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Authors: Michelle Betham
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his breath, turning to walk back towards the clubhouse.
‘Everything all right there?’
Luca looked up as Kip fell into step beside him. ‘Everything’s fine.’
‘Any idea where he’s off to?’ Kip asked, jerking his head in the direction of a departing Ben.
‘He wasn’t really in the mood for conversation. Why you so interested anyway?’
‘Just wondered if Coby’s plan had kicked into action yet, that’s all. Thought he might be heading off to see his father.’
Luca stopped walking, looking over at the clubhouse. Mia and Lexi were sitting outside, deep in conversation. ‘Do they know anything yet? About what’s going on?’
Kip shrugged. ‘No idea. Not sure what Coby’s told them. He probably thinks it’s best to keep them in the dark for as long as we can, given that we’re dealing with Shane, and that Ben’s the one trying to help flush him out.’
Luca eyed Kip with a wary expression. ‘You still don’t trust him much, do you? Ben, I mean.’
‘Something just doesn’t feel right, Luc. And after everything Mia’s been through…’
‘You sure this isn’t all because you’ve still got feelings for her? I know she’s your sister and all, but you’re still getting used to that bombshell, aren’t you?’
‘It’s not that.’ Kip watched as Lexi said something to Mia, which caused both of them to laugh out loud.
‘You sure?’
‘I’m not in love with my fucking sister, Luc.’ But only because the law told him he couldn’t be; because he had no other choice.
Luca followed Kip’s gaze. ‘You’re not gonna do anything stupid, are you?’
‘Like what?’ He was finding it hard to keep the agitation out of his voice now.
‘I dunno.’ Luca shrugged. ‘But if I were you, I’d be throwing all my attention in Cat’s direction instead of worrying about Mia. She can look after herself. She doesn’t need a babysitter. You coming inside?’
‘Yeah. In a minute.’
Luca’s expression carried more than a hint of warning, but he offered up no comment before disappearing inside the clubhouse.
Kip leaned back against the wall, his head down, the sound of Mia’s laughter still ringing out around the yard. She’d be better off without a man like Ben Salter – a man who, right now, was probably in more danger than he realized.
A smile spread slowly across Kip’s face.
He didn’t feel one ounce of guilt about that.
Nine
Ben pulled up outside the house he hadn’t been anywhere near in over five years. And he felt nothing – no regret, no guilt; no fear. He’d done a good job closing down every emotion it would be dangerous to feel right now.
Climbing off his bike he leaned back against it, folding his arms, taking another look at the house. It still looked the same, but his father never had been the house proud type. After his mother had left, Hector had spent most of his time at the Dark Angels’ clubhouse leaving Ben and his brother and sister in the care of various “aunts”. It hadn’t been the most conventional of upbringings, so it was only natural they’d all gravitated towards the club and that sometimes twisted sense of family it could give you – another reason why his mother had never returned; never come back to “save” her kids from that life she’d hated so much. And that was something that had never really left Ben; something that had always stayed with him. Something that had fuelled the hate? Stoked the anger he’d directed at the world back then?
Running both hands over his head he took a deep breath before making his way up the path to the front door. Another deep breath. He needed one more second, just a second to get his head exactly where he needed it to be. Then one sharp rap on the dirty white door.
He heard footsteps from inside, the sound of several dogs barking coming from the back yard. But all he felt was an overwhelming strength. So when the door flew open, and his father stood there in front of him, all jet-black
‘Everything all right there?’
Luca looked up as Kip fell into step beside him. ‘Everything’s fine.’
‘Any idea where he’s off to?’ Kip asked, jerking his head in the direction of a departing Ben.
‘He wasn’t really in the mood for conversation. Why you so interested anyway?’
‘Just wondered if Coby’s plan had kicked into action yet, that’s all. Thought he might be heading off to see his father.’
Luca stopped walking, looking over at the clubhouse. Mia and Lexi were sitting outside, deep in conversation. ‘Do they know anything yet? About what’s going on?’
Kip shrugged. ‘No idea. Not sure what Coby’s told them. He probably thinks it’s best to keep them in the dark for as long as we can, given that we’re dealing with Shane, and that Ben’s the one trying to help flush him out.’
Luca eyed Kip with a wary expression. ‘You still don’t trust him much, do you? Ben, I mean.’
‘Something just doesn’t feel right, Luc. And after everything Mia’s been through…’
‘You sure this isn’t all because you’ve still got feelings for her? I know she’s your sister and all, but you’re still getting used to that bombshell, aren’t you?’
‘It’s not that.’ Kip watched as Lexi said something to Mia, which caused both of them to laugh out loud.
‘You sure?’
‘I’m not in love with my fucking sister, Luc.’ But only because the law told him he couldn’t be; because he had no other choice.
Luca followed Kip’s gaze. ‘You’re not gonna do anything stupid, are you?’
‘Like what?’ He was finding it hard to keep the agitation out of his voice now.
‘I dunno.’ Luca shrugged. ‘But if I were you, I’d be throwing all my attention in Cat’s direction instead of worrying about Mia. She can look after herself. She doesn’t need a babysitter. You coming inside?’
‘Yeah. In a minute.’
Luca’s expression carried more than a hint of warning, but he offered up no comment before disappearing inside the clubhouse.
Kip leaned back against the wall, his head down, the sound of Mia’s laughter still ringing out around the yard. She’d be better off without a man like Ben Salter – a man who, right now, was probably in more danger than he realized.
A smile spread slowly across Kip’s face.
He didn’t feel one ounce of guilt about that.
Nine
Ben pulled up outside the house he hadn’t been anywhere near in over five years. And he felt nothing – no regret, no guilt; no fear. He’d done a good job closing down every emotion it would be dangerous to feel right now.
Climbing off his bike he leaned back against it, folding his arms, taking another look at the house. It still looked the same, but his father never had been the house proud type. After his mother had left, Hector had spent most of his time at the Dark Angels’ clubhouse leaving Ben and his brother and sister in the care of various “aunts”. It hadn’t been the most conventional of upbringings, so it was only natural they’d all gravitated towards the club and that sometimes twisted sense of family it could give you – another reason why his mother had never returned; never come back to “save” her kids from that life she’d hated so much. And that was something that had never really left Ben; something that had always stayed with him. Something that had fuelled the hate? Stoked the anger he’d directed at the world back then?
Running both hands over his head he took a deep breath before making his way up the path to the front door. Another deep breath. He needed one more second, just a second to get his head exactly where he needed it to be. Then one sharp rap on the dirty white door.
He heard footsteps from inside, the sound of several dogs barking coming from the back yard. But all he felt was an overwhelming strength. So when the door flew open, and his father stood there in front of him, all jet-black
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