The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage)

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Another baby. We're having another baby. It should freak me out, but it doesn't. I have always known I wanted a bigger family. Being an only child kinda does that to you. Since I found those tests, something primal inside of me came out and I don't let Angel out of my sight more than usual.

The women all say she is glowing, and she is, even though I know she doesn't think she is. Every morning, she jumps out of bed and is throwing her guts up. Sick, shit, piss, and blood doesn't bother me. So I'm right there, holding her hair and rubbing her back.

Angel always hated being sick, and that hasn't changed. She always cries after she has been sick. I know she hates being vulnerable and showing weakness. So I do what I can to tell her it's ok but I know she doesn't believe me.

Tomorrow is Rebel's third birthday and Angel is running around getting everything organised. The ole ladies and club girls are helping her. The men and I have been helping. I mean, what kind of men would be if we sat back and let the women do the heavy lifting? We would be pure shitheads. So Angel has been directing us.

The Moretti's are due to arrive in an hour. They killed Crusher and sent the footage to his remaining members with a message that they wanted the other two men who raped Angel and, of course, Foxy.

Apparently Crusher gave up their names so Alpha team are out hunting. I want this sorted ASAP so we can relax and prepare for the arrival of the newest addition to the Jackson/Moretti family.

"Daddy, up." I look down at my little princess, who has her arms up, making grabby hands at me. I chuckle as I scoop her up and place her on my hip.

"You excited, princess?" I ask her as she is taking in the main room with all the pink balloons and decorations. She claps her hands giggling as Boomer lays down at my feet. He is her protector. At first some of the men were unsure about him because of how he looks and his size, but he is a big softy with my girls.

"Yeah, Rebel excited, party." I chuckle at her as Ice and Blaze chuckle, too. They all love her. She is an MC and mafia princess. She always lights up the room and it is funny seeing my men being so gentle with her.

She yawns, rubbing her eyes.

"Oh, is our lil prinny sleepy?" Tank walks over asking her, and she nods her head and another yawn escapes her mouth. I chuckle before I kiss her little head. I take her to her room and put her to sleep. I wait until she is out before I leave the room, leaving Boomer with her as we always do.

Walking to our bedroom, I grab the baby monitor and clip it to my belt as I re-enter the main room and find Angel looking exhausted. I walk over to her and hug her from behind, kissing her head.

"Come and rest for a while. The ole ladies and the club girls can handle it." I say to her and she nods her head. That was super easy. I was expecting a fight with her. I know she is constantly tired and usually argues that she can do it. So this is not expected. We sit down and I place her on my lap as I lazily draw circles on her lower back as she rests her head on my shoulder.

"Why don't you go and have a nap?" she fights a yawn.

"I can't. My family is arriving in less than an hour and you know I'm always cranky after a nap." She says and I chuckle. Yeah, she is. Especially now that she can't stomach coffee. She is like a tyrant without it. We even tried her with decaf and she was still sick. Just the smell alone sets her off, so we all have to drink it elsewhere to not set her off. Some of the men grumbled, but they understood. I did tell them that it was only until she passed the morning sickness phase.

"Angel, the bouncy house has arrived." Tasha, Tanks ole lady, tells her and Angel sits up with a groan.

"No rest for the wicked." She says as she kisses me and I help her stand and she is off back to directing where she wants everything. She will sleep tonight, that I'm certain of.

"So, any news on the rest of the Vipers?" Blaze asks me and I shake my head. We had teams out looking at all the places they have safe houses and they were all empty. Wherever they have fucked off to we know they are waiting for the right time to strike. The Moretti's have stationed their men around town and in the compound just in case.

Gianni, Marco, Vinnie, and his woman Emma are here keeping security tight. According to them, they need to make sure everyone is safe. We took it personally, but we understand the heir of the DeNucci family and my little princess are both here. So their safety is paramount. My men are enough to keep them safe but the extras help massively.

"Not yet. They will make themselves known when they think the heat has died down. Which will never happen."

"Maybe that's the problem." I look up and see my aunty Scar sit down opposite us. I have been getting to know her and thanked her for watching over my girls. We have become close and I know I can trust her with my family. After all, she is my dad's sister and boy, is she ruthless.

"What is?" Blaze asks her, and she rolls her eyes before looking at him like he is stupid.

"You want to catch them before your kids are born, yes?"

"Well, yeah."

"Well, you won't do that being in lockdown. Let me make a suggestion. After tomorrow, lift the lockdown and venture outside the compound, business as usual. They will come out of hiding soon enough, them you snag them. They are your prey. You are the hunters. You lay your trap. What does Foxy want more than anything?" she asks, tilting her head to the side, watching us as the penny drops.

"Me." I say to her, more like a question, and she chuckles, shaking her head.

"Yes, and no. She always wants Angel dead. So you lift the lockdown and be seen with her around town. Hell, even pretend you are going on a run. She will come out to get her She will want the one who killed her father. We all knew it was the Moretti's. Angel is a Moretti and she is the reason Foxy's life has gone to shit." She says and I look at blaze and he is just staring at her blinking.

"That's out of the question. I won't leave my girls ..."

"Ryder, I'm not saying go on an actual run. I'm saying give the impression that you are. Angel and Rebel will be protected. Use Angel as bait. Trust me, Angel will agree to this. You know she is more than capable of protecting herself. She makes a damn good point, but no. she is pregnant. It would only take Foxy to get to her and hurt her and the baby. No, I couldn't live with that. I'm not putting my woman and unborn baby at risk of harm.

"I'll do it." We all look up at Angel and I can see the determination shining in her eyes.

"No, no. Absolutely not. You are not risking yourself to catch her."

"Who said anything about catching her? I'll kill her."

"No, you are pregnant and you are not being put in harm's way." I say to her as I stand and she raises an eyebrow at me, folding her arms over her chest.

"Fine, you do what is needed, then. We have maybe eight months to catch them and kill them before this bambino arrives. I want them dead, Ryder. I mean it. So what's the plan?" That was too easy. Angel never gives up this easily.

She thinks she is slick. I know her better than she knows herself. Looks like I'm going to have to lock her in her room because I know she will try to find the Vipers on her own otherwise.

This damn woman! God, give me strength.