hne

heavy arm banded across my waist tightened, and a rough chin

behind me wen

clamped a hand around my nape, and slammed

ed?" Darrell snarled, looming over me like

ne scraped against his heavy belt buckle. I didn't fli

meeting his glare without blinking. "You were the one clinging to me lik

ight. He pinched the bridge of his nose, a flicker of shock crossing his face. For ten years, the days be

he three-piece patches that proved a biker's rank an

his collar loose. "Three months. Once the clock run

g fine." I slung my canvas bag over

om the dining room. Debbie and Eunice sat at the long redw

call the clean-up crew-" Eunice's laugh died in her throat

tering from her fingers. "You.

ad of the table and pulled out the empty leather chair to the right of the master seat-the spot re

te. "Insolent trash! A wolfless nobody doesn't sit at

and dropped into the head chair. In a Pack, nobody touches their food until

nd-gold debit card from her purse and tossed it across the wood toward my plate. "There's five thousand do

"Five grand is a fortune for a de

, watching me over the rim to see

over a single second of interest on my offshore Winters trust.

la

steaming teacup, spraying scalding bro

jumping back as she clawe

aust gaskets for the front bikes." I wiped my fingertips with a napki

ged up, her fingernails length

cup down, unleashing a guttural roar

ir brains could even object. Both Debbie and Eunice froze, their spines bowing as they instinctivel

nce you want to earn your keep by Boone's rules, report to Iron Claw Freight at nine