Reunion Written in Blood 21

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Chapter21

Pyros‘ POV

I should have never agreed to that fucking deal with Riley. What was I even thinking? I have never been so careless with letting someone into the clubhouse. It doesn’t matter if they are related to someone in the inner circle of the club, they are treated the same as outsiders. At least until they have proven themselves.

I had a lapse in judgement but I can’t go back on my word. Wilder is already so attached and his sons have been talking about meeting her since they found out she’s here. She’s already causing a disruption in the club and she has not even been here long.

I was so unfocused that I didn’t realize someone was in my office until they snapped their fingers

in front of my face.

“Don’t you know how to fucking knock?” I glared at Cyber who took a step back, raising his hands in surrender. His twin snickered behind him before receiving a slap from his father.

“Sorry Pyros,” Dodge said, rubbing his arm where Wilder hit. “You didn’t answer.”

I sighed, knowing it’s better not to reply, otherwise I would be roped into their immature shit. If Cyber wasn’t responsible for all the technical aspects of the club and Dodge wasn’t in line to be Vice President, I would have wondered about their purpose.

I folded my arms over my chest, raising an eyebrow in their direction. “What do you want?” I sat straighter when I realized they were hesitant to answer.

Dodge and Cyber looked at their father for him to reply. “Pussies,” He muttered under his breath before meeting my eyes.

A knock on the door stopped him from speaking. Slash didn’t wait for permission before he crept

into the room.

“Come in, why don’t you,” I said sarcastically as he took a seat in one of the metal chairs. He rolled his eyes before saying, “They wanted me to hear what happened. So, Continue.‘

I suppressed the urge to strangle him. I swear these bastards have no manners.

However, the fact that he is here means that whatever happened is serious, seeing that he is the

enforcer of the club.

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Wilder cleared his throat to get our attention. “We didn’t get a chance to speak about the run yesterday,” He paused, pulling his phone from his pocket. “There were some… complications at

the docks.”

I raised an eyebrow as he handed me the phone. “What the fuck is this?” I seethed. The picture was slightly blurry and seemed to be taken in a hurry but there was no mistaking what was displayed. Crates were cracked open and destroyed. Incoherent words were spray painted on a shipping container in the background and none of my shipment was anywhere to be seen which

means whoever the fuck did this probably stole it.

I scrubbed a hand over my face as I held the phone in my hand. Any more pressure and the screen would crack. My blood boiled with anger. I’m going to murder whoever had the fucking nerve to mess with my shipments.

Cyber responded in a careful, low voice, “I checked the security tapes. At first, we thought it was a

low–level gang trying to act bigger than they are, but then we listened to their conversation through the audio from the cameras. I think you would find it very interesting.”

He cautiously plucked Wilder’s phone from my hand and quickly typed something before he placed it on the table and played a video. Slash leaned in to view the tape. Wilder and Dodge stayed

back, having already seen the tapes.

Two figures stood next to the gun shipment that Wilder and his sons went to collect. I could tell from their build that they were males. However, their features were concealed in the shadows.

“Do

you think this would get her attention?” One of them asked in a high pitch. I could tell from

his tone and the shake in his voice that he was either nervous or anxious.

“I’m positive.” The other man replied. They walked towards an empty container. I could see their

faces now but I did not recognize either of them. It doesn’t matter, they’ll be dead soon.

“My source told me that she was rumoured to be in this state and we know she’s always around bikers or the mafia, so where else to find her than the largest Motorcycle Club in the country? I’m sure they are somehow connected to her, I mean, how else could they be able to get away with so

much shit?”

His voice grated my eardrums with how nasally it sounded. His ashy hair and clothes were in a disarray, making him look like he hadn’t washed in days. At least his companion had enough

sense to put some distance between them.

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Reunion Written in Blood

Status: Ongoing

Part 1: The Hidden Truth

Rogue’s life flips upside down when she discovers that her father — the man she believed dead all her life — is actually alive.
The revelation comes from a note her mother left years ago, a note she never read until recently. It contains nothing but a name and a photo, leaving her with anger, confusion, and questions that burn like fire.

Part 2: A Mother’s Betrayal

Her fury isn’t only about the lie — it’s about being robbed of a relationship she had longed for.
Her mother had abandoned her at fifteen and never explained why. Even after years, the sting of that abandonment hasn’t faded.
Still, part of her tries to believe that maybe her mother thought she was protecting her.
But protection or not — a lie is still a lie, and Rogue hates liars.

Part 3: The Decision

Fueled by anger and curiosity, Rogue decides it’s time to meet the man who gave her life.
Clutching the paper with his name and a photograph, she follows an address provided by her best friend — and personal hacker — Shawn.
But when she arrives, her first thought is: This can’t be right.

Part 4: The Wrong Address?

The address leads her to a loud biker bar — the kind of place reeking of alcohol, smoke, and gasoline.
Music thunders from inside; laughter and curses spill out into the parking lot.
Rogue stands at the door, questioning everything — the address, her decision, even her father’s identity.
Could this really be where her father spends his nights?

Part 5: The Call to Shawn

She dials Shawn, who answers in his usual obnoxious way:

“This is Playboy Mansion, Patricia speaking, how may I help you?”
Rogue sighs in frustration — this is the last thing she needs.
She snaps, demanding why the address leads to a biker bar.
Laughing, Shawn confesses that he couldn’t find a home address — only a place her father frequents.
“Oh, and… he’s in a motorcycle club.”
Rogue nearly explodes. “No shit, Sherlock.”

Part 6: The Reluctant Courage

Hanging up, she slides her phone into her back pocket, muttering curses under her breath.
Every instinct screams at her to leave — to get back in her car and forget this madness.
But something stronger keeps her rooted: a lifetime of wanting answers.
So she breathes deeply, squares her shoulders, and steps forward.

Part 7: The First Impression

Inside, the bar surprises her. It’s cleaner and more organized than she expected, though the air is thick with smoke and danger.
Bags of cocaine sit openly on tables; beer bottles glint under neon lights.
Everything is black, grey, and white — lifeless and masculine.
Definitely not a place that’s ever felt a woman’s touch.

Part 8: The Audience

The moment she walks in, the room falls silent.
Rogue, hidden in an oversized hoodie and joggers, becomes the target of dozens of curious, tattooed bikers and half-dressed groupies.
Their eyes follow her like wolves scenting something unfamiliar.
She feels their judgment, but refuses to flinch.

Part 9: The Confrontation

One of the bikers rises — tall, broad, all leather and muscle — and approaches slowly, smirking.

“You lost, doll?”
Rogue scowls. Lost? Here?
There isn’t another building for miles.
The question isn’t if she’s lost — it’s why she’s here.
And the answer might shake both their worlds.

Part 10: The Beginning of Chaos

Her anger, her nerves, her determination — all collide in that moment.
Rogue isn’t just some girl walking into a biker bar; she’s a storm searching for the man who abandoned her before she even knew his face.
And as the crowd watches, tension building like static, she realizes this meeting won’t just reveal who her father is…
It will reveal who she really is.