Ignite the Flame: A Satan's Savages MC Novella #2 Read Online Free Page A

day one of you will die at the hands of that fucking club, you or Mad Dog. And I… I just don’t want to be around to watch it.”
    Swallowing hard, I simply nod. I’m not really sure what to say to that because she’s right, that will probably be the case. Either Dad or I, or both of us, will die at the club. So I figure instead of continuing with this conversation, I’ll change the subject.
    “What do you think of Willow?”
    Her lips turn up into a bright smile, so much so that the wrinkles around her eyes become more prominent. It, in turn, makes me smile.
    “She’s beautiful, darling. But not who I pictured you ending up with at all… she’s much better.” She smirks and winks at me.
    Smiling, I pull Petunia into me further. “I don’t know how I got so lucky with her Mum.”
    Her smile falls slightly and she stands taller. “Do you love her?”
    My chest starts to ache and my stomach twists on itself, but in a good way. I nod my head. “Yeah, it happened quickly, but I know it’s real.”
    She smiles and nods. “Real love comes swiftly and never leaves. It’s with you forever, no matter the distance between you.”
    My chest constricts at Mum’s words while I think back to a time when she and Dad were happy. “If you love Dad so much, you should go back to him.”
    She shakes her head taking in a deep breath. “No, that ship has well and truly sailed. He wouldn’t have me back. Plus, I couldn’t go back to living the club life. And I can’t stand Chops, so that would make it harder, him being your dad’s best friend and all.”
    An angelic chuckle startles me as I turn around to see Willow walking in looking refreshed, pink-faced and simply fucking stunning. “I can’t stand Chops either,” Willow announces walking toward me.
    “I don’t think many people can,” I murmur.
    Willow sniffs the air and her stomach gurgles loudly echoing through the room. “Something smells delicious.”
    “Take a seat, honey. It'll be ready soon. You have a lot more colour in your face now,” Mum says smiling at her.
    She continues to walk to me as I put Petunia down from my lap. “I’m feeling much better after ridding two weeks of living off my skin.”
    Smiling wide that she’s feeling better, I grab and pull her down to sit on my lap. She wraps herself around me and I lean up and press my lips to hers softly.
    “You two are sweet. Now come and eat. I hope you like your meat medium, Willow?”
    Willow giggles and shakes her head. “Hell, I’d eat it right off the back of a cow’s leg right now.”
    Wincing, I inwardly bash my head against the table for letting her get this bad. Being on the road for this long and not having enough money for a decent meal, place to sleep, or hot shower, was my doing and that’s on me. She’s this hungry because of me! How did I let it get this bad? Why did I not think about money before we left? Sighing to myself as she gets off my lap, she takes a seat next to me where Mum has placed her plate down, and she begins to eat like a ravenous dog that hasn’t eaten in months.
    Picking up my knife and fork I stab into some fries, and jam them out of frustration into my mouth as Willow puts a square of steak into her mouth. A moan of delight echoes through the kitchen, as she closes her eyes almost climaxing at the pleasure of eating real food.
    A scowl crosses my face as my eyebrows tense together watching her in such a state. I did this to her. I denied her this satisfaction on a daily basis. I’m such a fucking arsehole! Shaking my head, my heart pounds in my chest as a vice contracts either side of my head making me feel sick. Mum’s presence is next to me and her hand rests down on my shoulder making me look up at her.
    “Don’t beat yourself up, my boy. You kept her safe, that’s all that matters. She’s eating now and you’re both okay. Stop torturing yourself or I’ll slap you into the middle of next week,” Mum says. I huff and slump my body. She reads