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That said, he rudely hangs up, and I shake my head before pressing the side button on my phone.

I put my visor down, muttering, “Threatening my sister on me is just mean…”

I’m not ready to stop riding, and I groan because I know I can’t dismiss an order like that…

“Fuck’s sake,” I grunt as I start my bike and rev it before checking my mirrors, and as soon as I see an opening, I pull out onto the freeway and speed up, following the signs for Dallas.

Fucking Doc!

***

A prospect I haven’t seen before opens the Untamed’s gates without hesitation upon seeing me ride up. I give the skinny fucker a salute as I pull up next to Axel’s bike in front of the large metal building just as Axel steps outside, a grin spreading across his face. His wife, Annalise, practically jumps on the spot with excitement seeing me, and I chuckle as I switch off the engine and remove my gloves, tucking them in my side saddle before I remove my helmet.

“Brother, you are a sight for fucking sore eyes,” Axel says, and I grin as I climb off my bike just as another guy walks out of the clubhouse. A fucking mohawk in place, his face full of piercing but it isn’t his look that has me raising a brow, nah, it’s the negative fucking aura he has going on and what pisses me off is Sophie, Inks old lady is following him with grin.

Well, safe to say I know who their traitor is, and it is also safe to say Sophie is on thin fucking ice.

She allowed a clubwhore to get between her and her friend Leah a few years ago, basically disregarded her. By the looks of things, she’s yet to learn her lesson.

“Sophie!” Axel snaps, but she just waves a hand at the man and reminds him, “You sponsored him, he isn’t a danger as Jackson claimed. He’s just jealous when he has no reason to be.”

“And if Ink was all over another woman?” Annalise asks, and Sophie glares her way, giving me the perfect opportunity.

I stroll over to them, and while Mohawk stares daggers at his first lady, clearly not giving a shit about his prospect status, I bump into him forcefully, causing him to tumble forward., He grunts before he looks my way instantly and growls, “Fucking watch it!”

I raise a brow and say, “Do all prospects here speak to visiting brothers of affiliating clubs with disrespect, or is it just this jackass?” causing the man to tense.

“Thunder,” Sophie says with happiness and I give the woman a tight smile and say, “You may want to be more cautious with who you hang around, sweetheart,” and she frowns but I ignore her look and go to Axel who is grinning wide as he shakes my hand, his other taking the phone I’ve just nabbed. A phone I’m guessing has certain lock procedures so Flame couldn’t hack it without plugging in.

“What is it with Sophie not listening to her old man?” I ask quietly, “Even I can feel his bad fucking aura.”

Annie sighs, “I don’t know, I think she just wants to prove a point after everything that happened with Leah, and now Axel can’t kick Jimmy out until he shows Sophie proof that he isn’t innocent.”

“Why not just kill the fucker?” I ask with confusion because seriously, stab him in the neck then claim he ran.

Simple right?

Axel grunts, “She threatened the cops and her marriage,” and my mouth parts.

Okay, not so fucking simple!

Axel nods and confirms, “Ink has been staying at the clubhouse with their kids, refusing to speak to her because obviously threatening cops with an MC is enough to have her old lady cut revoked, so he’s pissed.”

“Is she having an affair?” I ask quietly, aware the two are behind us, and Axel instantly shakes his head in denial.

“Nah, she just has this mentality to help people she believes need help after what she did with Leah,” he grunts, and I nod as Annie links her arm through mine and pulls me towards the door.

“Lilah will be elated that you are here,” she says and I grin thinking of Meghan and Slicer’s little terror, but my grin falls when she mentions, “I also heard you need our Doc to look at you so he’s going to do that while Axel goes to Flame and if you don’t, Star may paint your bike,” and I groan while Axel laughs his ass off.

Fucker…

Chapter 2

Scottie

I yawn as I place the tins on the shelf, pulling the older stock forward and the new stock to the back, trying to keep my dry, tired eyes open, but I’m struggling.

It’s six in the morning, and I’ve been working at Prince's convenience store since nine last night. I had a twenty-six-hour shift at the hospital that ended at eight yesterday morning, after I was asked to stay on for two more hours.