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Exhausted, I dropped down beside her and dragged her limp body on top of me, too hot to even bother pulling the sheetsoverus.

Anna’s eyes were closed in pleasure as she panted softly against my chest, about to fall straight to sleep after our workout, when I heard her soft, nearly incoherentvoice.

“Happy birthday,” she grumbled and then fell promptlyasleep.

Happy fucking birthdayindeed.

Chapter Eighteen

Anna

Iwokeup a few hours later with my property jacket draped over my shoulders, alone and naked on Wolf’s bed. I looked up, my ass twinging, and saw that Wolf’s clothes were gone. I also noticed that my skin was clean and figured Wolf must have wiped me down after I passed out and went back to theparty.

Fucks me in the ass and then leaves me allalone.

Bastard.

I sighed—my annoyance short-lived because I knew he was probably dragged back to the party—and stretched, probing the feeling in my ass and determining that, despite being a little sore, it was manageable. I looked around the room, seeing the normal duffle bag of clothes I usually left on the chair in the corner was gone. It took me about five minutes of rooting around before I found my clothes hung on one side of Wolf’swardrobe.

My heart felt funny, which I promptly squashed—it was just wardrobe space, for God’s sake—and pulled free a pair of comfy leggings and a long shirt. My boots were on the bottom, which Wolf must have also taken off me after my amazing new experience, and I put thembackon.

I was about to leave the room when I saw my property jacket laid on the bed.It’s too late to back out now,I thought to myself, grabbing the damn thing and putting it on, pretending to hate the way my back straightened with pride before stepping out into theclubroom.

The room was still filled wall to wall with people, and when I checked the clock, I realized that I had only slept an hour or two at the most, meaning the party was in fullswing.

I felt like I was snaking endlessly in and out of people, and yet, my search for Wolf came to no avail. I did find Julia, however, who was having her fun with Jax as he dragged her upstairs to his bedroom. I hoped she wasn’t using my game with Wolf earlier as a reference to thinking Jax’s kind of kink would be fun. There was an extreme level of difference between handcuffs and Jax’sS&M.

I would have laughed at the thought if a sudden dose of cold beer hadn’t hit me. I spun, furious that the beer was dripping over the leather of my jacket, and turned on theassailant.

“Shit, babe,” the guy gasped, blue-green eyes looking down at the damage he’d done. “I’m so sorry about your jacket. Here, you can use mine if you’re cold,” he said, pulling off his denim jacket, revealing a curling snake tattoo reaching up to his forearm, bright red eyes glaring back at me as he held the gray jacket outtowardme.

It took a second for my guard to go up. This party was only for club members and affiliates, and yet this guy had just poured his beer over my property jacket and treated it like a minor mistake. The property jacket of this club’s president’soldlady.

“You’re not meant to be here,” I growled, deprioritizing the condition of the cut as my hackles rose. My voice must have dripped poison because the guy flinched in surprise as I calledhimout.

His innocent, apologetic expression turned to cold ice in a flash, and I didn’t get the chance to scream as he shoved his hand over my mouth and pulled meagainsthim.

My heart raced as the adrenalin kicked in. I lifted my leg, about to show him that he messed with the wrong fucking girl when I felt the tiny prick in my side and my bloodrancold.

“You’re a clever girl,” he whispered in my ear, the Russian accent I knew too well clear in his voice. “Now, I’m going to let go of your mouth before someone thinks something’s up, and you’re not going to scream, yougotme?”

I nodded into his hand, the knowledge and information about what Wolf had found out from Charon swelling in my brain. This man was a Black Jack. No doubt about it. There was no way Pipe would have let him inunless...

“What did you do to Pipe?” I growled the second he freed mymouth.

“He’s indisposed,” he said, and the indifference in his voice made me think Pipe was in more trouble than Ithought.

My eyes darted over the man’s broad shoulder, looking for anybody for help, but there were too many people here to find any of the brothers, and the people around me didn’t notice my distress. To everybody else, it would have just looked like he was talking in my ear. I was onmyown.

“Why are you here? What do you want?” Idemanded.

“Everything else we’ve tried hasn’t worked. We needed to take extreme measures.” His voice was calm and collected as he kept the knife poking a hole through the thin material of myshirt.

“You won’t gain anything by taking me hostage,” I growled, my eyes looking over to the bar, where I saw the crowd part, revealing Wolf, Jasper, and Polo sitting on stools, beers in their hands,drinking.

I begged the universe to make Wolf look my way as his eyes began to glaze over the room like they always did, and for a second, I thought they’d passed over me. But then they didn’t. His brown eyes did a double take as his eyes met mine, and a breathtakingly happy smile transformed hisruggedface.

Relief flooded my body, and at last, I thought I wassaved.

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