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I cut her off, suddenly tense. “You were on the streets, angel? Fucking hell,” I ground out. No wonder she was so good at handling her business. She’d had to fight to survive, and the thought wrenched me to the core.
She nodded, her delicate mouth pressed into a flat line.
“Damn, baby. For how long?”
“Two years now. My parents kicked me out.”
“For what?”
Her eyes dropped to our linked hand, but not before I caught the deep hurt flashing in her eyes. “They thought I was using drugs, but it wasn’t me. It was my older sister. She hid them in my room and one day my mom wanted to donate some old clothes to the goodwill.”
“And that’s when she found them.”
Allie nodded.
“Did your sister ever confess?”
She shook her head.
“Damn. That’s cold. And you didn’t say, did you?”
“I figured if they didn’t know me well enough to know I wouldn’t do drugs, then I was wasting my time being part of that family, so I made my own way.”
“How do you eat?”
“There are a few restaurants that give me the night’s leftovers most times. And this one lady who begs on the corner sometimes buys me coffee and stuff with her change.”
Fuck, I couldn’t stand hearing this. I enveloped her hand more completely in my grasp. “I didn’t want you to be involved with men like us here at the club, Allie.”
Her plump lips fell open on a harsh breath. “I can go. I can—”
“No, let me finish.” I smoothed a thumb over the backs of her knuckles. “That was before I knew your story. Now I’m glad you’re here. Under my care and protection.”
Tears swam behind those blue eyes as she brought them to meet mine. So fucking heartbreaking that I had to swallow hard to keep from having a few tears slipping past my guard.
“You are?”
“I can’t stand the thought of you out there without food or shelter. Here at least you’ll be safe. We’re hard men and rough women here, but we stick up for our own.”
“But I was told that eight women were stolen by another gang and you didn’t go after them.”
I stared at her. “Those were the club candies. They come and go, aren’t really members of the club.”
She twisted her mouth into half grin half frown that tore at my insides a little more. “Yeah, then that’s me, then. But don’t worry. I’m grateful for the place to sleep at night off the streets for however long it lasts.”
“You aren’t a club candy,” I heard myself say.
Her voice trembled. “Then what am I?”
“Mine.”
Chapter Seven
Allie
This couldn’t be happening. Steel, the prez of the Fallen Angels, wants me as his? That I belonged to him?
What did that mean in his world?
