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Chapter 6
“Idon’t like this,pres. Shit’s about to blow the fuck up.”
Crow scrubbed a hand down his face and over his beard, giving me a nod. “I know.”
“Undertaker sent his club to attack Raven. He killed Rook. That motherfucker attacked the Roost. We need to end him. Now.”
“That’s why I need you to listen. You remember the map we found on the back of those blackmail photos? The ones in the envelope?”
During church a few weeks back, Crow showed us the envelope Bella had given him. We didn’t know it at the time, but Undertaker had sent it to mess with us. “Yeah. The map led to your house as a kid. Why?”
“Claw and Jay checked out my old childhood home and found another envelope.”
Fuck. “What was in it?”
Crow ran a hand through his hair, clearly agitated. “More photos and a locker key. It’s for a locker in a fucking gym. I want you to check it out and bring back whatever is in it.”
“Okay, pres. You got it.”
“Raven is gonna lose his shit when he sees those photos.”
“Shit. Tell me.”
“Grudge beating Bree and the mayor getting a blow job as he watched.”
Raven’s ol’ lady. Fuck. “Undertaker and the mayor will regret fucking with our club and women,” I snarled.
“There’s more,” Crow spat, cracking his neck.
Not what I wanted to hear. As security for the club, I provided the primary protection for my brothers and their families. It was my job to ensure this shit didn’t happen. But Bree was taken before Raven claimed her, and I couldn’t blame myself for her kidnapping or rape. “Give it to me straight, pres.”
“It’s Undertaker.”
“I figured.” He found the safehouse where Raven and Bree were staying. We didn’t know if we had a rat in the club or not.
“Before Grudge died, he told Raven that Undertaker knew he’d mated Bree.”
My body stilled, frozen in shock. “Mated? He said that specific word?” Not wife or ol’ lady or girlfriend. Mate. A sacred bond to our crow.
“Yes. There’s only one explanation that makes sense. He’s got a bond with his animal.”
I stared at my pres, thinking he had to be joking, wondering why he specifiedanimalinstead ofcrow. “Well, shit. You think he’s a shifter. Don’t you?”
“I do.”
“What kind?”
“A wolf.”
A wolf? As in werewolf? “Are you fucking serious?”
“Think about it, Hawk. He scented us and followed our club members. Undertaker knows every safe location we have, every home we live in, and everywhere we meet on a regular basis. The Roost. Our family members. All of it. He has the scent of the crows. He cantrackus.”
Holy shit!
