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Since things with the sheriff, I was naturally suspicious of anyone honestly.

Kent seemed in control, just waiting for me to respond. But it was the twitch in his eye which told me my gut feeling about him was right. I needed to get the hell out of there.

I made a left, my car was parked just around the corner in the visitor’s parking lot. When I heard his heavy footsteps pounding the concrete behind me, I moved faster. He wasn’t going to hurt me. If he came at me, I was going to fight back. There was no way in hell I was going to let another power tripping asshole like him think they could use me. I was stronger than they knew.

Just before I could round the corner, his hand grabbed my elbow. “Meyah, look, I’m sorr—”

I didn’t second guess myself, I clenched my fist and took a deep breath. Hearing Romeo’s voice in my head from the boxing lesson he’d given me.“You need to move your body with the power shot. Twist your hips. Ankle lifting up. You need as much force coming through as possible.”

I turned, bringing my fist with me, trying to keep my feet planted and focused on bringing the force through my body. My back foot lifted, the power in my entire body moving up through my fist and connecting with his mouth.

It hurt.

But not as bad as when I’d hit Nick.

Kent stumbled back, but at least managed to stay on his feet. He groaned in pain, pressing his fingers to his mouth, his body growing bigger as it filled with rage. “You little bitc—”

“Leave the girl alone,Kent,” a deep voice warned, and my heart leaped up into my throat, almost choking me when I gasped in surprise. Optimus stepped out from behind the corner. His arms folded across his chest. He didn’t look worried. Actually, he seemed almost bored. Like it wasn’t strange for him to be just hanging about outside a jail.

It wasn’t very often Optimus was anything less than composed.

He had to be.

It was his job to keep everyone in the club levelheaded and safe.

Kent stopped, too, the look on his face instantly dropping into a dark frown. The mask was gone, finally. I knew there was something hiding beneath. He assumed I wouldn’t see it. That I was just some young girl he could manipulate by acting like he gave a shit after I fought with my boyfriend.

But he didn’t give a rat’s fucking ass.

Using the back of his hand, he wiped away the blood from his mouth and wiggled his jaw.

“Optimus,” Kent greeted as if he’d just sucked on a lemon, his body language tightening up and fire sparking in his eyes. “You know I could have princess here arrested for assault right now, don’t you?”

His eyes drifted over to me, and I stood a little straighter. “I wish you would,” I sneered. “I’ll be sure to give the police department a heads-up about how you treat your prisoners.”

Dark laughter dripped from his lips, and the smile that formed on his face made me shudder. “Your man in there, he cheated didn’t he.” I sucked in breath after breath, trying to keep each one slow and steady and not let him get to me. The moment he saw he’d rattled me, he won. “Let me guess, he cheated, you wanted to give him a second chance, but he realized he could dobetter.”

As his words hit me, one after another, like a shot straight to the chest, I told myself they weren’t true. I tried to force my head to rule this time, not to let my heart take over because if I did, it would hurt.

So fucking bad.

And I couldn’t let him hurt me.

I couldn’t let him go back in that place, go back to Ham and use my pain against him.

I knew he loved me.

At least, that’s what everyone kept telling me.

Like what he’d done was no big deal.

“Go to hell,” I sneered, not moving or backing down as Optimus took that as his cue and stepped in front of me.

“You’re lucky, Kent,” he started, his voice even but serious. A tone no one would dare argue with—if they were smart, that was. And I had my questions about ole Kent’s intelligence if he chose to mess with Ham and think he was getting away with it. “Don’t think I don’t know what’s going on in there. How you’re treating one of my men. How you’re desperate to break him. I just haven’t quite figured out why yet.”

Kent dabbed at his lip again with the back of his hand. “Don’t know what you’re fucking talking about.” He chuckled as he took a step backward.

Optimus was on him, though, closing the space between them again. “Let me make this perfectly clear,” he growled. “I knoweverythingthere is to know about you. Every. Fucking. Thing. Don’t underestimate me and think I won’t use that information.”

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