The Biker’s Mafia Princess (Angel and Savage)

Scythe POV.

I would be lying if I said I didn't miss being out on the open road again with the wind at my back and the feeling of being free. Riding my bike feels like I'm flying.

But I want to be back home laying next to Rebel and Dante. But this is a must. Savage called everyone home, nomads included. Until we find Sara and now Roman.

I was pissed when Dante called three days ago to tell us that Roman has gone fucking missing with his cunt sister. Why didn't we see it sooner? Oh, that's why because we have been chasing empty leads. Sara and Roman have both vanished, and it is pissing not only me off, but everyone. Tensions are mounting and soon enough we are all going to be pointing the finger of blame.

I pull up at a gas station to refuel and stretch my legs. I have Ripper and two of the prospects with me. We have taken in more prospects with what has been going on. More men means more eyes and ears to the ground.

My phone rings in my cut and I grab it out and see it's Rebel calling me. I smile, god I miss her.

"Hey baby, how are you feeling?" I ask her and she sighs, but it doesn't sound like she is at home.

"I'm ok, where are you?" She asks me, but I listen to where she could be. It's noisy, the sounds of traffic and people talking over the din.

"Following another lead, three states over. Where are you? Doesn't sound like you are at home where you should be Rebel." I say to her with a slight bite to in my tone so she knows I'm not happy that she isn't doing what she should be.

"You know me. I can't just sit on my ass all day. I have to be doing something. Relaxing will be the death of me. So I'm out doing what I do best." She says, and I roll my eyes to the darkening clouds. There is a storm coming in. Fabulous.

"Where are you Rebel?" I grit out and she chuckles.

"Nowhere near where you are, or Dante for that matter. Just know I too am following my own lead. Besides, I have an advantage y'all don't." She says and I lean against my bike and wait for her to tell me where she is and what she is talking about.

"I'm not in the mood, baby. I'm tired, hungry, and horny. So tell me, where is your fine ass and does Dante know you have left the house?" I say to her and she chuckles, ignoring the question. I swear to god she will be the death of me.

"Rebel! Where the fuck are you?" I snap at her and she goes quiet on the line. If it wasn't for the background noise, I would have thought she had hung up.

"Don't you ever snap at me like that again, Dylan. I'm out, following my own fucking lead. I'll talk to you when you are not going to speak to me like shit." She hangs up and I sigh as I try to call her back, but it goes to voicemail.

I clutch my hair and kick a rock, screaming fuck!

"Everything ok Scythe?" Ripper is watching me and I glare at him. He holds his hands up and fights the smirk that is threatening to split on his face.

"Peachy." I say as sarcastically as I can as I call Savage. Who doesn't answer. I ring RJ and the same thing. Then I call Dante and he answers.

"Hey, love. You ok?" He asks sounding cheerful. Well, I'm about to piss on his parade.

"Where are you Dante?” I ask him and he goes quiet like it's a hard question.

"In the office at work. Rebel is at home with Hound. Why?" Hound? Savage sent Hound to watch over Rebel. Well, that explains it then. Hound is a good guy. He may be a big motherfucker, but Rebel can easily overpower him and give him the damn slip.

"Well, I will bet you one hundred dollars here and now that Hound is either knocked out cold or none the wiser that Rebel has gone." I say to him as I rush inside the gas station store to pay for my fuel and run back to my bike.

"No, I spoke to him not so long ago. Everything is fine. Rebel is sleeping, and he is playing with Lubov. She is in the house." He says and I laugh, shaking my head.

I knew we should have handcuffed her to the damn bed.

"She is not at home. She just rang me and it sounds like she was in a city. I'm coming back. She has slipped out and is following some kind of lead, which she never told us about. Get home Dante and see if Hound is ok. I have a feeling you will find him either sleeping or on the sofa with Lubov."

"Oh, that little cow will get a spanking when I find her." He growls and I can hear he is jogging to get to his car.

"Not without me, you won't. Text me when you get home and send that knucklehead back to the clubhouse," I tell him, and we say goodbye and hang up. I start up my bike.

"Change of plans. Rebel has gone rogue and is not at home." I call out over the rumble of my bike and Ripper laughs and the prospects look confused. Oh yeah, they don't know much about Rebel, just that she the daughter of the prez also my ole lady and future wife of a mafia boss.

"I'm shocked it took her this long to evade you both. What was Savage thinking putting Hound on her? I wouldn't leave him watching a cup of coffee.” Ripper says while laughing, but I growl and rev the throttle and head back in the direction of home.noveldrama

She is going to get the spanking of a lifetime for running away. But this is Rebel all over. It is in her nature. Rebel by name and clearly by nature. I should have known better than to leave her. Rebel is unpredictable and when she gets it in her head that she can do something, she does it at any cost.

We ride at speed to get back home so I can begin the damn search for her. The longer it takes, the angrier I become. Not just at Rebel, but at myself. I knew she would do this. I should have been at home to make sure she didn't slip away. Who am I kidding? She still would have given the chance.

Thunder rumbles overhead, matching my mood. The first spots of rain hit my cut as we enter the state. Before long, the rain is bouncing off the road and we have to slow down. Last thing we need is one of us wiping out and ending up in hospital. We pull into the clubhouse and kill the bikes before running inside.

I wipe the rain off my cut and bare arms. Fuck, it's cold. One of the ole ladies comes over with towels for us. I thank her and go in search of Savage when I see Hound sulking in the corner.

"What did she do?" I ask him as I get closer to him and he looks up at me with a scowl on his face.

"The little ..." I raise an eyebrow, daring him to finish what he was about to call her. He gulps it down. Wise thing to do, considering the mood I am in.

“That little darlin slipped out of the bedroom window and staged the quilt. She even added a blonde wig for effect. It was only when Dante came barging into the house that I realised she duped me. God knows how long she had gotten away before she had the balls to call you." I sigh and run my hand down my face. I look up at the ceiling and let out a huff of frustration.

"Was Ice able to get a hit on her location at least?" I ask and Hound shakes his head, no. Just fucking great.

Where are you Rebel? Where are you so I can come and get you and spank your ass red raw? I try once more to call her, even though I know everyone would have been trying to get hold of her. It goes to voicemail.

Fuck my life.