“I don’t know… are we good? If you’re pissed at me, I think I’d rather do this myself then have you make this hurt worse than it already will,” I said.
Sprocket cupped my face and rested his forehead against mine. “You did what you needed to survive, who am I to judge? Besides, it’s kinda cool that I have the most powerful woman on the West Coast right in front of me. Queen of the Hidden Empire, woman of the Phantom Saints leadership. How people will talk.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “I don’t remember signing up to be your woman or anyone else’s.”
“Hmm, you’re right. That doesn’t quite seem to work, does it? How about this. The Queen of the Hidden Empire and her knights willing to defend her at any cost,” Sprocket mused.
“You sure you can speak for the others like that, road captain?” I teased.
Pressing a soft kiss to my lips, Sprocket leaned back, letting me see everyone else gathered on the couch before me.
“Anyone disagree?” Sprocket asked, turning to look at them.
“Nope, every queen needs strong knights to keep her in line,” Eagle said with a twinkle in his eyes.
“I’ve always wanted to be a knight!” Cognac piped up, a wide smile on his lips.
“Seems like our little vixen is stuck with us,” Picasso smirked.
Void grunted, crossing his arms as he met my gaze. “You guys make it seem like she had a choice. My little demon wasn’t ever going to leave us again.”
Finally, I looked at Wes, knowing there was so much we hadn’t had a chance to talk about, but if I was honest with myself, I knew all along we would end up here.
“Dax, my love and loyalty has always been yours, and if you decide these guys are yours too, then that’s all I need to know,” Wes assured me.
“It’s settled then. Two Tricks has an alliance with the Phantom Saints that she will personally oversee. Now Sprocket, if you could be so kind as to stitch me up, we have a war to prepare for,” I announced, grinning at my guys.