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The Queens placed me in a chair as I tried to get to Safir. He held his head as Harlow tried to speak to him softly. Blood was still flowing out of my nose and dizziness filled my vision as I tried to put pressure on my nose. Myckie was hunched in front of me as she tried to help me. I heard the door open and glanced up as I saw Raine come back inside. I didn’t even know she had left. She placed a red bag in front of me as she began to pull supplies out.
“No, take care of Safir first.”
“But you are...”
“Raine, he is hurt worse than I am. I have a nosebleed. Safir has a head wound.”
“Go help him.” Myckie said as she grabbed a clump of gaze. “Put this on your nose.”
“Thanks.” I took the gauze and held it against my nose.
“What the fuck happened? Who summoned you?” Myckie asked me.
“Gaia.”
Myckie paused and looked around the room.
“What did she want?”
“To kick my ass for fucking Safir.” I spoke quietly.
“You what?” Myckie eyes were about to pop out of her fucking head.
“I fucked Safir...three times.”
“Oh, now I need the details about that.”
“Later.”
I looked around Myckie seeing that Safir was sitting up. Raine was looking at his head. I could see the anger on his face. I stood up and almost went right back down. Myckie grabbed my arm to stabilize me. I gave her a nod of thanks.
I walked around the table to stand next to Raine as she began to patch him up. He looked at me. There was a bruise setting in where Gaia had choked him. Blood coated his hair, neck, and shirt. Inside the design of the table Safir’s blood had spilled into the carving seeping through the top portion.
“Where am I supposed to go now?” Safir asked me. There was anger but there was also sadness in his face. I wanted to beat the bitch’s ass for hurting him. How dare she punish him for living his life.
“You’re with us.” I answered.
“What?” My words seemed to confuse him.
“Queens. Our friend Safir has lost his place in Gaia’s Garden. He has not lived on earth in many centuries. I wish to give him a home with us. What say all of you?” I asked the room.
Silence filled the space.
“Our bylaws say we are to only have females within our club.” Harlow pointed out.
“I didn’t say I was giving him member status, but he has nowhere to go and it is my fault Gaia has banished him.”
“What do you mean?” Morgan asked.
“Safir chose to be with me and that was enough for her to banish him.” I explained.
There was silence as that information set in. I felt all of The Queens looked at one another.
“I second the motion.” Myckie answered.
“Myckie, don’t you think we should discuss this?” Kenzie questioned.
“No. Safir is on the same mission as us. He took care of Izzy when she needed it and she is doing the same now for him.”
“My vote is for Safir.” Indra said.
The other Queens looked at each other.
“Aye.” They spoke as one except Morgan.
“Motion passed. You have a home with us, Safir.”
“Thank you.” Safir's dark eyes stared deep into mine.
A moment passed between us.
“I need to clean this wound up and get him patched up.” Harlow said.
“Take him to my place and we will take care of the table.” I ordered Raine. She helped Safir stand and walked him out. “Kenzie and Morgan, go get some towels.”
“Are you sure about that? The blood kind of makes the image look better.” Raine asked.
“Yes, I’m sure.”
I walked back to my chair and sat down, feeling all of the pain from the beating I had taken from Gaia. The two females left Harlow, Myckie, and me to sit in silence.
“So, we now have a male as part of our club?” Harlow broke the silence.
“He doesn’t have member status.” I said once more.
“What is he to us?” Harlow asked.
I rubbed my face with my left hand as I tried to find a position that didn’t cause my body to hurt.
“A friend.” I answered.
“Don’t do that, Izzy.” Myckie said.
I looked at Myckie.
“Do what?”
“Don’t do what I did.”
“Myckie, this is not the same.” I argued.
Myckie looked at me. Sadness in her eyes.
“It wasn’t Torture who refused to be with me. It was me, Izzy.”
“What?” Harlow and I both responded at the same time.
“I refused to be binded to him. We are The Queens and that means the only ones we need are one another. That is what our bylaws say but it’s not true. We need more than one another.”
I leaned forward.
“Are you telling me Torture wanted to mate? He wanted to be bound to you?”
Torture was the one male that didn’t believe in love. He hated the idea of settling down with one female. Hell, he was an asshole when it came to females. Now, Myckie was telling me he wanted just that.
“I told him no. Being a Queen was more important than being with the male I loved.”
“You chose us over him.” Harlow said softly.
“I tell you this, not to feel sorry for me, but to make a point. We need to change our bylaws. We need to allow our females to have love, to have something outside of our club, outside of us.”
Harlow and I did not say anything as we let that.
“If we do what you say Myckie what will it do to us? You two created this club to ensure we didn’t have to mate or have young.” Harlow pointed out.
“If we don't, what will it do to us, Harlow? I lost the male I loved because I made a choice to stay with you females. Having a male doesn’t mean we need to choose one or the other. We designed this club that way.”
I thought about both sides and had no idea what to do with it. If I listen to Harlow, nothing would change. I loved our life together. I loved the partying, the fucking, the drinks, the hunts. If we change things, what male would want us to live a life as we did?
“Myckie, if we do this, if we open the club up as you are suggesting, it could create a shit storm of issues.” I finally spoke.
“Like what?”
“What male will want us to do what we do? We can’t settle down in one location and being with a mate would require that. Allowing males to join our hunts means they will try to take control.”
“Who says? Torture never was allowed to take control.”
“That’s one male. If each of us were to bind ourselves, we are talking about seven males. How do we deal with that many wanting to take over?” I asked.
“I don’t know. What I do know is that if we do not do something, at some point all of you will feel what I am feeling. We need to think of the big picture.”
“There is too much at risk for us to do this.” I argued.
“Male motorcycle clubs have females.” Harlow pointed out.
“Yeah, and most of those females are used as whores.” I argued.
“Not all of them.” Myckie pointed out.
“If we do this we could end up destroying what we have built.”
“If we don’t, we will destroy ourselves.” Myckie shot back. “I almost destroyed all of us because of my loss. I refused to bind myself to the male I loved. That refusal hurt him for the rest of his existence. You believed he fucked anything with a pussy. He didn’t, he always returned to me. He fed me when I needed it and he was mine when I allowed him to be. I lost him because I was stupid. You are now facing the same fucking decision, Izzy. I love you and I do not want to watch you do the same thing.”
I said nothing as her words sank in. Was I doing the same thing? I had fucked Safir three times. He fed me instead of allowing another male to do so. He knew how to give me what I wanted. I had kept him in my bed which I had never done with any other male. I taught him how to ride a motorcycle and had an amazing time doing it. We had found some common ground, but it didn’t mean we were destined for anything else. I looked at Myckie seeing the hurt that still clung to her. I didn’t want to destroy myself as Myckie had. I also didn’t know if I wanted to be mated to anyone. I didn’t want any young but who said he did. What the fuck was I saying?
“We will take it to a vote. If The Queens want to make a change, we will.” I finally spoke.