Page 33 of The Club Betrayal


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“Cas, we don’t have the supplies to last through a standoff for long.”

She’s worried, but still fighting. It’s what I love most about her—she’s all club.

“We won’t go without, I promise you that.”

I spent my life before Alannah fearing commitment, fearing sharing my power, thinking it was a weakness. If it weren’t for her, I would still be living my life with those fears. They’d be festering away, eating me alive, and I would be missing out on something I now can’t live without.

“No matter how this ends, you know I love you. It’s always been you, and always will be.”

“Why does it sound like you’re saying goodbye?”

Deep down, we both know our worlds could shatter at any moment. I’ve spent around forty years in this club, and we’ve been lucky. We don’t have police showing up every five minutes, and we’ve not had the feds taking an interest in us. We know how shit goes down when they do take an interest. And even though neither of us need to speak on how we feel for one another, I still need her to hear it.

“No goodbyes, just telling you how it is.”

“Well tell me tomorrow morning.”

Rising up on her tiptoes, she presses her lips to mine, and I kiss her back with enthusiasm. Sinking into her is the best high I’ve ever known. No matter how old we get, that’s one thing that never changes.

As she walks back into the main house, Mitch, a brother down from the Mercy chapter, catches my eye.

“Mitch!”

Making his way over to me, he asks, “What do you need, Pres?”

“This fed coming, if he shows up with friends, I’m going to need you to ride to Mercy. We’ll need the word out, and we may need reinforcements. I’m sending the prospect into town to keep watch. When he calls saying we’ve got company, you ride.”

“You got it.”

Inside, Slade is perched at the bar, nursing a whiskey. “How’s Kristen?”

I feel for her, I really do, and I would fight on behalf of Slade for her, but I don’t care for her, and never have. She’s a liability. But still, she’s the woman my brother loves, so I ask after her.

“She’s a lot better these days. She’s staying with Nina and Sebastian. They’re not leaving the house, and will call if anything happens.”

“That’s good to hear, brother. How are you?”

“I should’ve found out who he was. It’s my fault he was able to wear a prospect patch. I failed you and the club.”

This is a conversation that won’t be happening. Tal slipping through the cracks is on me.

Ricky hollers from the door, “Cas! We’ve got company!” Getting to my feet, I make my way outside and see a couple standing at the gate.

From the way the man is carrying himself, I have no doubt that he’s a fed. The woman, however, she screamsmother.

“Is it just the two of them?” I ask Ricky.

“Yeah. Drove up in a swanky Jeep parked across the road.”

Flanked by Sparky and Slade, I square my shoulders, prepared for anything.

“If you’re lost, town is that way,” I say, jabbing my thumb down the road.

The woman steps forward, her gloved hands latching onto the gate. “Unless my son is there, I think I’m right where I need to be.”

“Who’s your son?” Sparky asks, goading her.

“Cut the crap. Don’t treat me like an idiot. Do not deny you know who I’m talking about and where he is.”

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