Blade transferred the baby into Declan’s arms, and the big bad sheriff cried.
“I never got this moment with my daughter,” he whispered.
“Well, this guy you’ll get to watch grow up. Right alongside your own son.” King laughed.
“I want my baby back!” Beck yelled from inside the room. The door opened, and Rose stepped out. I pulled her into my arms and kissed her.
“You better take him back in there. Harmony is having a hell of a time keeping her on the bed,” she told Blade.
He retrieved his son from his grandfather and walked back in the room.
“I’ll be down here a while with Beck and the baby. You should go help find Amber.”
“Are you sure?” I asked, looking for any hint that she wasn’t okay.
“I’m sure. Something’s not right. She wouldn’t just leave the SUV at the bar.”
“Alright. I’ll be right upstairs; if you need me, call me. I’ll drop everything for you.” And it was true. If she needed me, fuck everyone else.
“I know,” she said, her hands on my cheeks. “That’s why I love you.” She pulled me down for a kiss, and I went willingly. I didn’t want to leave her, but she was right. Amber was missing. Something had happened after she got to the bar.
I followed King and Declan upstairs. When we got to the main room, we heard shouting. Bane’s voice boomed over everyone.
“WHERE THE FUCK IS MY DAUGHTER?”
“August, calm down.”
“Don’t tell me to fucking calm down. She’s missing again!”
“Valhalla, Bane, please join me in church, and we’ll tell you what we know,” King said, holding the church doors open. All the officers, except Blade followed. Along with Sypher and Pippen.
“King, let me know if you need me,” Dec offered.
“Go be with your daughter. We’ve got this.” Dec nodded and went back downstairs.
I took my seat beside King, and Bane paced the back of the room.
“What happened, King?” Valhalla asked.
“Amber overheard Kytten talking with her brother and found out you were her mother. She was pissed, to put it lightly,” King explained.
“Wait, what? Kytten’s brother?” Val launched from her chair. “Where is Kytten?”
“She’s downstairs with one of the old ladies who just gave birth,” I told her.
“I need to talk to her.”
“No,” I clipped.
“Excuse me?” Val said, narrowing her eyes at me.
“I said no.” I folded my arms across my chest and leaned back in my chair. President or not, this bitch wasn’t coming into our club and upsetting my woman.
Val looked at King, expecting him to back her up. When he didn’t, she turned to Sypher. “What the fuck is going on here?”
“Kytten is Cash’s old lady.”
“I am her president.”
