Worth It All (Royal Bastards MC #5)

1. Davina

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Davina

B eing called to the RBMC clubhouse for an emergency meeting isn’t normal. Yes, I’ve been called to the clubhouse before. I’m not an old lady but I would consider myself to be club family. My brother, Bishop, is a patched member. Not just that. My best friend is their president. So, when he calls and tells me to get there, I know something isn’t right.

“Hey, buddy. You’ve got to get up. We have to go see Mason.”

My son, Charlie, is sound asleep. It’s past midnight. Instead of trying to wake him again, I wrap his blanket around him and pick him up. He’s heavy, but I manage to get him outside to my car. When you’re a single mom, you do what you have to.

We get to the clubhouse and are welcomed inside the gate. Several other vehicles are here already, not all of them belonging to members. What the hell is happening?

“Hey,” Mason says, greeting me when I step outside my car. He leans in and kisses my cheek. I ignore the fluttering in my chest. A kiss like that isn’t uncommon between us. And neither is the fluttering.

“Charlie’s asleep in the back.”

“I’ll get him.”

He carries him inside and I follow behind. I was right. Something isn’t right. Everyone is here. Members. Current and former. Old ladies. Kids. Mason takes Charlie back to a bedroom and I find my brother.

“What the hell is going on?”

“We know who The Harvester is. We’re on high alert. Possibly going on lock down.”

“Who is it?”

Bishop leans down and whispers in my ear, “Mason’s brother.”

I swallow down the vomit that rises in my throat. How can this be? He disappeared without a trace years ago.

“Didn’t you use to hang out with him too?”

“Yeah but then he left town.”

Mason walks out and makes eye contact with me. Once again, I ignore the fluttering in my chest. He’s my best friend. Always has been. I even named my son after him.

But his brother is Charlie’s father. And I’d be risking it all if I tell him that.