlackJack and Taylor arrived with Wrench, Stryker, Coral and little Mark in tow. This is my family now, these men, these women, and these children. I belong with them all, I know that, and I can let go of the past and moved forward with my family by my side.

I keep my eyes on Dana, even when Hawk takes a seat beside me, and wraps his arm around my waist. I look at him, and I smile when he kisses my head.

There aren't enough words I could say that would be a fair and accurate description of this man beside me – this big, bad biker man. The man who began saving my life the moment I met him. “You are everything,” I tell him with a kiss to his lips.

I lay my head on his shoulder, and I close my eyes for a moment. I breathe deeply and smile. Things will be as they should be. I have nothing to fear but fear itself.

I once asked Hawk, as we lay in bed one night, how far he'd go for me. What would he do to keep me with him? I don't know why I asked, or why I even wanted to know, but I couldn't seem to stop the words falling from my tongue.

‘Anything. I would do anything for you, Brooke.’ He told me.

‘Would you live for me?’

‘Yes.’

‘Would you die for me?’

‘Every time, beautiful.’

I lent into him and kissed his lips. I then stroked his face, while looking into his beautiful brown eyes. ‘Would you ki

ll for me?’

‘Would you kill for me?’ He countered back.

I smiled, and told him, ‘I would slay the world for you, Hawk.’

‘Ditto, baby,’ And then he kissed me.

Hawk may not have been the one who pulled the trigger, releasing the bullet that killed Hank Webster, but he is the man who slew my demons. The man who brought me light and love, and he's the man I will love for the rest of my life.

Epilogue

Hawk

I twirl my wife around on the dance floor, both of us smiling for the world to see. Brooke looks beautiful, dressed in the ivory dress Avery made for her, and wearing the jewelry that Maria made for her, with her blonde hair tied in a fashionable bun at the nape of her neck, and the smile on her face is so genuine and infectious

The love of my life and I were married today, the day I'd been waiting for since the day I met Brooke.

My Dad and the club are in the clear officially when it comes to Hank's death. It was ruled accidental. The sheriff closed the case, and we've heard nothing from Brooke's family, other than a message her mother sent with Marnie. ‘Make your life a good one, Brooke Ann. Enjoy your family. I wish you the best, but you are no longer my daughter. You brought shame to us, and I cannot forgive you for it.’

Brooke tried to pretend she wasn't bothered by it, that those words didn't hurt her. However, I could see that they cut her deeply. She wouldn't talk about it, and I haven't pushed her to do so, but I know one day, she'll need to. When that day comes, I'll be there to listen, and to hold her up when she falls apart. Those people aren't worth her tears, but Brooke has a big heart, and they were her family. She has the right to cry when she's ready.