Page 9 of Wolf

Chapter Three

Wolf

“Fucking bitch,”I hissed, sinking down into my chair at the top of the table as Church began. My head ached with a passion, and my mind was screwing with me as I was sure I was seeing double. It was true I had a hard head, but being hit with a bottle of whiskey, only for a lamp to be struck over my head an hour later, it was bound to suffer damage. Not to mention the bitch neverheldback.

“That looks nasty, Prez.” Jax snickered from his seat two down from my right. “Anna didn’t look happy whensheleft.”

“Fuck off, Jax,” I snapped, not ready to arguewithhim.

My mind was reminded of her anyway. My game with her ass had started with my anger, but while I was there, I had slipped my wallet out of her back pocket. I thought I would just get it back, but fuck, seeing her unable to move, her tits pressed up against my chest, made me nearly crazy. I fought not to take her then and there. I was so close to just ripping off those skintight jeans and watching her unravel around my cock, like I had wanted to the second her smart mouth had come strutting through my doors three years ago. But she didn’t let me. She never had before, always teasing me then escaping the second I got close. The woman was fire, and I should have long since gotten bored of her, but for whatever fucked-up reason, I let myself play with the flames, getting burned each time and still coming back for more. I couldn’t be sure if she just loved to tease me or if there was something morebehindit.

I shook it off, accepting that the woman was an eighth wonder of the world as I turned back to Jax, all the while trying to ignore the throbbing in my head. “And don’t think I’ve fucking forgotten last night, you bastard. Wait until I get my hands on you for that fucking moonshine,” Iwarned.

Jax flinched before trying to hide it with a smile. “Oh, come on,” he whined. “It was Pretty’s birthday, for fuck’s sake.” He looked to Pretty forbackup.

Pretty ignored him. Mint caught his eye a second later, but his face darkened so quickly that Jax didn’t even consider asking himforhelp.

“Don’t think it’s gonna stop me from bashing your head against a wall,” Igroundout.

Lamb leaned forward in his seat, and I recognized that cruel smile. “Don’t forget the three thousand you just had to pay to bail out their asses,” headded.

“Three grand!” I yelled in surprise, turning back to Jax, Pretty, and Mint. “The fuck did youbastardsdo?”

“It was fine until that sly fucker”—he pointed to Lamb, who still sat in his Italian suit and tie—“suddenly disappeared and Jerimiah turned up! I callsetup!”

Lamb just smiled back. I’d known Lamb for years and trusted him completely as my vice president. But I also knew he had a sadistic streak in him that made him love fucking people over, and a setup with the sheriff wouldn’t have been the worst thinghe’ddone.

“I don’t think we need to give a fuck about that now, Prez,” Hunter said, his hands balled into fists on the table. He didn’t look happy with this morning’s bullshit, obviously being torn away from his new wife and nephew and getting pissyforit.

“I don’t see why we should give a fuck,” I replied. “We ain’t taking that deal. I’ve known you fuckers long enough to know that you’d have wanted to beat the fuck out of Charon just foroffering.”

“True,” Pretty interjected, a hand running through his pale blond hair laced with dirt and blood. “But I still don’t like that Charon was suggesting we’d ever want to be taken over by thebastard.”

I saw Jax and Mint nod their heads in agreement. Obviously, they’d been filled in since managing to stagger their asses onto the compound. From the looks of it, they hadn’t even showered before they all made their way intoChurch.

“An alliance, not a takeover,” Polo corrected, running his hand down the length of his beard. His voice sounded venomous when he said the words, but his eyes looked considering. “For whatever the fuck reason, he likes you, Wolf. Respects you,” he said as he looked straight at me. “But I still don’t fucking like it. You can’t trust a shady fucker like Charon. Too smart for hisowngood.”

“What did you think he meant by ‘the time will come?’” Jax asked, looking over toHunter.

“Charon said it himself,” Hunter explained. “The bastard who killed Spider and put a reward out for infoonus.”

I growled. “None of what Charon said fucking matters until we know for sure this info islegit—”

“It’s true,” Lamb interrupted my rant. His voice was dark. None of the humor seen earlier remained. He met my gaze and held it. “Charon’s intelistrue.”

“Fuck,” I hissed. I never doubted Lamb’s information. He must have called a few of his contacts straight after Charon left, and Lamb never gave false information. I turned back to him. “What do we know aboutthisguy?”

“Not much,” Lamb growled. I could see his own annoyance and frustration about his limited intel. “The bastard is a ghost. Don’t know why he put the bounty out, don’t know who the fuck he is. Fuck, I don’t know if he actually exists. I only managed to confirm about the bounty because the bastard wanted us to. He wants something from us, but he must be expecting us to know whatitis.”

I felt my head begin to throb with an oncoming headache and knew it was only fractionally due to the physical head traumas. This shit was getting out of hand, and I was getting more pissed by thesecond.

“Right,” I said, sitting up in my chair. “I want everyone to find out anything they can on the moves this guy is making and what the fuck Charon is up to at all times. I want an eye on anything and everything, and if anyone has a fucking clue about what it is this guy is after, I want you to tell me straight away. I don’t give a shit if I’m in the shower or have my dick buried to the balls in some chick. I want to know.Understood?”

Various nods of confirmation came across the table. I picked up my gavel. Before I moved to close down Church, Jax looked to me and said, “What about going intolockdown?”

“I considered it,” I answered, looking amongst my men. “But I don’t want to if we don’t have to. I want to wait until we know something more about this guy, but I want you all on high alert. No slipups. No fuckups. I don’t want anyone getting caught in any shitonthis."

I let my gaze hit each and every one of them. Our club might be small, but we were still strong. I had expectations of my men and had no doubt they’d live uptothem.

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