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“Skylar? What’s wrong?”
Saying nothing, I shook my head as Chase turned, just as Wade Hiller smiled at me.
Chapter Sixteen
Pyro
The second I saw Skylar Rose pale I wondered what in the hell I did this time. It seemed I was always messing up where she was concerned. Only she wasn’t looking at me, but at something behind me. When I turned to see what upset her, I spotted a tall skinny man with balding hair leer at her, then smile.
The fucker walked over, heading straight for Skylar.
“There you are, sweetheart. I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”
Moving quickly to stop the man from touching her, I stepped in front of Skylar and glared at the fucker, who stopped approaching and looked at me.
“Name’s Wade Hiller. I see you know my girl, Skylar Rose.”
The second he said his name, I didn’t think.
Grabbing the fucker by his collar, I forcefully walked him back towards the wall, slamming his back hard against it. “You, motherfucker, are a dead man. Did you put those bruises on her face? Or are you here to get her to sign something else?”
“Whoa!” I heard Mike growl as he rushed over. “Pyro, let him go.”
“Not a chance in hell. This motherfucker stole Sky’s inheritance and beat the hell out of her. This fucker is mine. Call King and the others. They’ve been looking for this bastard.”
Hiller’s face paled.
“Already called him, Pyro,” Beth quickly said.
“That’s right, you son of a bitch. I know who the fuck you are and so does my brother, Capt. Callum Montclair, along with Capt. Lucifer Hawk and Capt. Matthew Law, all who are here, itching to get their hands on you.”
“Skylar, honey,” Beth said. “Come with me, sweetie. Let the men handle this.”
“Skylar, it wasn’t me. I swear, baby!” Hiller shouted as Beth whisked her away.
Slamming him against the wall again, I sneered angrily, “You don’t get to talk to her. Ever. She is mine. My woman and under my protection now. If you even look at her, I will fucking put a bullet between your eyes.”
The bell dinged again.
“Well, well, well. Today is my lucky fucking day,” I heard Scribe say as he walked over.
Hiller gulped loudly.
“Remember me, dickwad. I’m the motherfucker you tried to frame downrange. Man, am I going to love what comes next,” Scribe said, unleashing his bowie knife, placing the cold steel against Hiller’s face.
“Boys, this isn’t the place,” Mike whispered lowly.
The bell dinged again.
“Everyone out!” King roared.
Beth’s diner quickly emptied as King, Hawk, and Law moved quickly to have my back.
“Pyro, we got him,” Law lowly said.
“He’s mine,” I growled, refusing to let him go.
King placed his hand on my shoulder and said, “Chase, Skylar is in the office, scared out of her mind. Go check on her.”
