Blood & Bones: Shade (Blood Fury MC Book 6) by Jeanne St. James

Author:Jeanne St. James [St. James, Jeanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Double-J Romance, Inc.
Published: 2021-03-05T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

She was trying not to be nervous, but she was quaking a little on the inside. Especially after Shade muttered a curse under his breath and his fingers tightened around hers. That made Chelle squeeze his tighter.

The last thing she expected was for him to hold her hand. It seemed to be him claiming her, but hopefully it was more of an attempt to reassure her, instead.

They had originally decided to keep their sexual attraction, along with the rest, between them, but here she was, about to meet his “family.” Him being tense about it only made it worse for her.

She took a deep, bolstering breath as they followed the club’s president into what looked like a huge barn. Once she stepped inside the door, she realized that if it had been a real barn in the past, it was far from one now.

First, it was noisy with music blaring and people talking, laughing and shouting.

The interior reminded her of some sort of country-western bar, with a round center fireplace, wide wood-planked floors, a bar, pool tables and more. But instead of a room full of patrons wearing cowboy boots and hats, it was all leather, denim and smoke.

One thing that stood out was the men all wearing their vests declaring them members of the Blood Fury MC.

Trip peeled off from them and headed over to a tattooed woman with black hair and blue stripes. The way she was dressed, along with her physical appearance, made her look like some kind of rock star. When the club’s president dropped his arm around her shoulders, she lifted her face to him and he dropped a kiss on her lips.

“Is that his wife?” Chelle whispered. She didn’t know why she was whispering, since it was so loud in that huge space, no one would hear her anyway.

“Ol’ lady.”

She hadn’t done too much digging yet on MCs and needed to do more, but one thing she had learned so far was the meaning of “ol’ lady.”

“I assume that’s who he plans to have kids with.”

“Yeah, if he wants to keep breathin’, it’d be smart if he only knocked up Stella.”

“That would be smart, I guess,” she murmured, taking in the whole atmosphere of what he called “The Barn” in his invitation. He’d explained it was their clubhouse, the base for their MC.

“How many of you are there?”

“Dunno. Thirteen, maybe? A couple prospects. Some ol’ ladies and...” He stopped speaking.

“And?” she prodded.

“And some other women.”

Some other women.

“Like girlfriends?”

His gaze circled the interior of the barn and came back to her. “Not girlfriends.”

She remembered reading something about women, similar to groupies, who liked to hang around biker clubs.

She’d also read that the ol’ ladies, children and the “other women” were considered property of a club and, as such, were under the club’s protection. She found that a bit curious but also... archaic.

However, she’d been so busy with learning everything she could about dyslexia and getting together appropriate lesson plans, she hadn’t had time to dig any deeper.

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