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Authors: Tara Oakes
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n’ t know why I’ m so shaken up. It was just some drunk-ass trying t o…, ” my voice trails off.
I feel his body harden. “ Did he hurt you ? ”
I swallow, “ I fell, he trie d…, ” my voice jumps.
“ Who was he ? ” he demands.
I shake my head. “ I do n’ t know. It was dark. I do n’ t think I know him . ”
His head moves over his shoulder. “ Get in here ! ” he calls outside the cabin.
All of the men have their cell phones out, the blue-hued illumination lets me see their faces. Tiny, Jay, and Trojan are watching us, waiting for Clink to speak.
“ Gather everyone. I want them weeded out. Anyone wh o’ s piss drunk and has n’ t been seen in the last hour, I want them grouped together . ”
“ Wait ! ” I call out. “ H e… his ear. I bit it . ”
Clin k’ s breathing becomes deep, angered. “ You bit his ear ? ” He kisses my lips.
“ Find him , ” he commands his guys.
They file out, not questioning the directive.
“ Baby, yo u’ re gonna stay here. Li l’ s and Sunny will be stay with you until I come back. You keep that door locked and you do n’ t leave under any circumstances. Nod if you understand me . ”
I nod. He kisses me softly, lingering before leaving my lips.
Li l’ s and Sunny cautiously walk in, joining us. Clink turns to them.
“ You two take care of her . ”
They move in, flanking either side of me, helping me to my feet and to the bed, where they lay me out and sit near. I feel better, I feel safe. Li l’ s holds my hand, patting it. I wrap my fingers around hers, thankful for it. I’ m not alone anymore.
CHAPTER SEVEN
CLINK
“ This him ? ”
Blue nods.
“ Wh o’ s crew you in, Prospect ? ” I ask. It takes every ounce of control I have in me not to smash his head into a tree.
The bonfire is dying down, but brothers are gathering around, watching the developments. Word has spread. Almost everyone knows wha t’ s happened. Women and children have been sent away. H e’ s drunker than drunk, but the seriousness of his predicament is sobering him up. His teeth chatter as he attempts to speak.
“ W h… Wh i… White Riddddge . ” I think he just pissed his pants. He smells like it.
I laugh. H e’ s in Haw g’ s crew. “ Go get his prez , ” I order to no one in particular.
I control my breathing, using every fucking fiber in my being not to tear his throat out with my bare hands. I see the dried blood on his cheek, his temple, from the top of his ear. Pride surges in me as I look at it. My girl did that to him, fought back. She earned those patches ten times over tonight.
The amber haze from the campfire flickers around us, the occasional popping of firewood is the only noise being made. Each pair of eyes is on the asshole being held up. H e’ s as good as dead right now, but, h e’ s not in my charter. I need a pass from his prez.
“ What the hell is going on? ! ” Hawg barks as the crowd parts for him.
He can tell that I’ m the focus of the men, so he walks over to me.
“ Wha t’ s going o n is your prospect attacked my woman , ” I clue him in.
He shoots his gaze to the shit-head, and his skin turns bright red. I t’ s a direct reflection on him and his leadership if one of his men gets in shit. Even if i t’ s just a prospect. The fact that the shit happens to be with the o l’ lady of another charter member is even worse.
“ You do this, kid ? ” he asks the prospect.
The kid attempts to stand straight. “ N o… sir, I mean, I - “
“ You calli n’ my lady a liar, dumbass ? ” I step closer to him.
He nervously shakes his head. “ No, sir. I just mean t… I thought she wanted it . ”
I look to his prez, before turning fast and clocking the prospect in the jaw. He falls to the ground. Nobody helps him up, even though his prez steps in and keeps me from kicking him.
“ She wanted it so bad she practically bit your
I feel his body harden. “ Did he hurt you ? ”
I swallow, “ I fell, he trie d…, ” my voice jumps.
“ Who was he ? ” he demands.
I shake my head. “ I do n’ t know. It was dark. I do n’ t think I know him . ”
His head moves over his shoulder. “ Get in here ! ” he calls outside the cabin.
All of the men have their cell phones out, the blue-hued illumination lets me see their faces. Tiny, Jay, and Trojan are watching us, waiting for Clink to speak.
“ Gather everyone. I want them weeded out. Anyone wh o’ s piss drunk and has n’ t been seen in the last hour, I want them grouped together . ”
“ Wait ! ” I call out. “ H e… his ear. I bit it . ”
Clin k’ s breathing becomes deep, angered. “ You bit his ear ? ” He kisses my lips.
“ Find him , ” he commands his guys.
They file out, not questioning the directive.
“ Baby, yo u’ re gonna stay here. Li l’ s and Sunny will be stay with you until I come back. You keep that door locked and you do n’ t leave under any circumstances. Nod if you understand me . ”
I nod. He kisses me softly, lingering before leaving my lips.
Li l’ s and Sunny cautiously walk in, joining us. Clink turns to them.
“ You two take care of her . ”
They move in, flanking either side of me, helping me to my feet and to the bed, where they lay me out and sit near. I feel better, I feel safe. Li l’ s holds my hand, patting it. I wrap my fingers around hers, thankful for it. I’ m not alone anymore.
CHAPTER SEVEN
CLINK
“ This him ? ”
Blue nods.
“ Wh o’ s crew you in, Prospect ? ” I ask. It takes every ounce of control I have in me not to smash his head into a tree.
The bonfire is dying down, but brothers are gathering around, watching the developments. Word has spread. Almost everyone knows wha t’ s happened. Women and children have been sent away. H e’ s drunker than drunk, but the seriousness of his predicament is sobering him up. His teeth chatter as he attempts to speak.
“ W h… Wh i… White Riddddge . ” I think he just pissed his pants. He smells like it.
I laugh. H e’ s in Haw g’ s crew. “ Go get his prez , ” I order to no one in particular.
I control my breathing, using every fucking fiber in my being not to tear his throat out with my bare hands. I see the dried blood on his cheek, his temple, from the top of his ear. Pride surges in me as I look at it. My girl did that to him, fought back. She earned those patches ten times over tonight.
The amber haze from the campfire flickers around us, the occasional popping of firewood is the only noise being made. Each pair of eyes is on the asshole being held up. H e’ s as good as dead right now, but, h e’ s not in my charter. I need a pass from his prez.
“ What the hell is going on? ! ” Hawg barks as the crowd parts for him.
He can tell that I’ m the focus of the men, so he walks over to me.
“ Wha t’ s going o n is your prospect attacked my woman , ” I clue him in.
He shoots his gaze to the shit-head, and his skin turns bright red. I t’ s a direct reflection on him and his leadership if one of his men gets in shit. Even if i t’ s just a prospect. The fact that the shit happens to be with the o l’ lady of another charter member is even worse.
“ You do this, kid ? ” he asks the prospect.
The kid attempts to stand straight. “ N o… sir, I mean, I - “
“ You calli n’ my lady a liar, dumbass ? ” I step closer to him.
He nervously shakes his head. “ No, sir. I just mean t… I thought she wanted it . ”
I look to his prez, before turning fast and clocking the prospect in the jaw. He falls to the ground. Nobody helps him up, even though his prez steps in and keeps me from kicking him.
“ She wanted it so bad she practically bit your
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