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“Smartass.”

“Like I said, Della. I am okay. Adjusting. My feelings for Calder have been there for years, but he likes to spread his seed around,” I say in the politest way I can to his mother.

“So you watched him whore himself out,” Joss throws out.

I look to her, seeing her grinning at me. All the women are smiling and nodding.

“Kady, I know my son is a whore…” She pauses. “Well, was,” she finishes after a beat. “I am so proud of him stepping up and taking care of Kane. He is doing great, and I think that with you by his side, he will do even better.”

Her smile is warming, and it makes my heart happy knowing that she has faith and trust in me.

The guys come back out of church, making a beeline for their women. The men look pissed, if their frowns, narrow lips and bunched up shoulders are any indication.

“Baby, we have a hunt. It is a time sensitive one, so we have to go now. Will you watch Kane for me? My mom can show you where all of his things are.”

“Of course,” I reply without hesitation.

I know that the Rugged Hunters do so much for people when the police can’t help.

“You are a fucking star, baby. Stay here at the club, in my room? It will be an overnight hunt.”

Nodding, I affirm, “We will.”

He kisses me and I swear my bones melt in front of everyone. I moan into his mouth, my body not caring who can see or hear me. Calder takes away all of my inhibition when he kisses me like this.

Breaking the kiss, he presses his lips to his son’s head before standing to full height, and then I notice that everyone is looking at us.

“That, men, is how you kiss your women. I made her moan and melt for me.” He huffs a breath on his nails, before fake polishing them on his chest, bragging.

My face heats up, pushing him away, while the guys gripe and call him names as they leave.

“Go.” He bounces his eyebrows at me once, smirking.

He follows the other men out of the room, but I call him before he steps outside.

“Calder.”

“Yeah.” He looks over his shoulder at me.

“Be careful. We need you.”

“You got it, baby. I will always come back to you.” With a wink, he is gone.

My heart hammers in my chest, fear filling me for the first time.

I have been here when they have gone hunting before, but this time it feels different.

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

CALDER

We are standing on the edge of a property that belongs to the Iron Wolves MC. They are a bunch of cunts who like to beat women, sell drugs to kids, and hand guns over to anyone who will pay for them.

On the eight and a bit hour drive here to Panama City, Maverick filled us in on what we were walking into. We are to show no mercy to these fuckers. Sarge got a call from an old Army buddy who he fought with back in the day. His granddaughter had run off with a group of bikers who had shot up a local bar, right before riding off.

His granddaughter is barely passed eighteen and thinks she can handle anything in life, which is fucking typical of a teen these days. They all think they know what is best for themselves but end up fucking up, then want mommy and daddy to clean up their mess.

I was far from an angel when I was a kid, but fuck me, I cleaned up my own messes; my father would kick my ass if I didn’t. We had two rules in the house and club.

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