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She threw her arms around me, crying and jumping as much as her body allowed. “Oh, my God. We’re going to have babies together! I can tell you all about it. Morning sickness is the worst.”

I smiled and nodded. “Yeah, I seem to have that part down pat.”

“But the sex is good,” she added with a wink. “So…so good.”

Tobias coughed, choking on a gulp of air. Nick slapped him hard on the back. “Easy now, brother,” he muttered, grinning hugely. It was the first time I’d seen anyone else smile.

Even London smirked. “Yes, well, we have that to look forward to.”

“Hey.” I shot him a glare. “You don’t go without, buddy.”

London froze. “Buddy?” he muttered. “Huh.”

His distaste only made me laugh. I moved closer, sliding my arm around Ryth’s shoulders and leading her away. “You can tell me all about it.” I gave her a wink. “You know, sister to sister.”

I was so busy being happy, I didn’t hear the door open once more. It wasn’t until heavy steps echoed, drawing Ryth’s gaze, that I turned. But as I did, I caught the shadows in front of me, hiding behind the large machinery, move.

“Dad?” Ryth whispered.

I scowled as I glanced toward the door when Jack Castlemaine stepped in. He looked at Helene until she shook her head, then turned to us.

“Baby,” he beamed as the shine of a gun came in front of me and three men stepped forward. Three men I’d never seen before in my life.

Ryth was too busy looking at her dad to notice. But I saw.

Empty, cold stares fixed on us.

They were exactly like Carven and Colt had been…

They were Sons.

“Just as soon as we kill the bastard who murdered our leader,” one snarled as he swung his gaze to Carven. “We’ll take you both back where you belong.”

Then they lunged. One grabbed Ryth, tearing her from my grasp, as he lifted his gun and fired.

Crack!

Crack!

CRACK!

The warehouse erupted as another grabbed my arm, yanking me forward.

“Let go of me!” I screamed, clenching my fist and driving it through the air.

But all I saw was Ryth as her knees buckled, the weight she carried dropping her like a stone.

“NO!” Tobias roared, the deafening sound ripping through the open space.

A gun drove hard into my stomach. I lifted my gaze to the eyes of a killer. “Hello, Daughter,” he smirked. “We’ve been looking for you.”

FORTY-ONE

Carven

Tobias lunged, unleashing a chilling bellow of rage. There was no booming of my pulse as I watched the Sons drag my Wildcat into the shadows. Just silence. An emptiness I knew would become my world if I didn’t move NOW!

I palmed my gun, drawing the muzzle high.

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