Stepbrother Bear - Complete (11 page)

CHAPTER
ELEVEN

“Newest members…” Aiden muttered.
“What is this a joke?”

“Sit down,”
the biker president said glaring at us. “Please.”

I looked to
Aiden, but he avoided me.

Once seated
he put his elbows on the desk and leaned across. “Would you care to explain
what’s going on?”

“Would you
care to sit back in your chair as I asked you?” the president fired back.

“Whatever,”
Aiden said. He adjusted his position accordingly.

“Thank you.”
The president took a final drag on his cigar and then butted it into the
ashtray. “Newest members,” he said repeating the phrase. “For all intents and
purposes, that’s what you are.”

“Do you even
know our names?” Aiden demanded.

“One of my
men told me earlier, but I forget now. Please introduce yourselves.”

“Excuse me,”
I piped up. “If you don’t even know who we are, why did you come after us?”

“I said I
don’t know your names,” the president replied. “But I know who you are.” He
raised his finger to Aiden. “You’re one of the General’s pets. She was going to
use you against my outfit until you went renegade.”

“What are you
doing here?” Aiden asked. “In Fort Pacific?”

“This belongs
to us now. Along with several of the other facilities. She still has the mother
base. Unfortunately I don’t know where that is. Maybe … you can tell me?”

“Yeah, I’ll
tell you,” Aiden said. “But you gotta cut this newest member shit. I don’t want
in your club.”

The president
smiled at him. But said nothing.

Aiden’s eyes
became darker by the passing second.

“Did you
fucking hear me?” Aiden barked.

“All of us
here, we’re like you,” the president said. “Some of us are ex-experiments and
runaways just as you are. Some came to our abilities in non-artificial ways.
Such as me. As it stands now, we have use for you in our organization. If you
were to refuse and we were to turn you loose it wouldn’t be long before our
enemies picked you up and used you against us. So the only way you’re getting
out of here alive, is if you become a member. And you promise to take on the
responsibilities that come with that.”

Aiden stood
from his chair. “What a load of horseshit. Seriously. Thanks for your time.”

He grabbed my
wrist and led me out of my chair and to the end of the room.

I wasn’t sure
he was doing the right thing at all.

“You’ll never
get out of here alive,” the president declared. “But even if you do – what
then? What masterful plan do you have to get your family back?”

“So you do
know who we are,” Aiden said, turning.

“That’s what
I said, didn’t I? Now think very carefully before you make your next move.
Because not only does your survival depend on your inclusion to our club, but
your family’s survival depends on it as well.”

“Aiden,” I
said. “I think you should listen to him.”

“Do you?”
Aiden replied smugly. He turned and glared at the president. “No. I don’t think
so. I think that piece of shit can go fuck himself.”

CHAPTER
TWELVE

Aiden.

Aiden, Aiden,
Aiden.

Was it
possible he had something up his sleeve? Did he have a plan to go with his
direct insulting refusal to side with the people who were holding us captive?

I didn’t get
my hopes up.

As we walked
down the corridor together towards the stationed guard on the stairs, I knew it
was only a matter of time before we were apprehended. And what if by then, it
was too late? What if they decided to just finish us both off since we had
rejected their generous proposal?

“Aiden,” I
said.

My feet would
carry me no further.

“
Aiden
.”

He finally
turned around to face me.

“What?” he
hissed back.

I shook my
head.

He walked
back over. “What?”

“You’re gonna
get us killed.”

Aiden’s eyes drifted
over my shoulder. I turned back to see the president standing outside his
office.

“No, I won’t
be someone’s bitch,” Aiden scolded. “I won’t –”

“Think about
Lara,” I said. “Think about your Mom.”

Aiden was
silent a moment. “What about them?”

“We need
their help. You know you can’t do it by yourself.”

“We need …
these bikers’ help.”

I nodded.
“You know it’s the right thing.”

He put his
hands together. His cheeks were going red. “And when it’s all over, I’m going
to have to run from them. All over again. And they’ll come after you. And Mom
and Lara. These people will stop at nothing until I’m bound to them again.”

“Maybe … This
is where you belong. Maybe this is the life you were supposed to lead.”

Aiden looked
behind him. In the direction of the stairs.

“What’s it
going to be?” the president asked approaching.

Aiden looked
back to me. The rage and tears in his eyes could only mean one thing.

CHAPTER
THIRTEEN

“Alright,” Aiden seethed. “Fine.
Whatever you want.”

He wasn’t
talking to the president so much as he was talking to me.

The president
moved to the side of us. He stared us both up and down.

Aiden shifted
his body towards him. “What are you doing?”

“You two are
a couple, are you not?” the president asked.

“What?” Aiden
spluttered. “No way.”

“No?” he
looked to me.

“We’re…” I
trailed off.

“She’s my
sister,” Aiden said. “No more to it than that.”

“Really?” the
president murmured. “Well, do forgive my mistake.”

“You’re
forgiven,” Aiden said, rolling his eyes.

“Why don’t we
go back downstairs?” the president suggested. “You deserve a proper
introduction.” Then he looked at me. “Both of you do.”

I blinked a
couple of times. I tried to recall whether he said I had to join the club as
well, but it was hazy.

Surely, they
would just let me out of here.

We continued
down the corridor together with the president in between us. Aiden looked over
his shoulder a couple of times to make sure I was keeping up, but the president
didn’t look back once.

Once we’d
reached the floor the president clapped his hands together to get everyone’s
attention. “Alright, listen up,” he said. “We’ve got a new member here…” He
walked up to Aiden and tapped him on the shoulder. “What was your name again?”

“Aiden,”
Aiden replied after a moment. “Aiden Phillips.”

“Aiden
Phillips,” the president repeated. “He’s the newest outcast of the General’s
lot, and claims to know where her new mother base is. Which I’m sure he’ll tell
us soon. In the mean time – why don’t you all shake hands and have a little chat
amongst you.”

The men got
off their stools and moved around to shake Aiden’s hand and introduce
themselves.

Aiden seemed
a bit out of sorts, but otherwise made no move against them.

The president
turned to me while this was going on.

“You don’t
belong here,” he said.

“Thank God,”
I replied. Then quickly added, “But of course I want to help.”

He nodded.
“Follow me.”

He moved
around the side of the room and back towards the entrance. He pushed open the
door and we stepped outside together. I glanced over my shoulder as the door
swung shut.

There was an
actual smile on Aiden’s face.

A real one.

CHAPTER
FOURTEEN

The night was so cold I could see my
breath as I walked into it. The president, Bruno Rodriguez, was just a little
ahead of me, walking across the asphalt car park, his sense of direction
assured. I didn’t know what was happening. I suddenly wished I’d never been
separated from Aiden. Even if this did mean I’d be released.

That fleeting
idea however, was soon quashed. Bruno veered off to the side away from the
Fort’s entrance, and towards the area Aiden and I had broken in before. He
stopped in front of one of the buildings facing towards the wall, and quietly
unlocked the padlock attached to it.

Then he
opened the door and stood back for me to enter with him.

The door
closed behind us.

When he
flicked the light switch, I immediately got a bad feeling. The room was bare,
but a wreck. In the back of it there was a kitchen area with used paper cups
sitting about the counter. The same cups were lying about the room in random
locations, as well as other random objects.

Adjacent to
the kitchen area there was a double bed pressed up against the wall.

Just the
mattress.

No pillows or
sheets.

I looked back
to the president.

“Make
yourself at home,” he said.

I gave a
hearty chuckle and started backing away from him.

He undid his
leather jacket and pulled it off. He tossed it to the floor.

“This is
sick,” I murmured. “You can’t do this.”

“Do what?”

He kept
walking forward.

I kept
walking back.

Soon we would
be at the bed.

“Can you just
give me a moment to talk this through with you?” I rambled. “I mean, surely you
must be open to that.”

He kept his
eyes on me but said nothing.

“This is
ridiculous,” I went on. “You won’t like it at all. I’m not going to go through
with it anyway, so you’re just wasting your time.”

The edge of
the bed pressed into the back of my knees.

Bruno
continued forward.

I was forced
to sit on the bed.

He grabbed a
hold of my neck and pushed it backward. “You shouldn’t have let on you were his
sister,” Bruno said. “If I thought you were his then I wouldn’t have to do
this.”

“Wait,” I
stammered. “I am his. That was a lie.”

“Yeah right.”

“I’m – I’m
serious –”

CHAPTER
FIFTEEN

Knock, knock, knock.

Bruno looked
back to the door. His hand fell from my cheek.

“Who’s there?”
Bruno called.

The door
opened.

Standing in
the middle of it was Aiden, alone.

Bruno quickly
advanced towards him. I got up from the bed.

“What are you
doing?” Aiden asked in a polite voice.

“I’m getting
to know your sister for a bit,” Bruno said. “She belongs to the club now.”

“I never said
she belonged to you,” Aiden said.

“What do you
care?” Bruno asked. “She’s
only
your sister, isn’t she?”

Aiden
blinked. “No. She is more than that.”

“What are you
talking about?”

“We’re
together,” I said behind them. “I was trying to tell you.”

Aiden walked
past Bruno and stood beside me.

“I don’t
believe you,” Bruno said. “Are you not really brother and sister then?”

“No,” Aiden
and I both said at the same time.

“Prove it,”
Bruno demanded.

“How?” Aiden
replied.

Bruno
scratched his head. “Kiss her.”

Aiden spun me
around to face him. He leaned down and kissed me on the forehead.

“Satisfied?”

Bruno
scowled. “I didn’t mean there.”

Aiden looked
back to me. He was almost laughing in his eyes. “Fine.”

Aiden bent
down and put his lips to mine.

For some
reason they were cold. Awkward. Strange.

Instead of
being forced to be with the ugly biker president, now I was forced to be with
my brother.

His lips soon
parted. I could see the displeasure in his face.

He felt that
it wasn’t right too.

We both
looked back to Bruno again.

He crossed
his arms.

“I didn’t
mean there either.”

CHAPTER
SIXTEEN

Aiden’s eyes weren’t laughing
anymore. I could see them reddening. His whole body was becoming consumed with
anger. His bear was about to break free…

“I’m still
waiting,” Bruno said smugly.

And then I
realized it. What made the whole thing awful.

It came down
to choice. The only way it would work is if we chose to do it.

That was the
only way we could win.

I reached out
and grabbed Aiden’s fingers with mine.

He turned
swiftly, in surprise.

I didn’t let
our gazes linger. I lured him out to the back of the room. With the mattress
and the bed.

Bruno quietly
followed.

I lay down on
the bed and pulled Aiden on top of me. His face was muddled with confusion and
apprehension, but I knew I could drain it out of him. I put both hands to his
face and pulled him forward into me. And we kissed again.

As if Bruno
wasn’t even there.

His hands
closed in underneath my dress and he clutched the sides of my abdomen tightly.
Our mouths interlocked and tongues dispersed and connected with one another. He
rocked me to the side massaging my breasts and clinging to my back. I let my
fingers explore his dense figure as before, becoming more and more familiar with
it.

Slam.

Aiden and I
looked up from the bed.

Our onlooker
had stormed off, obviously annoyed with the display of affection between us.

I put one
foot over the bed and stood up, brushing my hair out of my eyes. There was no
sound apart from the president’s fading footsteps. We really were alone now.

“Looks like
we fooled him,” I muttered.

When looked
over my shoulder Aiden was standing there, completely naked.

He lent in
towards me and put his lips to my ear. “We sure did.”

Aiden
unzipped my dress and fell to the floor below us.

“What if he
comes back?” I asked. “Do you really want him to see this?”

“I think we
were ready to for him to see it anyway.”

I turned
towards him and let him kiss me all over again.

In it, with
him, I was so lost. It was as though there were two sides to him. A side that
mocked me, hated me, was annoyed by me – and then another side. One of passion
and radiance. One that accepted and longed for me more than anything else.

Aiden slowly
lowered me to the floor and fucked me from behind.

The door in
front of my eyes never opened.

But like
Aiden said…

Neither of us
would have cared if it did.