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there, I tip my head towards Pyro,  is our VP, and he has permission to splatter your blood if you
don t listen to your last and final warning.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Feather in the corner, shaking in fear. Shit.
 Feather, come, I order her, my voice loud, my words demanding.
She hesitates only for a moment, and then walks towards me on very shaky legs.
 What are you doin here, darlin ? I ask, as I tug her closely to my side. She is leaving with me so
that Alec doesn t hurt her to get back at me.
When she realizes she is safe at my side, she answers with a quiet tone.  The club is opening soon,
and the guard wasn t at the front door, so I walked in and saw this.
Shit. I look down at my watch. No wonder she is here. People will start coming in any minute.
 We gotta wrap this up, brother, Pyro growls,  but first, we need to prove something to this fucker.
Darlin , close those beautiful eyes, he says to Feather.
I peer down at her to make sure she has followed my VP s command, and give him a flick of my head
to let him know.
The explosive clamor of Pyro s SWAT-K Mini submachine gun fire reverberates through the club as
the bullet rips into the nose of one of the Russians. His brains disperse all over the floor behind his
slumped body.
The other two recoil in an uproar, and Sniper and Smokey wedge their guns further into the Russians
bodies to stop them from pulling weapons on us.
 So, you see here, Alec, we re not fuckin playin around anymore, I growl as I press my pistol to
his forehead and squeeze Feather closer into me. I don t want her in harm s way because of us.  This
isn t a goddamn game, man. Give this shit up, and go somewhere else to start a new club before you
lose your chance.
I will not be able to keep the club from killing him if he doesn t leave. I ll even be the one to pull the
trigger because he has pissed me off. We have given him all the chances he is going to get.
 Why the fuck do you even want my club? Alec tries to yell, but I press my Glock against his throat
so it muffles the sound.
How could he be so fucking clueless?
 You aren t taking care of it. You let an unexperienced Sadist harm one of the brother s daughters,
you idiot. And you aren t screening motherfuckers properly.
I don t even know why I m giving him a response. He doesn t deserve one. He lost that right when he
didn t take our warning.
 You re still buggin about that, man! Seriously, he cries.
I lean towards him and yank my knife out of his hand. He cries out again as I drag it up his arm,
slicing deep into the muscle. I would shoot him if we weren t trying to be nice and giving him until
tomorrow. This will have to do.
 What the fuck is wrong with you! he screams, and Sniper sighs and smacks his gun upside Alec s
head. It knocks him out cold.
 I was tired of his excessive whining. How the fuck you were even friends with that, I ll never
know, Sniper says.
I question myself on that, too. This guy is a wimpy ass little shithead.
 Feather, we got these guys under control. I motion to the two guys left.  Go and get me some tape
out of the maintenance room. I know there s some in there.
She pulls away, backs up, turns around, and then flees.
 You tapped that, didn t ya? Smokey chuckles.
My lips tilt up to the side to reveal my answer. The thought of Tatiana finding out how many times I
have slept with this girl makes me cringe.
 Here you go, Feather says in a small voice as she comes up and hands me the duct tape.
 Thank you, babe, Pyro says.
I m too busy thinking of the guilt churning in my stomach. I wonder why that is though. I have nothing
to be ashamed of. We haven t committed to one another, and now, that thought repeats itself over in
my head and is the only thing I can think.
 Sorry, I mumble as Sniper takes the roll to tape up the guy. He has to be tired of holding his gun on
him, and here I am all spaced out.
After they are secured, and we re satisfied with the way we re leaving things here, we trudge outside
to our bikes.
 You got anywhere to stay for a few weeks? our VP asks Feather as we straddle the seats of our
ladies.
 I do. I ll go to my sister s. Shadow, you have my number. Call when it s safe for me to come home,
please.
I reach up and tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.  I will, darlin . No worries.
We watch as she walks to her car. We don t start our bikes until she safely pulls out of the lot.
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Chapter Twenty-Two
Shadow
When we get back to the compound, our Prez doesn t even give us a second to calm down before he
calls us into the chapel. It isn t a meeting. It s a follow up to what happened. Piper takes all of our
guns and puts them in the safe before we can enter and sit down.
Pyro lights a joint, takes a few hits, and passes it around the table as our Prez takes a seat.
 So what happened?
Pyro, being VP, goes on about what went down and what we should expect.
 He really didn t think we were fuckin serious? Prez asks in disbelief.
I puff on the joint before I pass it along.  Nope. He was in shock that we re still pissed off about what
happened to Tatiana.
Prez grumbles under his breath before speaking.  Well fuck, I wanted no blood shed. Winter can lose
the baby if we don t keep the stress level down. And she is set on staying here until the pregnancy is
over.
Well, that complicates things. We need to keep the blood away from the compound, and the club is
where we have the high ground. We can only hope we will be able to hit him at Euphoria tomorrow
night before he hits us here. That is, if he has the balls to do that in the first place.
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