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“You’re a biker. In the hierarchy of the criminal underworld, I think he outranks you.”

“No one outranks me apart from Rex,” he rumbled.

I sniffed. “You never thanked me for that pedophile I sent you.”

“I didn’t deal with him. Priest did.”

“He’s dead?”

Link cleared his throat. “It went wrong before it went right. He’s dead now though.”

My mind whirred with the possibilities. “He fucked up? Lost his mettle?”

Sin pulled a face. “Neither. If he lost anything, it was his sanity for a while.”

“You’re saying he channeled Giulia, then?” I drawled.

Nyx chuckled. “Yeah. My little terrorist.” Then, his chuckle faded. “I might be out of the ‘hunting’ game because of Samael, but I swear to fuck, if that prick hurts you, I’ll boil his blood, do you hear me?”

Quin muttered to me, “The big brother act gets fucking old fast, doesn’t it?”

I stopped gaping at Nyx to cut his younger brother a look.

Is that what this was?

Studying the men who had most of Jersey under their control, who were all, to a one, studying me with no small amount of disgruntlement, I had to accept that they were mad at me.

For leaving.

Without a word.

For leaving them.

Without a word.

“I…”

“I think she’s speechless,” Cruz rumbled, but his stormy gaze pinned me in place. “If anyone understands, it’s me. Sometimes, your family chooses you before you can choose it.”

Nyx sniped, “Just don’t fucking leave without telling us. You got me? Katina heading off to Manhattan to bring in a goddamn hacker is bad for our rep.”

“Yeah,” Link said with a wink. “Because that was what mattered.”

I blinked a couple times, still feeling like this was an out-of-body experience or something. “I won’t leave again without clueing you in,” I assured each of them.

“You getting yourself an Old Man?” Steel asked, his voice softer than before.

“I mean, yeah.”

“So you do know you’re a Sinner,” Sin pointed out.

“Do you see me wearing a cut?”

“Like you’d wear one. You might think you’re a lone wolf, Star, but you ain’t.” Nyx grunted. “I got a woman and a kid who are more terrifying than you waiting for me. I have to get back.” His eyes narrowed. “Stay safe in New York. You hear me?”

“Yes, Dad,” I mocked because it was easier to do that than to freak out about what was happening here.

Quin was right. This was a big brother showdown. Even if I wasn’t their blood, they’d still drawn me into the circle as if I were…

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