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I rear back as if he punched me. “Do you think that’s what I want?” I demand. “Because it’s not. This is my home, and you all are my family. But Wren matters, and when it comes right down to it, I’d survive without the club, but I won’t without her.”

“I get it, I really do,” he says. “It’s how I feel about Addison. Thank fuck she never asked me to choose.”

“Wren isn’t either.”

“I know.”

“So, can you bend the rules, just this once?”

Crow heaves a sigh. “Yeah. You can fill her in. But make itveryclear that the information doesn’t leave her mouth. And do the same with each of her alters if you have to.”

“I will… all thirteen of them.”

“Thirteen?”

“Yep.”

“Shit. You already had my respect, J, but you’ve got it in spades now. I don’t know how you’re gonna do this.”

“Same way you make it work with Addi. One day at a fucking time.”

CHAPTER 24

WREN

As long as I’m breathing, you’ll never win.

“Are you sure about this?”

After Journey explained the club’s intentions for my dad, I called Dr. Young and moved my appointment up so I could talk to her about it. Surprisingly, Journey came with me. The session went well, but I realized that, while I’m okay with my dad being killed, he’s still my dad. I’ve got things to say to him before it’s too late.

Which is how I find myself sitting in the backseat of the club’s Jeep in the prison parking lot. Journey and Crow are with me, and I’m grateful for their presence, but the voices won’t quiet down, and I’m terrified that I’m gonna switch during this visit.

If you switch, you switch. Show that asshole what he’s done to you.

“Addi’s positive about a guard being right there the whole time?” I ask for probably the tenth time since we left the clubhouse.

“She is,” Crow confirms. “And we’ll be there, too. She arranged for a private room that’s usually reserved for attorney meetings.”

“Right. That’s why Journey’s dressed like that.” I stifle my laugh at Journey’s sour expression.

Crow, however, has no such problem. He glances at Journey and cracks up. “I gotta say, a suit and tie is not your look.”

“No shit,” Journey snaps. “But one of us had to pretend to be a lawyer, and you sure as hell weren’t volunteering.”

“She’s your girl, not mine,” Crow says.

“As fun as it is to watch the two of you argue,” I interrupt. “I’d really like to get this over with.”

Both of them immediately turn serious, all traces of humor gone. Crow is the first to exit the Jeep, and when I reach for my door handle, Journey twists to reach back and stop me.

“Remember what Dr. Young said,” he says. “If you wanna leave, we leave, no questions asked.”

“Right.”

“And I’ll be right next to you the entire time.”

“Okay.”

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