I spot my sister Drew and Lauren spying at us through the doors from the clubhouse and decide to let them come out and join Natasha. I need to get back to my dad anyway however I would much rather continue to stay here and kiss Natasha some more.

I slowly get up from my seat, and place my beer on the table because before I go I need to rearrange this huge bulging hard on. I tuck my cock behind my belt as I turn from Natasha and when I look back I see she’s snickering at me, little minx.

“I’ll catch you later.” I say, and kiss her on the forehead.

It’s hard to walk away for two reasons, I don’t want to leave her and my cock!

As I uncomfortably away from Natasha, I meet Lauren and Drew as they stare wide eyed.

“Girls.” I greet them as I continue to walk by. I can’t help but laugh to myself at the shocked looks on their faces. I know for a fact that they saw our kiss and now I feel a little sorry for Natasha because I know they will be quizzing her all about it. However on the other hand, I like the fact that she will be talking about me.

One thing’s for sure, I need to sort myself out before I walk into my Dads office.

“So how are the club bunnies behaving with you now that their leader has gone?” I ask Lauren.

We’re sat in the clubs kitchen making some sandwiches, talking about Lauren’s first official day at Allure Magazine starts tomorrow and she’s freaking out. The conversation made me hungry so we moved into the kitchen.

Lauren laughs. “Better now that Dyson is no longer here.”

The sound of a sudden clang makes me jump. I quickly spin around with a hand clutching my heart to see what it was. I see Lauren frozen and her buttered knife fallen onto the floor.

“Lauren?” I ask, walking closer to her.

“Oh my god! I’m a horrible person.” Her eyes are wide and she looks pale.

“What are you talking about?” I ask. “Of course you’re not.”

“No I am.” She cries. “I’m joking about a woman’s death. Who would do that Tasha? Not a good person!”

I quickly walk right up to her and hold her tightly. “No, I started it. Sorry it’s not your fault.”

“You didn’t force me to say those things.” She sulks.

“Look, at the end of the day she was a bitch to you and nearly got you killed. It wasn’t your fault that she ran to Demon.” I point out. That whore nearly got my best friend killed by the very men who ripped us from our lives before. I’m not sorry she’s not around anymore. I manage to calm her down and we eat our sandwiches together.

“To answer your question, yes they do act different around me now.” Lauren adds when we have nearly finished our food.

“I agree.” I reply. “They seemed to have calmed down on the bitching.”

“And the sleeping around.” Lauren observes. “I wonder if Dyson told them to sleep around.”

“Maybe.” I think it over. “I was talking to Maci the other day, she’s one of the bunnies, and she did hint that they are free do to as they choose now. Maybe she was secretly telling me that Dyson was a slave driver?”

Lauren rises her eyebrows. “Wow.”

We wash up after ourselves because Laura and June will kill us if they find out we were in the kitchen and left them dirty dishes. When we walk into the clubhouse main room, our theory is put to the test as some of the club whores walk by.

“Hi.” Throttle smiles.

“Hey.” Canyon adds as they walk by. Throttle, Canyon and Flex had known Dyson the whole time they were here so if anyone was going to be mean, it would be them.

Lauren rises her eyebrows at me in response after saying her greetings to them. After all, Lauren has to make amends seeing as she’s with the VP. She can’t be holding her head high and act like she’s better than everyone else around here, even if she is better than some. When she’s top dog around here the women would want to feel like they can approach her just like they do with June and Laura now. However Lauren is a lot younger and I’m guessing some of the girls are already starting to warm up to Lauren more than they ever did with Laura, even if Laura is the current president’s wife.

It seems like a nice day outside, so we decide to grab a table in the sunny outdoors and we’re not out here long when the bunny I was talking to earlier approaches us.

“Hey.” Maci greets us both. Lauren’s back stiffens and I can see why she’s acting the way she is. After all these club whore and bunnies are after the men in the club and Grim is a very handsome man.

“Hey Maci.” I smile up at her and gesture for her to join us. “Maci, this is Lauren.”

“Oh I know.” Maci beams. “Everyone knows who you are around here Lauren. I mean, why wouldn’t they? You’re the VPs old lady and you’re flipping gorgeous!”

Maci’s words make me giggle and Lauren looks a little awkward.

“Shit, was I not supposed to say that?” Maci asks, looking at Lauren’s expression worryingly.

“No, it’s ok.” Lauren smiles. “I haven’t seen you much around here.”

Maci smiles a little. “I’m kind of new around here.”

“Maci is a new bunny.” I add.

“I still get confused by all these terms.” Lauren shakes her head.

“I know, it can get tricky but I was bought up around MCs so I’m used to it. They all have their different terms but here it’s pretty simple.” Maci explains. “There’s the biker men of course and they have their own ranking system. You obviously know the family system because you’re in it already and then there’s girls like me, the bunnies. We are the younger girls around here that want to be taken care of by the club and will offer services in return, however those services are not sexual unless we want to. We help the old ladies clean and help with gatherings and parties, babysitting you name it.”

“And of course the club whores.” Lauren adds to Maci’s explanation.

“Yeah.” Maci laughs. “The women who have always clung to the men around here and are so desperate to get their claws into them they will do just about anything, including abandoning their children.”

I stare at Maci, shocked at her outburst. The last time I spoke to her she did seem like an open book with no filter, but I didn’t expect that.

“Are you ok?” Lauren immediately turn towards her. I sit back and smile, See, she is perfect for her role in the club.

“Don’t mind me.” Maci shrugs it off. “My mother was a club whore. Not for the Kings, another club in central London and she always left me with anyone available so she could try and trap any biker available.”

“I’m sorry.” I frown.

“Don’t be.” Maci smiles. “I grew up and managed to escape her, she wanted me to be just like her but like many club brats, I didn’t like being away from a club so when I heard about The Kings of Rebellion, I asked to join. Like mother like daughter.”

“No, not at all.” Lauren snaps. “You’re not at all like that, I can already tell.” I really feel for Maci, she’s really young and I wouldn’t say she’s hit her twenties yet. I’m glad she chose to be a bunny and not a whore, she wouldn’t do well in that group.

“Like I was telling Natasha the other day as horrible as it sounds, I can now breathe that Dyson isn’t here anymore. She was always pushing the bunnies to do more and become more of a club whore and that isn’t me. I saw what it did to my mother and I hate her, I don’t want to become her.”

“That’s awful!” Lauren frowns. “Hearing that, I’m glad Dyson isn’t here any longer too.”

Maci looks up at Lauren, really studying her and then breaks out in a smile. “The girls around here said you were nice, I was a little afraid to talk to you but I can see they were right.”

“Thank you.” Lauren answers, looking a little honoured.