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Wolf gave Amara a kiss and said, “Stay out of trouble.”

She smiled. “I will.”

He stepped out of bed, naked as the day he was born.

“What the fuck are you looking at?!”

Fox crossed his arms. “I have no idea what I’m looking at, honestly.”

Wolf groaned. “I want to tell them myself. Just give me a twenty-four hours to tell them, okay?”

Fox furrowed his brows. “A full day? You think you can keep this under wraps from your Prez? From our enforcer? They’ll kill you if they find out before you tell them.”

He should have known that they had already been keeping things under wraps for two weeks now.

“You have forty-eight hours. I don’t like lying to my brothers,” Fox said.

Wolf knew the feeling.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Amara traipsed down the stairway at six in the morning, feeling exhausted. After seeing Wolf for only a few minutes during the day, she’d stayed up all night waiting on Wolf but he’d never showed up.

She knew from having lived with not one, but two Iron Vikings presidents, how church or runs often lasted all night long. Especially when the club was at war. But it somehow stung that after he’d made love to her this morning, and even confessed his love for her, that she hadn’t seen him all day.

Amara entered the bar, stopping dead in her tracks as she didn’t know what to think of the scene in front of her.

Bent over the pool table, Molly shouted for Dragon to fuck her harder.

But that wasn’t even what disturbed her. What did make her heart pound in her throat was seeing Wolf sitting on the couch, as he watched Dragon go to town while Zara sat next to him, her hand dangerously close to his dick as it rested on his thigh.

Zara noticed Amara standing in the doorway and she looked her dead in the eye as she palmed Wolf’s crotch. His fingers immediately wrapped around her wrist before he pulled her hand away.

“I told you already. I’m not interested,” he said, his voice angry.

“Why not? I’m horny,” Zara whined.

“So? Get your ass licked by Molly while Dragon fucks you. Go ahead and I’ll watch the show. But I’m not touching you.”

“You’ll watch me? You like seeing me come, Wolfie?”

Wolfie? What the hell did she just call her man?

This was exactly the reason why people needed to know about Wolf and her. These bitches all thought they could still touch him unpunished. And Wolf not removing himself from this porn show was another thing she needed to have a word about.

“I like a good show, just likei psychí mou.”

Zara scrunched her nose. “Your what?”

“Amara, come here.”

Amara froze. She wasn’t aware he’d seen her.

“Don’t make me ask you twice.”

She cocked her head. “Or what?”

“Or I’ll come grab you and throw you on the other pool table.”

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