The Titans Message

The evidence from the storage unit sat on the table like a loaded gun. Viper paced while Rogue spread the ledgers and photos across the wood. The whole club was packed into the main room — some brothers still side-eyeing me, others nodding with new respect. Colossus stood behind my chair, one massive hand on my shoulder, thumb tracing slow circles like he couldn’t stop reminding me I wasn’t alone. “We don’t burn it,” Viper said finally. “We use it. Smart. We send the Reapers a message. Photos of their dirty deals. Names. Enough to make them think twice about coming for Lena again.” Rogue grinned, sharp and dangerous. “Or we leak it to the feds and watch their whole operation implode.” Colossus’s voice was calm but final. “We protect what’s ours first. Lena stays under full protection. No one touches her. If they want war, we give them war — but we choose the battlefield.” I looked around the room. Some brothers still doubted me. I could feel it. But I didn’t shrink. I stood up instead. “My father died — or disappeared — trying to protect me from this. I’m not letting it control me anymore.” My voice was steady. “We send the message. We show them we have the evidence. And we tell them if they come for me or this club again, we burn everything.” The room went quiet. Viper nodded once. “Done. We send photos tonight. No names yet. Just enough to make them sweat. Lena stays. Full protection. Anyone who has a problem with that can take it up with Colossus.” No one argued. After the meeting, Colossus didn’t take me to his room right away. He took me outside, behind the garage, where the desert wind was cool and the stars were starting to show. He pulled me into his arms, massive frame blocking everything else. “You were incredible in there,” he said, voice low. His hands framed my face, thumbs brushing my cheeks. “You didn’t flinch. You claimed your place.” I rose on my toes and kissed him — slow, deep, full of everything I felt. “Because I have you. And I’m done being scared of my own blood.” He groaned against my mouth, hands sliding down to grip my hips. “Dangerous woman. You keep talking like that and I’m going to take you right here against the wall.” Heat curled low in my belly. “Then do it.” He didn’t need more invitation. His mouth crashed into mine again — hungry, possessive. He lifted me like I weighed nothing, pressing me against the cool metal of the garage wall. My legs wrapped around his waist as his hands roamed, rough and reverent at the same time. He stripped my shirt off, mouth closing over my breast while one massive hand worked between my legs until I was shaking and gasping his name. “Kane,” I moaned when he finally pushed inside me. The stretch, the fullness, the way he filled every inch while holding me up like I was precious — it was overwhelming in the best way. “Mine,” he growled against my neck, hips rolling deep and steady. “My old lady. My everything. Say it.” “Yours,” I gasped, nails digging into his shoulders. “I’m yours.” He moved faster, deeper, one hand gripping my hip while the other cradled the back of my head. The size difference hit hard — his body overwhelming mine, his strength controlled, his voice rough with need. “That’s right. My girl. Taking me so f*****g well.” We came together, clinging to each other, breathing like we’d run for miles. After, he held me for a long time, forehead pressed to mine, voice soft. “I love you,” he murmured. “Blood, past, all of it. You’re it for me.” I smiled, still trembling. “I love you too. And I’m not going anywhere.” Later, wrapped in his arms in his bed, I traced the scar on his collarbone while he traced lazy patterns on my bare back. “The message goes out tomorrow,” he said quietly. “The Reapers will know we have the evidence. They’ll come harder. But we’ll be ready.” I nodded against his chest. “Together.” He kissed the top of my head. “Always.” Outside, the compound was quiet. But I knew the war was coming. We had the evidence now. We had each other. And for the first time, I wasn’t running from my past. I was standing in it. With the titan who loved me enough to burn the world down if it tried to take me. And I was ready.