Page 32 of Tucker's Strike

Her pain is more than obvious.

“The hell happened?” Justice demands as Abel pushes forward.

“How the fuck . . .”

“You’re Cassius’s son,” Callum announces from behind me, his voice grated and sounding like he hadn’t spoken in years.

“Tucker, you wanna explain what the fuck is happening here?” Corbin demands, not giving Abel a chance to confirm or deny.

Knowing we don’t have time, I shake my head. “Sorry, Prez, but we don’t have time for explanations. I’ll fill you in after we deal with another problem. Let’s get everyone inside.”

Corbin holds my gaze for a moment before nodding. “Get ‘em in here then.”

Turning toward the shifters behind me, I meet first Callum's gaze, then his brothers, and then those standing around. “Once we get inside, we’ll discuss what’s going on. That is after we deal with another problem.”

Callum nods and motions for his brothers to move. They do as he says, and the others follow, but Callum doesn’t. Instead, he stands closer to me. “I need to see my daughter again.”

“Right now, your daughter is hurting and doesn’t understand why you were cold toward her when we first found you. You didn’t even acknowledge her with a look,” I tell him.

“I know. But I still need to see her.” Callum grunts.

“Let me deal with the threat looming ahead, then I’ll see what I can do,” I tell him and turn toward my Prez. I close the distance between the two of us. “Don’t have to give more, but Lake took us away through the strands of time. Ended up in the Drakon King’s realm. Found them, got them out, then she brought us back to before the reason she took us away.”

Corbin blinks once, shakes his head, and lets out a breath. “Fuckin’ hell. Let’s get the fuck inside, and you can tell me the rest.”

“Will after we get rid of the dragons that should be here any second.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Justice snarls.

“Fraid not.” I grunt.

“You’ve nothing to worry about right now,” Karsyn announces, appearing next to Corbin out of thin air.

Fuck, I hate when she does that. It’s not often now that she’s learning to control it.

“What do you mean, Syn?” Corbin asks.

“Lake did what the Earth and Moon Goddesses wanted her to do. And in doing that, it stops a battle from happening. The Drakon King called his dragons back to him the moment time shifted, altering the outcome,” Karsyn explained.

“Meaning she saved the club from being killed?” I state in question rather than asking out right.

“Exactly.” Karsyn gives me a small smile. “Don’t be mad at her, Tucker. She was doing what she had to do.”

I don’t bother giving the woman a response. She doesn’t give me a chance to anyway as she looks at Callum.

“You must be Lake’s father. Come on in, and we’ll get you something to drink and eat, then get you some clothes to change into,” she states and looks to Corbin. “I called Harmony and asked if she could come by with Cyrus. I figured you’d want to fill him in on what’s going on. I might have also asked them to stop at the store and grab some clothes that would fit.”

“Of course you did,” Corbin grumbles and shakes his head. “I’ll text Cyrus.” Putting an arm around his mate, he ushers her back down the hall.

“She’s a witch,” Callum states, sounding confused. “Karsyn is more than just a witch. She’s an earth witch who is able to speak with the Goddess herself. She’s also a hell of a lot more powerful than you might think a simple earth witch could be,” I inform him.

“As is my daughter. You don’t realize just how special she is,” he says, moving down the hall, following after my Prez and his mate.

I stay planted just inside the back door. Those words ring in my ears.

Just how special is Lake? What else could be hidden in the depths of my little Fae?

Chapter Twenty

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