An Outlaw Wedding

By Jenika Snow

Nico Landon, son of The Grizzly MC President, Jagger, has wanted Alexis Stein for as long as he can remember. But Alexis is the daughter of the hardcore Sergeant at Arms for the club, Brick. The scarred biker protects his daughter like no other could, but Nico is a patched in Grizzly member, too, and he will go up against anything and anyone to make Alexis his.

The MC is all that Alexis knows, but she wouldn’t change the rough and tough lifestyle for anything. She loves Nico and has since she was a little girl, so she isn’t about to let anyone stop her from being with him, even if her dad and all of the Grizzly members are overprotective.

In the end, though, Nico gets his girl, and even has his outlaw wedding filled with bikers and Harleys, because nothing stops a Grizzly from getting what he wants.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Evernight Publishing
• Release date: Aug 9, 2014
• ISBN: 9781771309493

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Copyright© 2014 Jenika Snow

ISBN: 978-1-77130-949-3

Cover Artist: Sour Cherry Designs

Editor: Karyn White

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This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

DEDICATION

This story is for the readers that wanted more of The Grizzlies.

AN OUTLAW WEDDING

The Grizzly MC, 7

Jenika Snow

Copyright © 2014

Author’s Note

This novella is a look into the lives of The Grizzly MC after the epilogue in the sixth and final book of the series. It focuses on the children of the members of the club. Although it can be read as a standalone, it is highly suggested that you read the previous Grizzly MC books to better know the characters, their lives, and the world they live in.

Prologue

Family holidays were not something the members of The Grizzly MC had much experience with, at least not before they had found their old ladies, and had families with those incredible, strong women. Now, several years after each member of the MC had their women and had children, they celebrated religiously. But Jagger assumed it had a lot to do with the guys finally settling down. He wouldn’t use the word pussy-whipped, not anymore at least, but what he would use was the term hopelessly devoted.

He sat around the card table with Drevin, Dallas, and Diesel. He had a straight, but even a hand as good as that couldn’t draw his focus away from Sonya, his woman and the one person who could calm the wild ass grizzly he harbored inside. The animal was a possessive fucker when it came to her and his children, but even though Sonya was a human, and so much smaller than he was, she could put his stubborn ass in its place with just a look.

They were at the clubhouse, and although most people might not think that was the best place for babies, it was the safest bet all around, and the only place where Jagger felt comfortable having his woman and children when everyone got together. He knew his brothers felt the same way. He might be a protective motherfucker, but so was every other member crammed into the room right now.

Sonya was over by Darra, Hope, Maggie, and Lilly. Sonya was holding their newest son, Cain, while their twin boys, Lucas and Nico, were running around with Diesel’s sons, Jakob and Bodhi, and Court’s son, Mason. Dallas was the only Grizzly who didn’t have any sons yet, but he was content with his two little girls, and Jagger was pretty sure Hope was more than thrilled that she could doll them up. But their oldest daughter, Tarren, could play just as hard as the boys did. Jagger knew that little girl would grow up to be just as tough as her biker father. Jagger started laughing when he looked over at Brick holding his toddler daughter, Alexis, and looking down at his son, Odin, whom he held on his lap with his other arm. It was funny, but also fucking incredible to see a dark bastard like Brick look down upon his children with this gentle demeanor.

Look at that, Drevin said and pointed over to Nico. Damn, dude, he sure as hell is your kid. Look at him trying to pick her up.

Jagger sat up straighter and watched the other half of his two year old twins walk over to Brick’s little girl. Alexis was a few months older than Nico and Lucas, but his boys took after him in that they were big as fuck, and would be well over six feet tall when it was all said and done. But then again they were bear shifters—all of the children were in fact—and that meant they were not of average height or strength. And although the women of their kind couldn’t actually shift, they still had that wild animal DNA moving through them and could be just as stubborn as any of their male counterparts. Jagger had no doubt that these Grizzly girls would rip a man’s balls off and toss them over a cliff if they fucked with them. That thought and image had him grinning. Stinger was over by Molly and their new son, Ben. Their three year old daughter, Lina, ran around with Dakota, who was shaping up to be one big boy. His father, Malice, might be human, but he was a hulk.

Brick turned and watched Nico approach, and then Jagger saw when Brick noticed the toy truck Nico held out for Alexis. The little girl burrowed her head against Brick’s chest, and her short dark hair fanned over the Sergeant at Arms’s chest. Brick narrowed his eyes a bit, but Jagger could tell it was in that curious way a father would do to an approaching boy—even ones as young as their children were. Jagger couldn’t hear what his boy was saying, but Alexis’s face lit up, and her eyes, which were as dark as her father’s, widened. She reached out for the truck Nico handed out to her. They said a few things to each other, and Brick looked over at Jagger and narrowed his eyes further. His nostrils flared, and he shook his head as if annoyed. Nico walked away, but Jagger called him over. He picked up his son and set him on his lap.

What was that about, buddy? He brushed his son’s dark hair off of his forehead.

Nico looked over his shoulder and pointed at Alexis, who was watching them with a big smile on her face as she cradled the truck. When Nico looked back at Jagger he smiled wide. I’m gonna marry her, Daddy.

Well shit, his kid really was a chip off the old block. Jagger could see why Brick had glared at him, because hell, if a boy—child or not—had just declared that he was going to marry his daughter, he’d be taken aback, too.

That so, son?

Nico nodded. Yup. When I’m big I am going to marry Alexis.

Chapter One

Alexis and Nico, sixteen years old

Alexis sat on the old, scarred deck that was on the outskirts of Steel Corner. Her family had gathered for a cookout just on the other side of the lake, but it wasn’t just her mom, dad, and brother, but her extended family, too—The Grizzly MC. She had snuck away after everyone had finished eating and were sitting around talking. She loved her family and loved the MC, but sometimes it was nice just to get away from it all. The MC life was pretty hardcore, but it had been all she had known while growing up. Cookouts at the clubhouse, even a lockdown when there had been some issues with a bombing concerning one of the other MCs in the next town over years ago where what she had lived … all she knew. At only sixteen she knew all about the vulgar, dangerous, and illegal atmosphere exuded by her father, Brick, and all of the other Grizzlies, which were like her family. Of course her dad always tried to keep her out of the reality of the life they lived. All The Grizzly MC members did, but it still seeped through. She wasn’t this powder puff little girl that was blind to how her father and the club made money, or that their paths had been vile and volatile—probably still were in fact. She might not be an adult in the legal sense, but she also wasn’t a child anymore either. But her dad and all of the other bikers treated her, their children, and old ladies like gold, and didn’t thrust them into that violent part of their lives. They provided for them, made sure they were happy, and sheltered them from their lifestyle and all that it entailed. They were also protective to the border of being crazy with the need to keep them safe.

She dangled her feet off the deck and stared off at the lake. It was pretty quiet for the most part, but not a lot of people liked to hang out in the same place when there was a Grizzly gathering. How sad that even after all of these years, and well before Alexis was even in the picture, or so she had heard, the majority of the residents in Steel Corner were still so … fucked up? They would never realize all the shit the club did to protect them and make sure their pathetic little lives didn’t end up six feet under by people that wanted to control this town and them, too. If not for her father and the members that she considered her family, this town would be filled with prostitutes on every corner, drugs being sold to children, and violence erupting all around then. The Grizzlies might carry around their own thundercloud at times, but in the end they did more good than harm.

The cool water lapped at her toes, and she closed her eyes and just listened to the water moving along the shore. Sometimes she imagined herself in another world, one where she wasn’t the daughter of the Sergeant at Arms of a feared biker club, and where her dad wouldn’t snap a guy’s head off if he even looked at her the wrong way. She supposed that was why she was still a virgin, and had never even been kissed. But even though that part sucked big time, she couldn’t lie and say she didn’t love her life. She may only be sixteen, but she was far behind the other girls she went to school with when it came to sexually experience. Her mom was the gentle loving kind that still checked on Alexis and her brother even though they weren’t babies anymore. And her dad was big and strong and could have a grown man cower before him with a look alone. He might be scarred, but she loved that mark on him. She had traced it many times over while growing up, and when she had looked at his face she hadn’t been afraid, but had only felt the love he had for her. That scar was something that she always knew made him real, and that just because someone on the outside might not be perfect to others, they were still whole and living the way they wanted. Her father was invincible in her eyes, and her role model. That was why she didn’t butt heads with him when he harped about the dangers of boys and all they want from a pretty girl. Even now she laughed because she could hear his