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CHAPTER TWENTY: FOREVER AFTER
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THE BIKERS FORBIDDEN CLAIM EPILOGUE
Ten years later.Hope Kane stood in front of the mirror in her room, wearing her soccer uniform. She was twelve now. Long auburn hair like her mother, which she refused to cut no matter how many times it got in her face during games. Gray eyes like her father that could look right through you when she was mad. Fierce and fearless and brilliant in that way that made Lisa proud and terrified in equal measure."Mom!" she yelled from upstairs. "I can't find my cleats!"Lisa was in the kitchen making sandwiches for after the game. PB&J for the twins. Turkey for Hope because she'd decided last week she was "too old for kid food" now. "Check the garage!" Lisa called back. "By the bikes!"Hope thundered down the stairs. Stomping through the house like a tiny tornado. The pictures on the wall rattled. One of them—their wedding photo, the real one—tilted sideways.Jackson came up behind Lisa and wrapped his arms around her waist. Rested his chin on her shoulder. He smelled like coffee and that
THE BIKERS FORBIDDEN CLAIM CHAPTER TWENTY: FOREVER AFTER
LISA'S POVSix months later.The beach ceremony was perfect.Not the forced wedding from before. Not the show for the clubs. This was ours. Real. Chosen.I wore a simple white dress that accommodated my very pregnant belly. Eight months along. Ready to pop any day.Jackson stood at the altar in a suit. No leather cut. No club colors. Just him. The man I loved.Both clubs were there. But they weren't clubs anymore. Not really. They were businesses. Families. Friends.My father walked me down the aisle. He looked different. Softer. Five months in prison had changed him. Made him realize what mattered."You look beautiful, Lisa," he said."Thanks, Dad.""I'm sorry. For everything. For hitting you. For using you. For being a terrible father.""I know.""Do you forgive me?"I looked at him. Really looked at him. He was trying. Really trying to be better."I'm working on it," I said honestly. "But we're getting there."He nodded. "That's all I can ask."He gave me to Jackson. Shook his hand
THE BIKERS FORBIDDEN CLAIM CHAPTER NINETEEN: THE PRICE
JACKSON'S POVThe holding cells at county jail smelled like piss and despair.I sat on a metal bench with my father on one side and Marcus Wood on the other. The three of us. Presidents and heirs of two motorcycle clubs. Behind bars."This is your fault," Marcus said to me."My fault? You're the one who raised a daughter in a war zone.""Boys," Diesel said tiredly. "Shut up. Both of you."We shut up.Hours passed. No one came. No lawyers. No bail. Just us sitting in the dark wondering what came next.Finally, Sarah Chen appeared outside the cell."Gentlemen. We need to talk."They brought us to an interrogation room. All three of us, which was unusual. Sarah sat across from us with files spread out."Here's the situation. Detective Barnes has you on multiple charges. Weapons violations. Reckless endangerment. Conspiracy. The list goes on." She paused. "She wants to make examples of you. Put you away for ten to fifteen years."My stomach dropped. Fifteen years. I'd be almost fifty when
THE BIKERS FORBIDDEN CLAIM CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: SIEGE
LISA'S POVThe factory was a fortress by the time Nevada arrived.Armed men on every entrance. Snipers on the roof. Every window boarded up except for gun ports. We'd had four hours to prepare after Reaper died.Four hours to turn an abandoned factory into a killing field.I stood in the center of it all with a gun in my hand. Jackson had taught me to shoot over the past weeks. I wasn't great. But I could hit a target at close range.Good enough."They're here," Hawk's voice came through the radio. He was supposed to be in the hospital but he'd checked himself out against medical advice. Now he was on the roof with his good arm, rifle ready.Ruby stood beside me. She also had a gun. She was a better shot than me."How many?" Jackson asked into his own radio."Twenty. No, wait. Thirty. Shit, there's more coming." Hawk sounded worried. "Boss, they brought serious firepower.""So did we. Hold positions. Don't fire until they're in range."I looked at Jackson. He was completely calm. Like
THE BIKERS FORBIDDEN CLAIM CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: BLOOD AND FIRE
JACKSON'S POVReaper was fast for a man his size.He ran through alleys, jumped fences, moved like he knew exactly where he was going. Which he probably did. He'd been planning this.I was faster.I caught up to him in a dead-end alley behind an abandoned warehouse. He turned to face me, pulling a knife."Took you long enough," he said."Why?" The word came out as a growl. "Why betray the club? Why betray me?""Betray you?" He laughed. "Jackson, I never betrayed you. I've been trying to save you.""Save me? You tried to kill Lisa. Burned buildings. Killed our people.""Collateral damage. Necessary to wake you up." He pointed the knife at me. "You've gone soft. That girl has made you weak. You were supposed to be the future of this club. Cold. Hard. Effective. Instead, you're playing house with an Iron Wolves princess.""Lisa is my wife.""Lisa is a distraction. A weakness your enemies will exploit." He moved closer. "The Nevada MC offered me a deal. They get control of the territory.
THE BIKERS FORBIDDEN CLAIM CHAPTER SIXTEEN: THE SECOND TRAP
CHAPTER SIXTEEN: THE SECOND TRAPLISA'S POVMorning came too fast.I woke up in Jackson's arms at Maria's diner, upstairs in the guest room. We'd fallen asleep holding each other. Hadn't meant to. Just sort of happened after we finally said those three words out loud.I love you.Three words that changed everything. Made everything more terrifying.Because now I had something real to lose.Jackson stirred beside me. His eyes opened. Those gray eyes that used to scare me now made me feel safe."Morning," he mumbled."Morning."We didn't move. Just lay there looking at each other like we were memorizing each other's faces."Second thoughts?" he asked."About loving you? No. About walking into another trap? About a million."He smiled slightly. "We can still call it off.""We both know we can't." I touched his face, feeling the stubble on his jaw. "Reaper won't stop. This ends today. One way or another.""I hate that you're right.""Get used to it. I'm right about most things."That got
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