Owned: An Alpha Anthology Part 63

9.

Killer I was waiting for Ivy by the doors so we could get the f.u.c.k outta this f.u.c.ked-up reception. I wanted to get back to her place and pound into her. I was already hard just thinkin' about it. s.h.i.t, let's face it; my d.i.c.k was hard as soon as she walked outta her room in that G.o.dd.a.m.n dress.

My thoughts soon changed. I had been waiting on a call all night to see if Vi, Talon's sister, had any more luck finding the c.o.c.khead antagonisin' my woman. She said she had a lead. Obviously, that didn't pan out, which p.i.s.sed me off. I just wished her s.h.i.t would be over. I wanted someone to find the f.u.c.ker who threatened her, so I could beat the h.e.l.l outta him for scaring her.

She was right though. There was no way in h.e.l.l this p.r.i.c.k would ruin what we had goin' on. It had been f.u.c.kin' years, years since my dead heart woke from its doze. Now that it had, because of Ivy, I was ready to protect it and her in every f.u.c.kin' way. Which meant I was willing to do anything to get this f.u.c.ker out of her life so we could move the f.u.c.k on and then I'd tell her I was movin' in permanently.

From past experiences, there was no time worth wastin'. When you saw what you wanted, you went for it, and I had. I wanted it around me all the d.a.m.n time. I wanted Ivy around me as much as I could and that meant one of us was shiftin' places, likely me.

My phone rang from my pocket. I fished it out and flipped it open, "Yeah?"

"Where in the f.u.c.k are you? Tell me, brother, that Ivy is at your side?" Stoke growled over the noise of a movin' vehicle.

"She went to the bathroom. What in the h.e.l.l, Stoke?" Drawing my hand into a fist, my brows drew down. I was annoyed from his question. He knew where we were, yet a panic settled deep with my gut.

"Find her. Get her, Killer. He's there. The f.u.c.ker is there. Billy just called. He was knocked out outside the f.u.c.kin; reception place. He's there, man."

"Christ," I yelled. The people in the room paused to watch me. I didn't give a s.h.i.t. I ran for the ladies' room and ripped the door open. "f.u.c.k!" I bellowed. "He's got her. The window's open. They're outside on the move. I'm heading out." I punched my fist into the wall. Pulling away my hand, dust and s.h.i.t flew everywhere from the hole I'd left behind. No sooner had I done it, I was on the move again. I had to get to her. I had to find her...I just had to.

"We're a minute away. Billy should be out there. Go, brother, go."

I threw the front doors open and bolted around the side on the gravel road in the car park and suddenly came to an abrupt halt.

"What the f.u.c.k?" I whispered.

The d.i.c.k with my woman spun toward me, away from Billy, who was holding a gun to the w.a.n.ker. But as he spun, the knife at Ivy's throat cut into her, causing her to cry out. I watched as blood dripped down her neck.

"Move away. Back off now or I'll kill her."

"What in the world?"

Christ. Ivy's wh.o.r.e of a mother walked up beside me, others gathered around. Jim moved their bodies so he could see both Billy and me.

"You need to back the f.u.c.k up and take your hands off my woman."

"H-handsome," Ivy started. I watched her swallow. "There's no use talking any sense into him. I've tried."

"Shut, up you s.l.u.t," Jim screamed, shaking her.

"Dammit, that hurt," Ivy complained. "And I'm not a s.l.u.t. I never was and never have been. I hadn't even had s.e.x for two years before I met Fox. Two years, Jim."

I rolled my eyes. b.l.o.o.d.y h.e.l.l my woman could talk at any inappropriate time. I pulled my gun from the back of my jeans and pointed it at him. "I won't say it again. Let her go and we won't kill you."

"Can someone please tell me what is going on?" Ivy's mum snapped.

"Shut it, woman," I hissed.

She put her hand on her hips and said, "I will not shut it. A man has a knife to my daughter's throat." She looked toward Jim. "Who are you and what are you doing? I can't believe you brought this trouble here Ivy-lee. It's disgusting."

f.u.c.k. Just that statement had me wanting to punch the b.i.t.c.h out. Too d.a.m.n bad I didn't hit women. I was seriously thinkin' of changing that for a second. For once, I wished h.e.l.l Mouth was around. She could have done it for me.

"Really, Mum?" Ivy glared. She tugged at Jim's arm at her throat.

"You all need to shut the f.u.c.k up or I will kill her," Jim screamed.

A van came barrelling around the corner and stopped. I smiled. My brothers were here. The door to the van opened and Griz got out, Talon came around from the other side, and from the back of the van, came Stoke, Blue and Pick. All had their guns out and aimed at Jim.

Jim looked about ready to p.i.s.s himself. I could see sweat beads on his brow. His hand now shook at Ivy throat.

"Oooooh, someone's going to get it," Ivy sang.

"Jesus, precious. How about you don't tease the f.u.c.ker while you have a knife at your throat."

She looked like she was pondering the d.a.m.n thought and then she said, "Good idea."

"W-who are you all?" Jim stuttered.

"You played with the wrong woman, Jim," Talon started. "She belongs to us. She's Hawks."

Jim actually squeaked like a little girl, causing my brothers to laugh. There was no way I would laugh until my woman was outta harm's way.

"Blue?" I called.

"Yeah, brother?"

"Can you and Pick get these people out of here?" I asked. If something was gonna go down, we didn't need the witnesses.

"Everyone clear the f.u.c.k out. Now," Blue yelled.

Most moved all except Ivy's d.a.m.ned mother.

"I'm not going anywhere," she said.

"Fine," I barked.

Just then another car came around the corner, a sleek Mercedes. As soon as it stopped, out hopped Vi, her man, Travis, and Butch.

Vi walked up and stood to the front of the bikers. She pulled her gun out and pointed it at Jim and my woman.

"Jim Coben, you are under arrest for the murder of three women. Come in quietly or not," she shrugged. "My brother and his crew will take care of you."

"Y-you can't do that. Cops can't threaten people."

Vi smiled. "I'm not a cop. I'm just a PI."

"You are the s.h.i.t." Ivy smiled. My brothers once again chuckled around me. "We so have to have coffee one day. I want to hear all about your PI days. Oh, hey, Butch." She waved. She f.u.c.kin' waved like nothin' was really going down. Like she didn't have a G.o.dd.a.m.n knife at her throat.

"Ivy," I growled.

"Yeah, yeah. Right, I'll stay quiet now while this d.i.c.k has me. But can we hurry this along? I was on a happy high earlier but it's fading."

"Holy s.h.i.t," I heard Billy utter. I was thinkin' that same f.u.c.kin' thing. Could my woman never shut the h.e.l.l up?

"Dammit, Ivy," I snapped.

"Don't you snap at me, Fox Kilpatrick," she barked back. "Sorry, sorry just a little tense here, right..." She made a zipping motion across her lips.

"Hang on." We all groaned when she started up again. Jim yelled for her to shut up. She told him no.

"I think I like her." Vi grinned.

"What do you mean, Vi, by Jim is under arrest for murder?"

"The cops have been looking for him for the last three months. He's done this to three other girls from that dating site."

"You met on a dating site," Ivy's mum screeched.

"T-three other women?" Ivy stuttered. "Three?" She moved her head slightly, making the blade dig in.

"Cupcake, please," I asked "You've hurt three other women." Her tone was low, a mix of sadness and a hint of anger.

"And they deserved everything they got. Stupid s.l.u.ts."

Ivy looked back at me. She had tears in her eyes for women she never knew.

"Ivy," I warned.

"Handsome, he can't keep doing this."

"And we'll take care of it," I said. I just knew she was forming some sort of plan in her head.

"Fox, you know that isn't going to work until I'm out of the way."

"Ivy, whatever you're thinkin', f.u.c.kin' don't," Talon ordered.

Ivy closed her eyes, and when she opened them, they looked so sad it hurt me to my core. "Don't," I uttered.

She didn't listen. She pulled her head down causing the knife to slice her throat more, and then brought her head back hard, hitting Jim in the nose. He dropped her, gripping his nose. As my brothers jumped him, I went for Ivy, who had fallen to the ground.

Laying my gun on the ground, I reached for her arms and rolled her over. Blood flowed from her neck. Ripping off my tee, I held it against it.

"Get her to the car, Killer. The car," Vi yelled beside me. I picked her up and ran to the car where Travis was already waiting in the driver's side.

I climbed in the back with Ivy on my lap. She looked up at me and smiled. She went to talk, but I shushed her. "No, precious, don't. I'll tell you how f.u.c.kin' foolish you were later, and then you can tell me how sorry you are." f.u.c.k, f.u.c.k, f.u.c.k. My tee was soaked with her blood. I applied more pressure, trying not to hurt her. She reached her hand up and touched my cheek. She was in pain and bleeding, yet she was still trying to comfort me.

Christ.

"I'm movin' in to your place, cupcake. After this, I'm movin' in and you will not say anything about it." I told her as her eyes started to close. "No, no, no, Ivy, precious, keep your eyes open for me. f.u.c.k, please, keep them open for me." I blinked and blinked, but the stupid tears wouldn't go away. I turned my head to wipe them on my shoulder. "That's it, cupcake. Keep your eyes on me. Good girl."

"We're here. I'll get someone to help," Travis said and then vanished.

"When this is over, I'm gonna tan your a.r.s.e," I promised at her temple. "You have my heart to take care of, Ivy Morrison. I need you, so don't go gettin' any ideas, woman. I need you because you're my other half. You stay with me," I croaked as the pa.s.senger door opened and emergency staff pulled her from my arms. It was then I realised she was unconscious.

FINDING OUT BY LILA ROSE.

Epilogue.

Fox didn't lie. After I got out of the hospital, with my neck bandaged up hiding eleven stiches, he moved in. The earlier days in hospital were still a blur because I was that doped up on drugs for the pain. Still, Fox Kilpatrick, my biker man never left my side, unless it was to shower. He even had his biker brothers bring food for us because he said the hospital food was s.h.i.t. I told them not to bother, but they also said that they wanted to come and visit me anyway. I thought that was sweet.

My mum had come to visit me. I woke to find Fox standing in the doorway growling at her saying she wasn't welcome. It was only hours before I fell asleep that Fox, yet again, told me my mum was a b.i.t.c.h. At the incident, she showed no concern for me at all. Blue mentioned to Fox that he watched her turn up her nose and stalk back into the reception to continue the night like nothing happened. Like her daughter hadn't been rushed to hospital.

So there were a few things I wanted to say to her, which was why I said, "Handsome, let her come in."

Fox looked over his shoulder to me. Once I gave him a thumbs up, he moved aside and Mum glided into the room like the blood sucking vampire she was.

"Ivy-lee, I'm really not happy with your choice in a man. Did you know he was in a biker club? A biker club for G.o.d's sake. I understand you tie yourself to anyone who shows a bit of interest in you, but really, you need to find someone mentally stable." She took my hand in hers, leaned in and whispered, "I'm sorry I didn't get here any sooner. I had things to do. But now I'm here, you can tell that hooligan to clear out and that you never want to see him again." She stood and nodded at me.

I removed my hand from hers and wiped it on the sheet. I glanced over at Fox and smiled. Right there, standing in his usual jeans and tight tee that showed his beautiful body, was my future. There was no way I would ever want to get rid of him.

I looked back to Mum. My voice clear and strong, I said, "No, Mum."

She gasped and then snapped, "What do you mean no?"

"I mean no. I'm not getting rid of the man who cares for me. He may be a biker man, but I love that about him. I love his friends, his family, his possessiveness, his crankiness and I love that he can communicate what he wants without words. All I have to do is look at him." Tears pooled in my eyes. "I love that man, Mum. He's my future and I'm sorry to say, you're my past, a past I can do without in my life."

"What?" she screeched, her face contorting.

Fox took a step forward, but I waved him off and continued, "Mum, it's been four days and you haven't seen me. You didn't even come to the hospital after what happened. Dad did. He came, but you didn't. You don't really care. What you do care about is what other people think. You care that I embarra.s.sed you." I licked my lips, feeling tired again. I wanted sleep, but I needed to finish this. "Do you know what, Mum? My man hasn't left my side. He was even pushed to shower and change clothes because he was worried I'd wake and he wouldn't be here. Do you know how I know this? Because his friends told me. They've all been here. Not only them but their women as well. They have showed me more love and warmth in the last week than I've ever felt in my life," I sighed. "I love you, Mum, of course I do. But I can't be around you. I'm sorry." Even though sadness filled me, I couldn't help but feel like a heavy weight had been lifted from my shoulders.

"You were always a self-centred little s.h.i.t, Ivy. I'll be glad to have you out of my life."

"You f.u.c.kin' b.i.t.c.h," Fox barked. "Get out! Get the f.u.c.k out now before I remove you myself." Stepping toward her, she dodged around him and left.

Fox came to my side, sat down in the seat and took my hand. "Your mum's a b.i.t.c.h, precious."

I laughed, but it hurt. My hand went to my throat. "I know, handsome. I know."