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He was risking Larissa taking off again, but it was a chance he was willing to take. Stud had given her his protection; why leave when she was safer where she was? He would find a place for her to live, and when he did, she would move where he could watch every move she made.

Stud was depending on the friendships between the clubs to prevent an all-out war. Whether The Last Riders took his back or not, until Larissa had his child, he didn’t give a blazing fuck if an army of men was there to protect her from him. She belonged to him.

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

Moon parked his bike next to Shade’s, then checked his messages and saw Viper hadn’t responded to the one he sent when he’d fueled his tank before leaving Jamestown.

He got off his bike, noticing a recruit coming down the steps from the clubhouse.

“Static,” Moon called out, “have you seen Viper?”

“He’s in a meeting at the factory.” Static’s long-legged stride covered the distance to his bike in three steps. “Going on a beer run; need anything?”

Viper hadn’t told him about a meeting today.

“I’m good.”

Making his way to the factory, he walked inside to find Viper, Train, Lucky, Cash, Reaper, Rider, Knox, and Razer involved in a discussion. The moment they spotted him, they stopped talking.

Moon walked further inside. “I must have missed the invite to the meeting.”

“Since when do you care?” Viper asked him sharply.

He deserved that cut. For the last few months, his head had been everywhere but the club.

“Is that what this meeting is about? You’re voting me out?” Feigning unconcern, Moon folded his arms over his chest.

Viper stared at him in disbelief. “You’re shitting me, right? You come in here, interrupting a meeting, which is important, and instead of standing there and keeping your mouth shut, you assume it has to be about you?”

Viper’s words lashed out effectively, showing him how much of an ass he had become.

Moon dropped his arms to his sides. “Sorry.” Raking his hair back, he made the overdue apology. “I’ve never understood why you have tolerated my bullshit. I wouldn’t blame you if you did vote me out. I deserve it.”

Shade narrowed his rapier blue gaze on him. “I find it interesting you had ample opportunity to make it right with us, yet we haven’t heard one fucking word from you until now.”

The emotionless way Shade talked showed the brother wasn’t buying he felt any remorse about his behavior. Ignoring Shade’s attempt of making peace was coming back to bite Moon in the ass.

“Or does this change of heart have something to do with the reason Stud called Viper?”

If the brother was expecting an argument, Shade was going to be disappointed.

“No, it doesn’t. I can be an ass most of the time, I admit, to you annoying fuckers. After the fight and finding out it was Larissa who came into my room, you all tried to apologize. I should have apologized for the way I handled it, but to tell the truth, I was pissed the hell off. At least one of you fuckers could have been on my side.”

The brothers all blinked at him. All except Reaper, whose grim façade wasn’t appeased.

Reaper straightened from leaning against a desk to ask Viper, “I don’t have a fucking thing to apologize for. Are we done here?”

“Sure.” Viper motioned toward the door. “The rest of you can leave, too. Moon, stay.”

Moon didn’t budge out of Reaper’s way with a mail cart and a desk preventing him from going around. The two men came to a standoff.

“I didn’t expect you to apologize. I was in the bad, using the watch to get the information I wanted from Ginny. I’ve never hit a woman, and I’m sick to my gut I did Ginny. It was an accident that shouldn’t have happened. I’ve apologized to Ginny; she accepted it, and I believe her. I wanted to give her the watch, but she refused.”

Reaper still didn’t seem appeased. “No shit.”

“I swear, brother, I didn’t realize Ginny was so close to me. It was like I moved my hand, and the next thing I know, I had hit her.” Unaware his confusion was visible as he relived how the strange circumstances had occurred for the hundredth time, Moon still couldn’t understand.

Reaper frowned. “What did you do with the watch?”

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