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Fuck. I could feel that stalker mentality rising inside me—the need to keep every other male from what I wanted to claim as mine. I never even looked into her eyes or heard her voice, and I already knew I would kill for her. Fuck. I’d die for Abigail.
The crow felt the bond. He understood it. That feeling nudged me to wake and pull her into my embrace, swearing I would always be by her side.
Fucking strange.
Abigail mumbled in her sleep, and I missed the words, but restlessness, a hint of fear, and fatigue pushed through my mind. I froze. The breath in my lungs left as I exhaled, startled by the influx.
For the first time, I sensed emotion that didn’t belong to me or my MC brothers. It originated fromher.
How? No fucking clue.
But I felt whatshefelt, followed by a final wave of serenity and sweetness of spirit that could only belong to Abigail.
There was no possibility of keeping my distance after this. I was totally fucked.
Chapter 1
Present day—
My phone vibrated inside my cut as I reached inside, tugging it free to glance at the screen.
Crow.Again.
Keep your distance. Don’t want her spooked.
Yeah, I fucking knew. He didn’t let me forget it.
On it, pres.
I was in a bad fucking mood. Abigail had gone on three dates this week, all with the same nerdy guy with thick glasses and a stare that always rested on her ass when she wasn’t looking. The ass I wanted to fucking touch. The one I already consideredmine. The timing sucked. Secrecy sucked.
I’d kept Crow informed and followed his instructions for eight goddamn weeks. I chased three masked men from her house on different occasions, but none of their vehicles had plates.
Not that it mattered since I sent the crows to follow. Always the same address. A pizza shop in downtown Carson City.
I scoped the place a few times while she went to work but couldn’t get inside. The restaurant didn’t seem to have the space for any hidden operation. Sending men to her house didn’t make sense. Who the fuck wanted more information on her and why?
I sent a text to Eagle Eye.Any news?
Still digging.
The same fucking reply I got every time I asked. He’d run financials. The owner’s info. Any known affiliations. It all came back squeaky clean. And that alone raised a red flag. No business was that legit. I knew Eagle Eye would keep working until something turned up; I just didn’t have the fucking patience. Ialso didn’t need to be blindsided by something that could get Abigail hurt.
Frowning, I almost growled as Abigail’s date slipped his arm around her and led her to his car, opening the passenger door for her. She bent down to sit inside his Mustang, and he grinned like he knew he had an audience.
There go his eyes. Straight to her ass again.Fucker.
I couldn’t help the churning in my gut and the worry that this could be related to the Dirty Death MC. Fucking Undertaker. Their pres caused a lot of fucking problems for our club that had nothing to do with our rivalry. He started the war with us and picked a goddamn fight when he could have left shit alone. But after he killed Rook, any hope of reaching a peaceful conclusion ended. Only his death would appease the club.
With a sigh, I scrubbed a hand down my face and over the scruff on my jaw, clenching my teeth when I saw the needle dick fucker driving Abigail to dinner.
If he touched her again, I would cut off any part of his body that dared to brush across her skin.
Mine,the crow reminded me. Yeah. I fucking heard it from him too.
The crow wanted to mate.
My pres warned me to leave his sister alone.
