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“I have to go, King. Have fun in North Carolina.”

“It’s not fun, Shelby. I’m here on work.”

“You forget, I’ve seen how your club parties when they’re working. I’m sure there are women everywhere.”

“I haven’t been with a woman since you left my bed, Shelby.”

“I wish I could believe you,” she mumbles.

“I swear I haven’t. I made vows to you, honey. They aren’t promises I take lightly. Would you care if I was fucking another woman?”

“I just want out, King. I don’t want a life where I have to be guarded and I really don’t want to be with a man who can take another’s life without thought. It’s one of the reasons I became a nurse. I wanted to save lives.”

“You didn’t used to be against me finding justice,” I remind her.

“That’s not entirely true. The point is, Gina was just a girl. You didn’t have to kill her. I don’t care what she did. You could have let the authorities deal with it. Who’s to say you won’t kill me one night when I piss you off too much?”

“You can’t believe that,” I argue, feeling like part of me is being ripped in half.

“I’ve seen your temper,” she replies, as if that explains the horrible shit that just spewed from her mouth. “My lawyer will have our separation agreement and the divorce papers ready.’

“I’m not signing shit. We need to try to work through this.”

“Goodbye, King.”

The phone goes dead as she hangs up on me. I’m left just staring at my cell, wondering what it is about me that makes everyone eventually turn their backs and leave me alone. Before I can have an all-out pity party, I get up and decide to go search for T. He always knows how to calm me down.

Chapter 21

Breaker

“What’d Dragon say?” Rock asks, getting my attention as I put my cell away.

“He said they’re heading out in two hours instead of an hour. They want us to report back and let them know what we find before they leave.”

“Why the delay?”

I shrug. “If I had to guess, I’d say your dad doesn’t want to leave Gabby right now. That, and I’m pretty sure Dragon is doing his best to make up with Nicole about now.”

Rock snorts, shaking his head. “Those two are just as bad as my parents.”

I don’t know how to respond to that, so I just hum in agreement.

“I could use some of that barbeque,” he mutters, gesturing toward a gray and red building.

“Barb-B-Que Wagon?”

“Daddy wants some ribs,” he mumbles, making me laugh.

“Dude, never refer to yourself as Daddy again,” I warn while cringing.

“Don’t flatter yourself. I only like women with big-ass titties. They love calling me Daddy.”

“For fuck’s sake, shut up before you make me punch out my own eardrums,” I beg. “We need to get back on the road. Although, I’m not sure they came through here.” I look around the small downtown area of Bryson City. The town is small as hell. As we scanned the area to make sure the Feral Kings weren’t lying in wait, I ran across a population sign. The place has less than sixteen hundred people in it. Where I live is small, but nowhere near that. We have almost eight thousand residents and honestly, most days I think that’s about seven thousand nine hundred and something too many.

“Let me run in and at least get a sandwich. I haven’t had a bite since yesterday morning when my brother left with the others to guard the women.”

“You have five minutes,” I mutter. The guy is already gone, though. I look around the immediate area with a sigh. If Dragon was in my place, he’d run off and leave Rock behind. I know he’s younger than me, but the kid really does have a lot of growing up to do. For his sake, I hope he does it soon. You can’t be a member of a one percent club and not take it seriously. The fact that he is thinking of his stomach when they’re about to embark on war is unreal to me. My club would pull his patch.

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