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“She needs to leave the compound, Sin. You know this.”

“If she goes, then so do I.” I suck in my breath as a collective groan echoes throughout the room.

“Jesus, Sin. You need to stop this savior complex you’ve got going on.”

“It’s not about me thinking that I need to save her from anything. I just need her here.”

“It’s the same fucking thing. You think because you weren’t able to save our sister then you need to save anything that looks injured.” Sin’s jaw ticks as he tries to control his anger. “You’re gonna walk?” Cut continues to lay into him. “Away from your family, from the club for some ass that you don’t even know? Are you that stupid?”

I can feel the anger radiating from Cut. The vein in his neck is throbbing with every beat of his heart and his hands are shaking. He isn't happy with the standoff Sin is having with him. Cut is big, but his size doesn’t seem to faze Sin. Of course, Sin has grown up with it, I’m sure. Cut’s hair is dark, and shaggy, hanging over the collar of his leather vest. Unlike Sin, who has the softest blue eyes I have ever seen, Cut’s eyes are a deep green. I've noticed his mothers are the same coloring.

“It’s not about being stupid, man. It’s about going with my gut and this is what I need to do.”

I watch the room. The additional members of the club go back and forth between the two brothers, expect for Lick. He’s looking directly at me. His dark eyes hold something sinister. Something that makes my skin crawl. “She can stay with me.” Their mother speaks up.

“No.” Cut’s answer is instant.

“Mijo, that was not a question. La mujar can stay with me.”

“The girl can’t stay with you.” Cut drops his head and rubs his hand over the back of his neck. “Mom, this doesn’t concern you. Please leave so we can figure this shit out.”

“No hay nada que entender.” She walks towards me and stands at my side. “There is nothing to figure out.” Her hand squeezes my free one in a show of support.

“I said no. Your house is still on Fury property. Taking her there is still risking the club, not to mention your own life. I will not have that. I will not have you putting your life in danger for someone who means nothing to you or this club. I'm not saying it again.” She faces her son with anger in her eyes.

“Te olvidas de que estás hablando con. I am your mother, tu Madre. Above all this,” she flings her arms around. “I am still your mother. You will not disrespect me, ever. I gave you life, I made you the man you are today. Do not ever insult me or the respect I have instilled in you. ¿Comprende?”

The room is silent. “I can go,” I say quietly, but both Sin and his mother say ‘no’ at the same time.

“Devin?” Her voice is firm in the question. I raise my eyes from the floor, where I’ve had them glued through the entire exchange. As soon as I do, I see Cut glaring at me.

“Si, mama.”

“Bien.” She leads me away from the room, the club, and Sin.

The lock on the door clicks behind my mother and Savannah. I have such a strong desire to follow them, but I know I need to stay and make this right. “What do you think you’re doing?” My head snaps to Lick.

“This doesn’t concern you, Lick.”

“The fuck it doesn’t.”

“This isn’t club business.”

“You’re wrong, Sin.” Cut argues. “This has club business written all over it because you are the club, these men, the men who have had your back for years, have every right to have an input on who you decide to keep.”

“I’m not keeping shit.”

“No? Then let the bitch go.” His gaze is hard and challenging. He wants me to give in. But it’s not gonna happen.

“I don’t see the problem.” Hawk states. “I know you’re worried about the club, Cut. As you should be. There’s more to us then what people know and you should protect it. We all should. It’s our livelihood. But I think you’re worried about things that aren’t going to happen.” He looks up at me. “This prick is loaded, man. He can have whatever piece of ass he wants. Why would he waste the time to come and find her? If that shiny little sports car is his then I’ll deliver the damn thing back to him myself.”

“We don’t know anything about him and what motivates him, Hawk.” Cut says.

“Then let’s find out.” Dyke suggests.

“This is a waste of fucking time. No pussy should take up this much time if you aint fucking it.”

“You need to shut the fuck up, Lick.” I’ve had just about enough from him and his mouth.