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“What?”
    Allis nodded. “One night, North, Givon and I were sleeping, and all of a sudden, it was raining bullets.”
    “Oh, my God. What did you do?”
    “Stayed down. As soon as it stopped, North and Givon went to check things out. I thought for sure someone was going to kill them at any second. The guilt and fear were overwhelming, especially when we went to the clubhouse and the rest of the Wolves got into it.”
    “They didn’t want to be a part of it?”
    “On the contrary, they jumped in without hesitation. The Tribe came, and it became a standoff.”
    “What happened?”
    Allis sighed. “I decided I couldn’t put anyone else in danger, so I turned myself in to the Tribe’s leader. I ended it…with Nimrod’s help. That’s why he would be the first who would tell you not to feel guilty. This is what the Wolves do, Dove. They protect their own.”
    Dove bit her lip. “I’m not one of them.”
    “Oh, by the way Draven looks at you, I think you are.”
    Draven and North rushed in. As soon as Draven’s gaze landed on Dove, he made a beeline for her. He dropped to his knees in front of her and cupped her face.
    “Are you okay?”
    She nodded and swallowed the lump in her throat. “But Nimrod… I’m worried about him.”
    “Yeah, me too.”
    North hugged Allis. “I’ll make sure he has the best care. He’s a Wolf, and we take care of the pack.”
    “That’s exactly what I told Dove,” she murmured.
    “It’s time for us go, Dove,” Draven told her. “Cade’s in the truck.”
    “Did you catch the shooter?” Allis asked.
    Both men shook their heads.
     
    Draven heard the shot and ran forward. His one thought was protecting Dove. He saw Nimrod slump over her and North jump in front of her as he pulled Allis behind him. Branch bear-hugged Nimrod as Cade hurried back inside the protective hospital walls. When they were safe, he pulled his gun out and took off in the direction he thought the shot had come from, which was a group of trees lying northwest of their location. As he ran, he knew that Branch and North were behind him.
    He burst into the dense grove of trees, searching rapidly around the foliage. The roar of a motorcycle pierced the air, and he immediately turned in that direction. He stumbled out of the treeline just in time to see a bike and rider in the distance but couldn’t make out who it was. The man either wasn’t wearing a cut or had concealed it.
    Branch came to halt beside him, and a second later, North joined them. They were all panting from the unexpected run.
    “Who the fuck was that?” North demanded.
    “Had to be a Demon Devil,” Branch said darkly. “No one else rides Harleys around here except the clubs, and I know a Wolf wouldn’t shoot at us.”
    “Agreed,” Draven said.
    “But why? Random drive-by shootings aren’t their thing, at least they haven’t been their thing for ten years or so.”
    “They were aiming for Dove,” Draven said harshly.
    “Why?” Branch asked, perplexed.
    “She was abducted for a human trafficking ring being run through Destiny,” Draven replied.
    “The hell you say! North, is this true?”
    North nodded. “We just found out. Clearly, this needs to be addressed at the next church meeting. Branch, Skids stayed in Vegas. You want to sit in his place for now?”
    “Sure,” Branch said. “The sooner this is addressed, the better. Can I ask what the Demon Devils have to do with this?”
    North ran a hand through his hair and put his gun back in its holster. Branch and Draven did the same.
    “There was a connection between Michael Hiller and Gray Dog,” North said.
    “Why haven’t any of us known about this?”
    “Until Dove showed up, it was a need-to-know basis.”
    “Enough of this shit!” Draven interrupted, shouting. “Those fuckers need to pay!”
    “And they will!” North shouted back. “But think, Draven! If we go starting another war, we’ll lose. We need proof of who’s behind this.”
    Draven hated