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Gray wouldn't trust another stranger so quickly. We knew practically nothing about each other, and yet, to me, Gray felt like a stranger I'd known all my life.

"You'll be under my protection and the protection of my MC. Even Jack would hesitate to try going after you again," I pointed out.

Gray didn't answer me right away, and I could see he was still thinking about my offer.

"Look, you don't have to decide right away, but for now, we should all get out of here before Juan changes his mind," I said, gesturing to the two bear shifters looking daggers at us.

"Right, I'll just get my stuff," Gray said.

"Let me give you a hand," I offered.

Gray didn't seem to mind me following him, but I kept a polite distance because the last thing I wanted was to spook him.

As soon as Gray opened his car door, I noticed the amount of belongings wedged in his car — including a sleeping bag, a pile of laundry, and food items.

It didn't take me long to deduce he'd been living in his car because I'd been in the same place once.

Gray quickly snatched a backpack from the bag, and it struck me I had an emergency pack like that once, which contained all my essential items.

"Ready," Gray said, facing me.

"I'll send someone to pick up your car," I assured him as he followed me to my Harley.

Nitro was already on his, engine running, looking impatient as hell.

"Thanks for the offer about my car, it means the world to me," Gray murmured.

"I understand. It's your home, isn't it?" I asked.

Gray flushed but only nodded.

"I'd been where you were," I said. "Your car will follow us to Moon Burrow; that's our territory."

"Will you two lovebirds continue this elsewhere? We need to get going," Nitro pointed out.

"He's usually less grumpy than this," I told Gray, getting on my motorcycle.

Gray hopped on behind me, then wrapped his arms around my waist.

"I put you guys in a terrible position. He has every right to be angry with me," Gray murmured.

Nitro revved his engine and went ahead. I made a quick phone call to the MC clubhouse, asking a prospect to pick up Gray's car.

I was pretty sure Juan and his bears wouldn’t mind. With that done, I addressed Gray's comment.

"Nitro will cool off eventually. You good to go?" I asked him.

Gary took a deep breath before answering me.

"Ready," Gray said.

GRAY

The wind whipped against my face and clothes. Even though Spike was riding up front and taking most of the cold, I shivered in my shirt and thin denim jacket.

Spike noticed and he pulled over on the side of the road just to place his leather cut over my shoulders before resuming the ride. That was definitely sweet of him.

At first, I chided myself for possibly making the same mistake all over again. Two alpha shifters making me the same offer in such a short amount of time?

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