The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage)

Rebel POV.

Wife? Fucking wife? He can't be serious.

"Wife? You married that slut? Do you have any idea what you have done, Nico?" my mom screams at him and he looks at her in shock before he looks at Sara, who is now struggling and screaming in the hold of Alessa and Skylar.

"Shut up, you know what you did," Alessa snarls at her and then just laughs at her futile attempt.

"What did I do? You have all lost your fucking minds." Sara screeches, and I step closer to her and slap her hard across the face. That felt good. I won't lie.

"Tell me what the fuck is going on and now?" Uncle Nico screams when my mom steps up to him.

"Your fucking wife had the institute destroyed and Luna killed. That's what is happening. You know the laws. She dies." My mom speaks with so much venom in her tone and uncle Nico gasps before he shakes his head and gulps before he looks at his wife.

"WHAT!" He shouts in disbelief. I roll my eyes at his outburst.

"Oh well, you will love this. She is Alonso Ricci's illegitimate daughter, and here's the kicker. She is involved with human and sex trafficking, just like her daddy." I say, looking at her and she stops struggling.

"Nico, baby, she is lying. I would never do anything like that. You have my word. You believe me, right? Right?" she is desperate, but uncle Nico isn't looking at her. He is looking at me.

"Uncle Nico, I would never lie about something like this. We all heard the confession of Maisie Owens. Who also used to work for Ricci and Smyth. You know Luna was going to become a nurse when she finally left the institute. She wanted to help those similar to her. You know this, she told you this. Please, uncle Nico. We wouldn't lie about this. Sara did this. She had Maisie order the hit, using another patient in the same place as Luna. Roland Williams, Maisie's father." I tell him calmly and he looks from me to Sara.

He walks towards her and slaps her. Even I jump at the force he used. He grabs her by the back of her head and sneers in her face.

"My niece isn't lying. You are. Angel, do what you will with her. I'm done." he smiles at Sara and this is the first time I have seen this side of him.

"Nico, baby, please. They are lying can't you see it. They are just jealous. You didn't tell them about the wedding, so of course they will be angry. I don't know your nieces. I have never seen them before in my life. So why would I do this?" She sobs uncontrollably. Wow, she is good, should have been an actress.

"Oh, you know me alright. Or did you forget about your time in your little glass box?" I say to her and her eyes go wide as Alessa and the girls chuckle.

"Ok, enough. She dies. She killed my daughter, your fucking niece and you are just going to let this whore manipulate you? Do what's right, Nico, or I will." mom steps up to him and he looks at her.

"Oh, another thing, she also slept with Scythe and was trying to get information on Dante for her daddy. So there's also that." I say, folding my arms over my chest just watching her. I make a kissy face at her when she breaks out of the hold and launches at me.

Finally.

I let her tackle me as we both fall and crash through the glass table. I groan as I feel the glass cut into my flesh. She groans too.

I grab her quickly and flip our position. Straddling her waist. I reach for my gun when I hear the click. I look down at her and feel the barrel of the gun against my ribs. Son of a bitch.

“Get off me, or I will happily reunite you with your sister." She says, but I just chuckle at her. I move fast, grabbing her wrist. I twist it and she yelps as her wrist breaks. She drops the gun and I waste no time in picking it up. When I feel a sharp pain in my side. I gasp, looking down in shock.

A large piece of glass sticking out from my ribs. It's difficult to breathe. She shoves me with her good hand and I land backwards on more glass. Trying to control my breathing.

I know not to remove the glass, but my hand moves on instinct. Alessa grabs my hand to stop me. I nod my head at her as blood fills my mouth and lungs. I wheeze. I can't breathe properly. I can't fucking breathe.

"Focus on me. You hear me, focus on me." She says when I hear a struggle, I turn my head and wheeze as I see my mom fighting with Sara. She kicks my mom in the gut, she is trained. Gun fire rings out and mom and uncle Nico duck and Sara uses the distraction to get away. Fuck!

"Baby, look at me. Rebel, look at me, princess." My vision has doubled, and it's getting harder to breathe. Every breath I take is shallow and I know my lung has collapsed and I can feel my heart rate slowing down as blood fills the cavity.

My life flashes before my eyes. I smile at the moments I am being shown. The happier times, laughing and smiling with my family. Learning to ride my first motorbike. Nanna, pop-pop, aunty Scar. Dylan and I sneaking out to go joyriding. Then finally being a family with Luna and RJ. Dante seeing him for the first time in the diner and waking in his and Dylan's arms, planning our future as a family. A tear slips down my cheek.

"I ... lo ... ve ... yo... u." I try to tell her and she smiles at me with tears in her eyes.

"Mo...

mmy ... Te... II ... Them ..." I nod my head at her and she nods at me.

"You aren't dying, Rebel. I won't let you. Stay awake ok. Stay with me, baby. I bought you into this world. I'm not going to watch you leave it. You hear me? Stay awake." I reach for her face as I nod my head and choke on the blood in my mouth.

"Mom..." my eyes close and everything goes black.

Four days later.

The sound of hushed voices rouses me. I open my eyes and close them again at

the harsh light that is blinding me.

"Turn off the light." My voice sounds raw and drugged.

"Rebel, Rebel, can you open your eyes?" I shake my head, not sure if it is moving. It feels really heavy.

"Ok, baby. Try now. The lights have been turned down." I try to open them again and blink to clear the fogginess in my eyes. When I open them again, I move back further into the pillow, shocked.

There in front of me are my mom, dad, brother, uncles, Dylan, and Dante. Wow, can they get any closer?

"Ok guys, back up." I say, and they all look sheepish and move back slightly. It's still difficult to breathe, but not as bad.

"How long?" I ask, taking a big, deep breath.

"Four days. You died Rebel. They brought you back. It was the scariest moment of our lives. Never, and I repeat, never do that again." I look at dad and he has tears

in his eyes as he moves close to me and kisses my forehead.

"I can't do this anymore, daddy. I want to be able to get married, have children and just be normal." I take another breath to continue. "This life is not for me anymore. I want to do normal, boring shit. But I know I can't do that now, until we get Sara.” I say, and that causes the smiles to slip off their faces. They know I won't stop now until I have her blood on my hands.

"I promise you, little princess, you can still do all of that. We have spoken to Alessa and Ivar and they have agreed that you have done more than enough to earn the normal you want, but ..." My dad says to me but I cut him off.

"No, not until I get Sara." I say as I look at him and he nods in understanding. The need for revenge is feral inside of me. I try to move and wince.

"No, little princess, you have done enough. Let us do this?" My uncle Nate says and I look at him and shake my head no.

"The bitch killed my sister, she nearly killed me. I underestimated her, that's on me. I will start hunting once I'm out of here. I need you all to back off, start your own lines of investigation. Let me do what I'm good at." I say, wheezing again before I cough and groan, holding my side. Dylan and Dante move to my side and start fussing. I smile at them both.

"Take it easy. You are banged up. Less talk of this for now. We will be working together to get her. Right now, Candy is trying to track her. We have called in the other MCs and the Don's for help. She won't get far." Dante tells me and I nod at him as I get comfortable again as my mom slips on the oxygen mask to help me breathe.noveldrama

God, I feel so fucking weak, I can't even breathe on my own. Fucking cunt, stabbing me with a piece of glass. I will repay her tenfold.

I start to feel sleepy again and everyone kisses me and then leaves, only leaving Dante and Dylan in the room with me. It is then that I look and notice two other beds in the room, one on either side of mine. I watch them both strip out of their shirts and pants and climb up on either side of me.

"Were you go, we go, remember? Sleep, baby, we are never leaving your side." They both kiss my head, being careful of the tubes coming out of me. I close my eyes, wrapped in their familiar warmth, and drift off to sleep.