Page 102 of Rebel Heart


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She nodded into my shoulder. “I would rather die than give her up to him.”

Her voice was so solid and fierce, I knew without a doubt she meant every word. “I know. Me, too. But it won’t come to that. You go home and raise that little girl surrounded by green grass and wildflowers and ponies. All you need to worry about is giving her the best life possible. Let the lawyers take care of the rest.”

She pulled back. “Thank you for everything. This has all been…”

“A horrible, horrific, traumatizing shit show?” I asked with a teary smile.

She laughed. “Yes. But it brought me you. And my daughter. So I’d do it all over again.”

I swelled with pride at how brave and determined she’d had to be. Going home wasn’t going to be any easier for her. I knew that. But I also knew Kara had a hidden strength inside her soft outside. As long as I kept the wolf away from her door, then she’d be okay.

The wolf needed to die.

There was no way around that. There never had been. He needed to join his friend six feet under in a graveyard.

We walked Kara and the women and Liam outside, waving goodbye as their cars all drove away. The four of us, me, Fang, Vaughn, and Kian, all stood there in the darkness, our half-empty house behind us, glowing with warm lights.

“We need to finish packing,” Kian said eventually.

Vaughn stared up at the building. “I can’t believe that from tomorrow someone else will own it.”

I put my hands in my pockets, digging them in deep. “And then we’ll all live at the Slayers’ compound. Won’t that be fun?”

Everyone stared at me, and I laughed.

“Okay, it probably won’t be fun. But at least we have a roof over our heads. If our cars break down, there’ll always be someone around to help fix them…”

Kian lifted a shoulder. “That will be handy since my truck is a useless piece of shit.”

Fang elbowed him. “I’ll help you with it.”

Kian elbowed him back. “I know.”

Their growing friendship made me happy.

Fang was hell-bent on convincing us of the club’s positives. “Other pros of moving into the clubhouse for a while. The prospects make almost all the meals. And there’s always someone to talk to. You’ll never be lonely.”

“We’ll also never be alone,” Vaughn complained. He eyed me, his gaze warming as it skated over the cropped T-shirt that showed off my belly. “Am I ever going to get to see you naked again?”

He reached out for me and drew me in, his mouth skimming over mine until he got greedy and kissed me deeply.

It spun my head. “I think that can be arranged,” I whispered against his lips, our earlier bickering forgotten, because that’s just what we did.

“We should have sex in every room tonight,” Kian mused out loud. “Just so we can laugh about it when Luca takes possession. I like the idea of knowing that even though he took our home, I fucked my girl on the kitchen counter he’s eating off of.”

Fang groaned quietly.

I looked up at him. “You like that idea?”

“Fuck yes, I do.”

“Of fucking me on the counter, or watching Kian do it?”

They all groaned in unison.

“Both,” Fang said quietly. “So much both.”

Warmth swept through me at the heat in their eyes. They were nearly identical, and all focused on me. I walked backward toward the half-packed-up house, grinning when the three of them followed me.

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