Reunion Written in Blood 31

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Chapter31

Pyros‘ POV

I would never admit it to anyone and I would deny it if asked but I was impressed by Riley today. She handled herself well when she was speaking to my brothers and their old ladies. Her charm and warmth had everyone wanting to be around her and made it easy for them to welcome her. Not to mention that everyone fell in love with her son. I am completely sure that if my father gets the chance he’s going to steal Collin away.

Collin seemed to love all the attention he got but after a few hours, all the excitement caught up to him and he fell asleep on Dodge. The room we prepared for Riley and Collin wasn’t completely ready yet so Dodge sat on the Couch with him. Indigo was placing the final touches in the room and had yet to meet Riley.

“I still think this is a bad idea,” Slash announced as he stood beside me on the porch. He gulped down the rest of his whiskey. I just wanted a few minutes of peace and Slash followed me out here. So much for that, I guess.

I groaned. He has made his opinion of Riley moving in abundantly clear. I get that he doesn’t trust her but she has done nothing to warrant his dislike.

“I know but just… Give her the benefit of the doubt. At least for now. She means a lot to Wilder,” I calmly said. They had already gotten into an argument about her.

He scoffed. “I am just looking out for the club. We don’t even know her!”

“Listen. I’m not fond of her staying here either but what harm can it cause? Right now, it’s dangerous for anyone associated with the club because of the attacks. It’s safer here for her and

her son.”

Placing my hand on his shoulder, I added, “Plus, she said it was only temporary. Her son’s birthday is soon and she wanted to have a little party for him with family. That’s why she came to California,”

He sighed and reluctantly nodded. “I understand but I am going to keep an eye on her. I don’t know man, I just feel like she’s hiding something.”

“Maybe she is but as long as it does not affect the club, it’s none of our business.” I really don’t care what Riley does in her spare time. I’ve known Slash my entire life and I know he’s not going to stop until he finds out whatever it is she is hiding.

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We remained in silence for a few minutes. “I’m goin‘ to head out. It’s been a while since I’ve rode

for fun,” He told me.

I watched as he straddled his bike before speeding out of the compound, leaving dust in his wake. I can only hope he doesn’t do anything stupid and reckless.

I huffed a breath as I contemplated going back inside or staying out here for a while longer. I could faintly see the inside of the bar from where I stood and I am glad that my father convinced me to build it soundproof. Otherwise, we probably wouldn’t be able to sleep in this house. The parties in that bar sometimes go on until dawn and can get wild.

A throat cleared behind me, jarring me from my thoughts. I turned around and raised an eyebrow at Riley. I can’t believe she snuck up on me like that. “Can I help you?” I asked, my tone rougher

than I intended.

The little welcome party Wilder put together was coming to an end and everyone was beginning

to leave.

“I just wanted to thank you,” She said, giving me a small smile. I think this is the first time she

spoke to me without sass or attitude, granted we’ve only met a handful of times.

“Wilder and your brothers organised everything.” The only thing I did was give permission for

them to actually throw the party but I didn’t say that.

“You showed up. I mean, I know it’s your house but I appreciate it.” She looked up at me.

I nodded stiffly, not knowing what to say at the moment as her eyes captivated me. They seemed

to be sparkling and logically, I knew it was from the lights but I couldn’t find it in me to look away from her gaze.

She cleared her throat. “Is there something on my face?”

Shit. I was staring for too long. Good fucking going. What can I say now?

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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.