Ryker by Jeneveir Evans

 

Ryker’s Note

My name is Paxton Lee Chadwick. I go by Ryker. I’ve been in the Hell’s Retribution MC for thirty-five years. For twenty-three of those years I was the VP. The majority of my time in the club I’d have given anything to be out of that godforsaken MC. The Prez, King, was a soulless man with a heart blacker than coal. He had a daughter who took after him in every way.

Two days after my dad was killed, I was conned into doing something I didn’t want to do. I had still been grieving for my dad and had no business making a life altering decision. I was twenty-one when that happened.

You know how you go through life and wish you could have a do-over? I wish like hell I could do that over. Yet if I was told that I could be given that wish, I wouldn’t take it. There is no way I would ever think about giving up my four youngest children. Not even for the love of my life.

Earlier this year, at the age of fifty-three, I learned I had another son named Bane and a daughter named Leigh. To a man like me who had always wanted kids, it was a happy moment, albeit bittersweet. I had missed twenty-eight years of my son’s life and twenty-seven of my daughter’s. That cut me to the core.

Fearing for my younger children’s safety, I turned to Bane’s MC, Angel’s Rebellion, for help. Once on their compound, I found the things I had been searching for my entire life. Things that made me envy the Brothers of the MC.

I discovered one more thing. The woman who had held my heart for the past twenty-nine years. A woman who had made my world come alive. A woman I had pushed away. A woman I’d yearned for every day since then.

A woman who now hates me and I have no one to blame but myself.