Kian"They keep moving the women to throw the wolf pack off the scent," Jaxton notified me."They are running out of places to hide; it's only a matter of time until the Alpha Dog catches up with them. Speaking of cursed Lycans . . . he reached out to me last night. His rangers found a ransom notice stabbed to a tree. It was from the Hellhounds.""A ransom note? Saying what?" I demanded.There wasn't a flicker of humor upon Jaxton's face. He was gravely serious. I knew right then that this involved my woman."That we have twenty-four hours to hand over the girl, or there will be consequences," he informed me.The anger stirred within me. My wife wasn't a bargaining chip. She was mine, and Claw would have to go through me to get to her."That isn’t happening," I growled as his words triggered something lethal inside me. "I'll slaughter him and anyone else who threatens to take her from me. I don't have to wait for yours or the Alpha Dog's say so. I'll track him down myself."The brothe

GiaIt had been a solid week since Kian reprimanded me at the Clubhouse. Their sexist rules made us girls feel like we couldn’t protect ourselves. I could see why Jenna and Lauren took liberties from time to time. The spankings hurt, and the ass-fuckings hurt even more, but we all seemed to find a way to break the rules and earn ourselves another reprimand. It's like we couldn't get enough. Our bikers were always ready for a little rough and tumble, even in front of their brothers. It was their way of life. I had no shame whenever it came to stripping down in public. Heck, I used to do it for a living. A private dance was one thing, but when my husband demanded his lunch, he was talking about eating my pussy. The other guys were the same with their wives. You dropped your panties and laid with your legs spread on the table, or they would come and chase you down if you tried to run away. The first time was embarrassing. The second time was awkward. Now I didn’t bother to wear underwear

KianI hammered on Jaxton’s door like I was a fucking bailiff coming to clean the place out. At first, the apartment was in darkness, but five minutes later a light flicked on upstairs. He lived above the motorcycle shop he and his dad owned. His humble abode was exactly how mine looked before Gia moved in and gave it a feminine touch.“Hold your horses, I’m coming!” Jaxton yelled irritably as he thundered downstairs.He may be my Alpha, but he was still an unmated male. His evenings could consist of a sordid ménage à trois with two of the club whores for all I knew. That could be why he was taking so long to answer the goddamned door. Either that, or he just wasn’t a morning person.“Beast, what the hell? Did you piss the bed? It’s five a.m. What gives?” Jax grumbled, scraping the sleep from the corners of his eyes. He bounced his gaze between us, taking in Gia’s bedraggled appearance from the oversized T-shirt to her bare feet.“Someone torched my apartment while we were sleeping,”

GiaMy arm ached with the effort of hammering nails into wood. Our work was done. There was nothing more we could do. Now it was just a waiting game. I took a step backward to admire our handiwork; my hairline was saturated with sweat, and my fingers hurt. We secured every window and all but one exit, barricading us inside. Exhausted from the work, I mopped my brow with the back of my hand. There was only one way in and one way out, through the kitchen door. Throttle made sure that if there was a fire, we could all escape via the storage yard.“Any sign of trouble?” Jenna asked, prompting me to squint through the cracks in the timber.I peered up and down the roadside, seeing nothing out of the ordinary. “No. So far so good,” I replied.The fight would have started by now. My stomach swirled with nerves, wishing there was some other way I could find out what was going on. Just like any illegal fight, they didn’t broadcast it on television or radio. Throttle disclosed that if this was

KianKill them.Kill them all.A red mist fell before my eyes, and all I could think about was bloodshed and carnage. Without uttering a single word of warning, I came at Claw with unbridled savagery. He hurt her. He laid his hands on my wife. Claw had brought the dogs to our door. The blood of our kin stained his palms, and I'd make damn sure that he would pay with his life.Claw let go of Gia's hair as I swung a punch at his face. Bullets whizzed past my head, one grazing my cheek. I didn't once flinch, not even blinking like the pain didn't matter. I couldn't reverse the devastation he'd caused, but I could sure as shit make it right.Claw's face jerked to the side, his lip swelling upon impact. Hellhounds formed a circle all around us, creating a hostile barrier between us and the clubhouse."Is this how you plan to best me?" I growled, scowling upon him like the vermin he was. "By bringing these mongrels along to fight your battles?"Claw's eyes flitted around at the rogue wolves