Chains' Trust - E.C. Land

Prologue

Tiny

My life has never been easy, not once from the day I took my first breath. According to my dad, I was good for nothing. Well, besides breeding to the right person. My mom died, at the hands of the man who raised me, for her sins. When I turned sixteen, I ran away. Living on the streets wasn’t easy but I’d made it work. It was better than listening to the crazy that the leader of the cult would talk about.

It took me a while to make my way south. But I’d done it without spreading my legs for random men. I didn’t want to be pimped out.

So, people would wonder how I ended up at the clubhouse of the Devil’s Riot MC. Well I met this girl, I thought she was my friend. Told me to come to the clubhouse let the men have their way with you and you’d have the club’s protection. Figured it can’t be so bad.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a slut. I did what I thought I could handle, but in the end, I didn’t want to be passed around. After giving a couple blow jobs to a couple of the members of the club, I knew I couldn’t hack it and confronted the president of the club, Stoney. He and Tracker understood when I explained to them why I’d come to them. They didn’t turn me away like I’d thought they would.

I’d already been given the nickname of Tiny because of how short I am. Standing at no more than five foot two and weighing no more than a hundred and five pounds. Yeah you could say I’m short.

Stoney and Tracker ended up hiring me to work the bar in the clubhouse. It worked for me because then I didn’t have to leave the clubhouse for anything. My room was here and thanks to the internet I was able to order clothes and whatever else I needed.

When Rachel, Stoney’s ol’ lady came into the picture, her and I hit it off. I started helping her with her twins, Luca and Corrine. Talk about beautiful babies. I realized helping her, what I wanted to do with my life.

I wanted to become a teacher. But you can’t do that without a college degree, and I didn’t even have my high school diploma.

Then everything went to hell the night we were all attacked. Luca and Corrine were kidnapped. Rachel was beaten as well as Momma B. A few others were raped but I ended up getting the brunt of it. For reasons I don’t know.

The guy, Jackal, he’d raped me taking my virginity and leaving me scarred. Raping me wasn’t enough for him though. No, he’d broken my leg and fractured my skull pretty much leaving me for dead.

It’s a wonder that I’d survived, but in the end I did. However now, I’m scared to be around any of the men. I refuse to leave my room unless it’s to go to the nursery for the twins.

Well that is until Victoria brought the reasons to light for the men. Stoney and Tracker gave me options of new places I could go. In the end, I asked if I could go to the Inferno’s Clutch MC clubhouse. I really thought they’d say no but Stoney merely nodded sadly. I’ll always remember his last words to me.

“You’re family, Tiny. You might have come to us by trying to be one of the other women who come here but you’re not. Don’t let what happened stop you from living. Heal and know you can always come home. That’s what this place is for you. Home,” Stoney said, holding Rachel next to him who simply nodded her head as she smiled at me.

I’d never really had a place I called home and the fact Stoney said that made me want to cry. I wish I could have stayed, but the clubhouse scares me. All the good memories it held for me were tarnished by the evil of one man.

Sitting in the passenger seat of the truck, Shadow is taking me to Victoria’s brother who said he’d take me in.

I only hope this is a good idea and that I can trust Chains.

Chapter One

Chains

“Where are we with that shipment coming in?” I ask my brothers the moment I slam the gavel down on the table.

It’s been a long fuckin’ week and all I want to do right now is finish church up, and have one of the strays suck me