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“What happened?” he asks.

“It got burnt down and trashed a couple of weeks ago. She was fine. She was with us by then. But then he spotted her on my bike and made chase. We managed to get away, but he’s out there. He knows the town she’s in, and he ain’t going to let her live her life until we take care of him ourselves,” I state.

Acid downs his beer and stands. “Well, come on then. Let’s fucking go.”

“Let me get my bike from the motel across the road. I booked in for a couple of nights. I wasn’t expecting to find you so fucking soon.” I laugh.

Acid smiles at me, looking relaxed before his eyes land on the woman behind the bar. “Give me a minute,” he says before he walks over to her. He takes her hand in his and leads her off to the side. I stand, watching their interaction. She nods as he talks to her. He cups her face and places a kiss on the top of her head before walking back over to me. She stands, watching him walk away with her arms wrapped around herself.

“She okay?” I ask as we walk out the door.

“I hope so,” he sighs.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

NOVA

Tryingto do my early morning yoga outside was hard today. The grazes on my hands sting too much, and I’m just not into it. I sigh, giving up before a loud rumbling catches my attention. I squint in the bright morning sun to try and see who it is. I watch as 2 bikes enter the compound, coming to a stop just in front of me. My eyes immediately land on the same blue eyes as mine.

“Nash?” I whisper. He gets off his bike, his eyes searching my face. I smile. “Nash,” I choke out as tears fall down my face.

“Fuck, it really is you,” he says, stunned. He wraps me in his arms, holding me tight. My arms wrap around him just as tight. I sob into his chest as he strokes my head. “I’m so fucking sorry,” he rasps.

I sniff and lean my head back, wiping my eyes. “You have nothing to apologise for.” I smile. Pain flickers through his eyes. “I’m just happy I’ve finally found you,” I admit. He’s about to say something, but we are interrupted by the rest of the club coming out.

“Well, I don’t fucking believe it. The wanderer returns!” Beast bellows. Nash looks up and smiles wide.

I step to the side so he can greet his brothers. As I wipe my cheeks, I glance to the right and my eyes collide with Spider’s.His jaw is set tight, his gaze burning through mine. My lips part, wanting to thank him, but nothing comes out. He looks down and walks right past me, but as he does, his fingers graze mine in a feather light touch dancing across my fingertips. My hand reaches out, wanting more, but it’s gone. I watch him as he walks inside the club. Swallowing, I look away, inhaling a shaky breath, but as I look up, I catch Star watching me. I give her a small smile which she returns. Nash quickly comes back to me with a smile, draping his arm over my shoulder.

“Fire up the pit. Let’s party!” Queenie hoots excitedly.

“Ready to party MC style, baby sis?” Nash asks.

I wrap my arm around his waist. “Oh, I’ve already experienced it.” I laugh.

He smiles, but it soon fades when his gaze narrows in on my grazed side. “Did he do this to you?” he asks, his eyes darkening with anger.

I shake my head. “No, this is self-inflicted. I was stupid and I stole Spider’s bike,” I confess.

Nash raises his brow and looks for Spider. “He kept that quiet,” he mutters.

“Hey, it’s okay. I’m okay. It was my fault and Spider’s bike came off worse,” I vaguely explain. Nash nods, but I know he will press Spider about it at some point. I just hope he doesn’t find out what happened before I stole his bike.

After Queenie announcedthere would be a party, she went into full organiser mode; she went out and got all the meat for the cookout, and even purchased some ‘Welcome home’ banners. By the time afternoon came, everyone was partying. Club bunnies were banned and marched out of the compound byStar, much to the single brothers and prospects dismay. Star announced it was family time and family only, so no sluts were allowed.

Well into the night, the party is still in full swing. Watching my brother stood with the other brothers, all laughing, made it feel very surreal that I’ve found him.

Scar takes a seat next to me, holding out a drink. “It’s just soda, I promise,” he swears.

I smile and take it. “Thanks,” I mutter.

“It feels good having him back,” he states. “But it’s nothing compared to how you must be feeling being reunited with him,” he adds

I smile. “It feels strange. A good kind of strange. For so long, I thought I would never see him again, and now he’s stood right in front of me.” I sigh. Scar wraps his arm around my shoulder and pulls me closer to him. I lean in, resting my head on his shoulder. “Thank you,” I say quietly.

“Thank you for what, sweetheart?” he asks.

“For being kind from the first day I got here, and for being a good friend to me,” I answer.

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