Mad Dog (Angel’s Rebellion MC: #2) (Angel's Rebellion MC), стр. 88
“I want it for life, Ava. I will not ever want anyone else again besides you. So, babe, you willing to stay with this old man for life?” I asked, mentally holding my breath.
“Yeah, Dog. I want that too. I want to make love with you, take bike rides with you, laugh with you, grow old with you. I want it all,” she said as she reached up and pulled my head down to hers for a kiss.
I felt like I had been given the world, and I fucking swore I would do whatever was in my power to keep her happy for the rest of our lives.
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Chapter 18
Life is a journey for all of us. We all face trials. We all have ups and downs. All of us are human. But we are also the masters of our fate. We are the ones who decide how we are going to react to life.
~Elizabeth Smart~
Casper
August 28th, 1998
I wiped down the bar as I saw the Brothers come out from Church. For some reason or another, this was the first time I've actually seen them all together. So I watched as they all walked down the hallway and into the Great Room. Ghost and I were slowly settling in. It was hard at first. The constant action wasn't there, and earlier I had begun to wonder if we had made a mistake by prospecting.
But then we had started reconnaissance work on the judge and lawyer and that, at least, gave me a semblance of doing something with my training. However, it almost seemed like they knew we were on to them. We hadn’t managed to get a damn thing on them during the last three months.
The longer we were here, the more the Brothers treated us like family and that is when I finally started feeling like we had made the right decision in staying. I think both Ghost and I were finally able to realize we didn't have to constantly be on hyper alert twenty-four/seven. Neither of us let our guard completely down, but the Brotherhood of the men, of having someone at your back, was giving us that feeling of being a part of something bigger, and that's what he and I needed.
As I heard calls for beer being hollered out, a man walking down the hallway stopped me dead in my tracks. Holy. Fuck. The man looked enough like my younger brother Zane to be his twin. I reached up and rubbed my eyes and looked again. Jesus. He was the spitting image of Zane and Dad, well Dad minus the long hair. As Reb walked up to the bar and asked for a beer, I pulled one out of the cooler and handed it to him.
“Reb, who's the man with the long, dark hair about to turn into the dining room entryway?” I asked.
Reb glanced over at who I was asking about, “That's Slade, have you not ever met him?”
I shook my head. Damn. His name was even Slade.
“Hey, Slade. Got a second? Want to introduce you to Casper.”
I watched as Slade checked his gait and turned toward Reb and nodded. Ghost was watching what was going on and came up behind me. He’d met my younger brother and dad before. I saw his eyes widen as the man approached.
“Brother, not sure how you've not been introduced to these two, because they've been here for the last three months or so. But this is Casper and Ghost.”
Slade smiled at us, “Nice to meet you. I’ve heard about you, sorry I haven't been down to introduce myself. I usually just go to work and straight home. Only come to the club for Church.”
I shook his hand as he offered his, “Casper, nice to meet you. Slade your MC handle?”
Ghost stuck his hand out and murmured, “Ghost.”
He laughed as he shook Ghost’s hand.
“Nah, it's my actual name. Everyone thought it was strange enough that I was never given a handle like most are.”
“Unusual name for sure,” I stated.
“That it is, I've only heard of one other being named it, my dad.”
I felt like I was being the butt of some joke. But I knew this wasn't my little brother. However, I knew I was staring at another brother.
I had to clear my throat to talk, “Oh yeah? Your dad's name is Slade?”
“Yeah, at least that's what my mom said his name is. Slade Wesley Dillin. I've never had the chance to meet him.” He shrugged, “But it's all good.”
I knew I shouldn't ask, but I fucking had to know. “That your full name as well?”
He looked at me curiously, but answered me, “Well, mine is Slade Wesley Dillin Cooper.”
I watched as Reb's eyes sharpened as he glanced between us. He knew that my last name was Dillin and I prayed he didn't say anything.
“Well, it is fucking nice to meet you. Maybe now I've met all the Brothers,” I forced out a laugh.
“Same here, nice to get the chance to finally meet you,” Ghost uttered.
Slade nodded. “I'm sure in the future you'll see more of me,” he said with a sad look on his face. “Well, I need to jet. I've got to get back to Mom.”
I watched as he walked away. My brother. I felt a pain inside for not having gotten the chance to know him as we were growing up. I loved my little brother, Zane. Family was important to me. My mom made sure that Zane and I weren't a part of her new family's life. So I didn't really know them. Even when Zane and I had gone and stayed with her when Dad was stationed somewhere that we weren't allowed