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He’d shot a gun recently.

I didn’t have to give it much thought to know who he’d shot.

And knowing what I knew about his gun skills, I very much doubted the bald guy with the red and black ink was still living and breathing.

I expected to feel horrified by that thought.

Yet all I felt was a sort of deep comfort.

Alaric’s lips pressed a kiss to my neck as he snuggled in closer.

“Fucking love you, baby,” he whispered, clearly thinking I was asleep.

So I didn’t say it back.

Not yet.

But, God, I loved him right back.

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Alaric

It all came together relatively quickly.

Once word got back to the club about the attack, about what Kylo had told me about the guys and their possible connections, Seeley was already out on the streets, hitting up contacts, running down leads.

Before we’d even left the hospital, he had names and addresses for me.

I knew there’d been three of them who’d gone after Kylo, who’d wrecked Siana’s place.

They all needed to pay.

But my big concern was about getting the bald guy, the one who dared to hurt Siana, who’d been willing to do infinitely worse than he’d already done to her.

He was going to suffer for the fear and pain he’d inflicted on her.

We’d gotten home, and I’d settled Siana in bed, curling into her for a moment, just saying a silent prayer of gratitude that she was okay, that she wasn’t hurt too badly, that she would be able to bounce back from this.

Then I’d slid out of bed, grabbed my phone, and started to make my calls.

To my sister, who would bring some of the others over, to sit with Siana for me.

Then to Huck, knowing I had to get permission to do what I was about to do.

“Just don’t fuck with the Greeks,” was all Huck said. “I don’t want smoke with them right now. But otherwise, do what you gotta do.”

Once the girls and Eddie showed up to do the caretaking, I brought Frida on a walk, wanting to try to calm her frazzled nerves, then made my way to the clubhouse.

“What are you doing?” I asked when I came back outside and found Coast standing near his bike that was conveniently parked next to mine.

“Coming to have some fun,” he said, flicking his cigarette, then stomping it out. “Gotta have back up,” he added, shrugging.

He wasn’t wrong.

Even if, technically, it wasn’t his place to tag along on jobs until he was patched.

Then again, this wasn’t actually club business, was it? This was personal.

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