His Jealousy

Axel was not a jealous man. No he simply did not care enough about any woman he had been with to be jealous in the first place. The first time the club saw him jealous it took them a few scant minutes to come to the conclusion.

It was a month aftet Princess had been home and some dusted up beat up Chevy parked in the clubs lot and a very lumberjack looking man emerged and asking for Princess by name. That did not bode well with Prince and he very much demanded to know who the man was but got no where when the woman herself squealed with joy.

"Nickie! What are you doing here??" She exclaimed hugging the man much to his irritation.

"I can't come visit my bestie?" He asked gruffly hugging her back.

As it turned out he came out to visit her because he had to leave town for a few days while the heat died down. He had robbed an oposing drug lord in his town and needed to lay low while the piggies went about their inveatogation.

Everyone welcomed the man. Everyone but Erick Axel Jones. He had never once doubted his relationship (No matter how unorthodox it was) with Princess. That was until he saw her hanging out with some man he never meet and who said her given name without preamble.

Nicky laughed and played cards with everyone but every time Axel saw him he would walk away and ignore him. If Princess noticed the tension then she ignored it. It took the club a whole day of watching them that they noticed the situation.

And as only an MC could with the fact that their seemingly heartless and uncaring Prince was jealous. They made bets on when he would explode on the man and how long it would take Princess to explode on him. The betting pool was neferious for being used for such things.

The visitor was gone within a week but the tension between Axel and Maybell was high and the betting pool was even higher. They had stopped using each others nicknames and had reverted to calling each other by their middle names.

Even the other kids had silently agreed to not interfere and just remained observers. They all noticed Axels attitude was getting worse and Maybell patience was running thin. It was only a matter of time before they unleashed their anger on one another.

It was two weeks after Nicky left and another MC was visiting. Maybell was downing shots like water and on the other side of the club on the second floor Axel was glaring at her. Now the rest of the club had taken to up the stakes of the bet and were all slowly edging each of the two people to their eventual explosions.

So when a new MC came knocking for a meeting and to make an aliance they all took the opportunity to push just a little more. So Maybell was drinking and the new MC were talking at the bar. They had brought a Prospect with them.

Said Prospect saw Maybell and had assumed she was available. Now no one ever said Prospects were smart. So he attempted to flirt with her but she was not having it. He was not the one she wanted standing there and flirting at her. No the one she wanted was being a fucking cock waffle amd ignoring her.

"Look Prospect I am really not in the mood to deal with children and just so you know I happen to have a husband. So you're advances although charming are not wanted. " she ended up saying but the Prospect was persistent and the club was long over due for a good show.

"I see no ring on your finger and you have no patch stating otherwise. " he said simply and she again declined him.

Funnily enough this was the beginning as Axel was watching from above and his jealousy had turned to anger the longer he watched. So by the amusement of the entire club he stormed down the stairs and grabbed the Prospect by his throat.

"She needs no ring or patch to show she's mine." He growled at the Prospect who was now wide eyed in fear.

That single sentance was enough to remind her she was furious at the man. "Oh so now I'm your wife!?" She snapped not even caring of the Prospect held in his grasp struggling to breath.

Axel looked at her not caring for the man he held and simply ended up dropping him. The Prospect recognizing a lovers spat when he saw one quickly scrambled away and hide. The two glared holes into one another as if they could make the other burn with just a look. And truly if they were looking at anyone but each other with those looks then yes anyone else would be terrified but the two had known one another too long to be scares by a mere look.

"Is everything alright?" The visiting President asked their President in a hushed tone.

He simply chuckled at the man and said "Oh it's just a lovers spat. Although I'm about to find out if I won the betting pool or not. "

"Three weeks! Three weeks and you have ignored me not to mention being completly rude to my friend when they were here!! And now!? Now you want to act like I exist!?" She spat at him with a sneer.

"He. You're friend was a man from some state that you passed through on your travels. And HE called you by name! Your first name at that!" Axel spat right back at her and the glares got harsher.

"Of course he used my name! I couldn't travel the fucking country being called Princess! Do you have any idea how arrogant that would have sounded to the people I meet!?"

The two now stood a hairs breath away from one another and neither were willing to step back.

"So use a fake name! " he shouted at her and understanding dawned on her. She took a step back and stared at the man before her in disbelief and shock.

"You're jealous...." She whispered blinking at him trying to make sense of what this was.

She tried to rationalize what was happening and then thought back to the night he had come for her when she had been drunk and alone at a bar.

"Holy shit!" She gasped at him and he said nothing to deny or admit her words as true. But she put their conversation from that night and the way he had been acting together and she was torn between laughing her ass off and apologizing for not realizing it sooner. The earlier won out and she burst into an hysterical fit of laughter.

"Right. I'm leaving now. " he growled walking off clearly not amused at her anticts. And turned to leave the club. He made it about half way to the door when a foot collided with his back causing him to sway but still stand.

"You are a fucking idiot Erik." She stated simply as he glared at him but he remained silently glaring at her. "For the record Nicky is like really fucking gay and has a husband. " with that she walked off towards the door.

"Rena!" He shouted before she could make it out the door and she twirled on the spot looking at him.

"That's not my name darling. "

Growling he rolled his eyes "Princess wait up. "

"Sure thing Prince." She smirked at him and he heaved himself to her side and slung his arm over her shoulders and kissed the top of her head before steering her out the doors.