Anarchist Season 2 Book 3 Read online Jordan Silver

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Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15007 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 75(@200wpm)___ 60(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
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“He’s done Law, put him in his crib.” She’d brought the crib into our room so he could be near us for the first three months because she’d read that shit somewhere, or Kat had told her that was the way to go. With nine kids under her belt I’m not about to question her expertise.

I took my son and carried him to his resting place after she remembered to burp him, making sure to cover him up per his mother’s orders. “Turn the air down Law will you please.”

It was a hundred and ten in the shade outside but in here the air conditioner had been set to permafrost. My damn teeth were chattering but she was still flushed. I did as I was told after putting our son to bed and went back to her.

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Law

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I held her in my arms, whispering dumb shit I’m sure all new parents do. Dana Sue had the poor kid’s whole life mapped out already and I promised myself to keep an eye on that shit before she makes my son soft.

“Are you really feeling okay?” She nodded her head against my chest and sighed. “It was totally worth it, he was worth it. I have so many plans Law, but I wish…”

“You wish what baby?” I knew what she was going to say before she said it.

“I wish my mom were here. I want her to see him.” “She will, don’t worry about that right now.” Like hell! We can save that fight for later.

“Okay, I feel tired.” Two seconds later she began to wilt and was asleep in less than a minute. I checked on my boy and the kid was out for the count so I left them and headed outside to join the others who were still going strong.

Lyon had a look that I knew meant he was here for more than childbirth, but knowing him he wouldn’t want to rain on my moment so I’ll have to drag it out of him.

“Is that it for a while now? Damn!”

“What’s got you in a snit Colt?”

“You fucks, and your women not to mention mine. I’ve been all over the damn place in the last few months and I have babies at home.”

“Aww you missing your girls Lyon?” What a sap. He talks a lotta shit but the man’s a family man down to his damn toes.

“The trips are only six and a half months old, we left them with my parents and Kat’s but fucking Mengele was acting squirrelly when we left. She’s pissed that we didn’t bring her along, who knows what the fuck she’s doing in my place as we speak.”

“Just bring her out in a coupla weeks.” He snorted and tipped his chair back on its back legs. “You don’t want that bro trust me, give your boy a head start, let him reach at least five before you do that shit.”

“What do you mean?”

“My kid…never mind, she might be fine with yours since they don’t live with her mother and I.”

“A little jealous is she?”

“Jealous my ass, jealousy I can deal with, but she’d have your kid up on a table doing some kinda fucked up experiment before you can blink.”

The whole room laughed because we were all familiar by now with little Catalina and her experiments. It seems we never see or hear from Colt these days without hearing about some infraction of hers and the kid seems to get smarter with each telling.

“You did good Law, the fucking SEALs were worst than you. I’m still recovering from that debacle.” He snorted and shook his head.

“I know, I was there remember.” I grinned around the bottle of cold brew somebody had stuck in my hand.

He wasn’t lying. Logan and Con had been the worst, or was it Cord? No definitely Tyler. Con and Lo had remained stoic though the veins in their necks had been about to pop before they did what I did and bomb rushed the room… “Hey, have you noticed a trend in these women when it comes to giving birth?”

“What trend Law, you cracking up, don’t they all do it the same way?” Before I could answer him I heard Creed’s voice coming from outside. “You do that shit again swear to fuck…”

“Justice Creed, I’ve asked you a thousand times to stop swearing at me. If you can’t behave go home.” Oh shit!

“Lost your damn mind haven’t you? Hormones I take it. You can plant your ass back in the truck and we can go back the way we came.”

“Creed!” Her voice had gone down ten octaves and was now sugary sweet. That was followed by kissing sounds and giggles. “Get inside out the heat baby.” Damn, he’s gone too.

They walked through the door and I was surprised he’d let her out the house. She looked like she was ready to pop any second. She said her hellos and waddled her ass over to the coven, which were still going strong.


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