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“To make me prove to him that I’m worthy of our family. You have to be worthy of wearing the name, DePalma.”

My heart stopped.

No. Not Rose.

She wasn’t one of them. She couldn’t be.

Rose was my friend. She’d helped me. She had supported me.

She sniffled. “If I don’t, they’ll throw me out and I don’t have anywhere else to go. I don’t have anyone else.”

“You have me,” I told her, holding my hand to my chest and fighting to keep the vomit at bay. “You have me. You have the club. We can protect you, we can give you family. Please, Rose. Don’t do this.”

A furious look came across her face. “No,” she snapped. “The club is evil! The club killed my granddad. They killed my family.”

“They what?” I asked confused, ready to defend them, but suddenly I heard the squeal of car tires.

“Chelsea!” Kev called, I heard heavy boots against the pavement.

“Stop!Or I’ll shoot her!” Rose yelled as she climbed to her feet, pointing the gun directly at me but staring over my head. A dark car pulled up at the curb and the back door flew open. “Move Chelsea!”

I slowly climbed to my feet, checking over my shoulder to see Kev standing a few feet away, his rifle raised and ready to shoot. I had no doubt that Neil was already running back to the clubhouse to get help. I could see two men in the front seat of the car, guns raised and pointing at Kev through the windscreen.

I had to go, or this was going to turn into a bloodbath.

Rose followed me with her gun as I slipped in the backseat of the car. She threw herself in after me and I was pushed back in the seat as we took off from the curb.

The clubhouse flew by and I shuddered.

I’d finally found my place and it was about to be ripped away from me all over again.

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