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“Because Hound doesn’t just want revenge for his club,” I thunder, my hands clenching by my sides. “He wants to fuckin’ make me suffer.”

“He wants to make us all suffer.”

Running my hands through my hair, I know it’s finally time I tell her. “He wants me in particular, because I did somethin’ a long time ago that he has never forgotten.”

Serenity shakes her head, confused. “What? You had dealings with my father’s club?”

I grit my teeth. “Once.”

Her eyes widen. “So ... all along you have lied to me?”

“I didn’t fuckin’ lie, Serenity, I just never told you. Hound has been in prison for a long time, and when I met you, he wasn’t who I was lookin’ to bring down.”

“All this time we have been together, you decided it would be a good idea to not tell me something like that?”

“We’re not turnin’ this around on me,” I bark.

“Oh, no, we are.”

“Serenity, I am done with this shit. Let it go.”

“No,” she screams, throwing her hands up. “No, Jackson, I won’t just let it go.”

“Okay,” Addison’s voice appears from behind me, and I spin to see her standing at the door, Cade by her side. “That’s enough. Dad, go somewhere else.”

“We’re having a conversation,” Serenity tells Addison, her voice less explosive now.

“No, you two are bickering like a couple of fucking children,” Addison snaps. “Now, you’re going to separate, because we aren’t going to listen to this the entire night. Dad, go.”

I stare at my daughter, look at Serenity once more, then I get the fuck out of there.

I can’t deal with this right now.

12 – Serenity

Ihate fighting with Jackson.

Mostly, I hate being stuck out here with nowhere to go.

I’m desperate, helpless, and even though I made a mistake, I don’t entirely regret it because I know where Gerard is, and, because of that, the club can find him and bring him in.

I made strides, and if it wasn’t for that risk, we would still be at square one.

My daughter is spending too long without me, and my mind is playing tricks. I want to be with her, and I’m about ready to do whatever it takes to make that happen, even if it means I take risks that could put me back into prison. I don’t want to sit out here doing nothing.

Then there is the fact that Jackson lied to me. He has a history with Hound, a history I didn’t know about. He only said that Hound wanted revenge, and was going to use me to get it, but for what, I don’t know. Hound already has enough against me because I was part of taking out Hogan’s club, now we’re adding another layer to that revenge scheme.

Still, Hound is the only way I’m getting out of this.

We need to set him up, to make it look like he took me from the prison.

That plan could work, but it won’t work when I’m sitting out here wasting time.

“Your mind is racing,” Spike says, coming out the front door and stopping beside me on the patio where I’m standing, staring out at the trees. “Whatever you’re thinkin’, I’m tellin’ you it ain’t worth it.”

“I know where Gerard is, we can find Hound, I don’t see why we’re not in there making a plan.”

“Because if we don’t do it properly, you’ll end up behind bars again, or worse, dead.”

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