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Suicide mission rang in my head. If I could have Reign in my arms one more time, she’d be worth my demise. I’d take her with me to the other side where we could spend eternity together, loving and fucking as we should’ve been all these years.
The muscles in my neck and shoulders were rock hard from my death grip on my steering wheel. Keeping a level head wouldn’t be easy. The first person to get in my way would wish they’d never been born.
“Does everyone know their part?” I made eye contact with my crew: Bone, Ire, Hollywood, Maddox, and the Goode brothers.
At the last minute, Cobra decided to send the prospects with me. I should be happy he changed his mind, but the decision made me more nervous. Cobra feared for our lives. There was no other reason for lightening his crew.
My men grunted.
We’d spent the last hour getting our gear in order, guns loaded, and knives sharpened. Grizzly and Toby had eyes on the bar remotely. They were in communication with Ire. If shit went to hell in a handbasket, Storm would alert Cobra.
“Just get your woman and get out.” Bone side-eyed me. “We don’t need you there. Get her and run.”
I nodded, a lump in my throat. Abandoning my crew wasn’t my style.
I was the enforcer.
This was my mission.
My woman.
“We’ll be fine,” Bone said, sensing my unease.
“Yeah.” I gripped his bicep. “Yeah.”
“Storm’s has another request.” Ire took his phone out of his pocket. “This guy.” He showed us a picture of a dark-haired dude who couldn’t be much older than my baby sister, Piper.
“Who is it?” I asked, studying the image.
“Doesn’t matter. He’s not to be hurt.” Ire put the cell phone back in his pocket.
“If he’s shooting at us”—Bone crossed his arms—“I’m returning fire.”
“Then injure him, but don’t kill him,” Ire replied.
“Fine. Don’t anyone kill the kid, understand?” Whatever Storm’s secret was didn’t sit well with me. I didn’t like being in the dark during a war.
“We understand,” Easton said, speaking for his younger brother. Mason’s vocal cords still bothered him after getting jumped by the Faceless Frat. Some fucker had choked him with a rope, leaving Mason with scarring on his neck and a raspy voice.
What kind of injuries would there be today? I fought the guilt threatening to tear me down. My mission had nothing to do with the club, yet six Knights had my back. I should be in South Dakota alone. The Goode brothers should be patrolling Fargo. Storm’s men should be in Bastion preparing for their annual ice fishing expedition.
I appreciated their help more than I could express. I wouldn’t have been able to protect Reign on my own if I got overpowered… or killed.
Since learning of Reign’s whereabouts, I hadn’t been able to think straight. I couldn’t get over her working in a fucking biker bar, serving up booze topless.
Topless.
Fucking topless.
The whole world saw her dark, suckable nipples.
I growled low, fisting my hands.
When I got my hands on her, I’d spank her fine ass until covered with my handprints. I wouldn’t stop until I got out all of my frustration. I wanted her crying and begging me to forgive her for breaking my heart. I might, or I might not show her mercy. But I’d surely give her the fuck of her life, so she never left me again.
