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“You’ll tell a deadly motorcycle club leader to fuck off to his face, but you’re scared of me telling you that I’m in love with you?” Wolf howled, nearly keeling over onto his side in hisamusement.

“Fuck you,” I hissed, slapping him on the arm. “This and that aredifferent.”

Wolf’s laughter calmed as he looked at my face. My eyes were glued to his huge leather-bound chest as I tried to process thewords.

Does Wolf love me? Do I love Wolf? Do I?Fuck, I suddenly felt confused as it brought everything I had been trying to ignore into question. I knew something was happening between us, but I was pretending it wasn’t. Hoping that if I never acknowledged it, nothing would happen. How does someone even know if they’re in love? How does Wolf even know for sure? I wasn’t feeling some kind of impending eureka moment, ready to shout my love for Wolf at any second.Is that how it’s supposed to happen? I don’t know! How…? WhatdoI…?

Wolf pulled me forward, his lips crashing into mine, knocking my thoughts straight out of my head as he held my face between his huge hands and kissed me until I felt like my chest was about to crack openintwo.

“Don’t think so hard,” he whispered, his own breaths heavy in our kiss. “Justfeel.”

What? Feel? The hell doesthatmean?

“I—”

“How do you feel when I do this?” Wolf pulled me forward again, locking lips with mine and giving me no choice but to surrender to him as he growled against my mouth, the vibrations fluttering throughout my whole body, leaving me moaning inresponse.

He pulled back, my fluttering eyes opening to see his deep brown ones looking back at me. “How doyoufeel?”

“I... I don’t know,” I breathed. My thoughts were barely coherent, never mind being capable of figuring out if I was in love withthisman.

“Then how do you feel when I do this?” Wolf offered, his eyes twinkling almost as if he was enjoying my confusion as he pressed a strong kiss to the side of my neck, moving slowly further and further down, his teeth grazing over my collarbone and makingmegasp.

“I…,” I panted. “Idon’tknow.”

Fuck. I couldn’t thinkatall.

Wolf pulled back again and looked into my face. “Then howaboutthis?”

His smiling face sobered, and I felt my body stand to attention as he leaned slowly forward, his lips brushing over the tip of my nose and across my cheek and jaw until they touched the hollow of my ear, his moist breath rolling over my skin. “Ya tebyalyublyu.”

The difference was like night and day. I didn’t know Russian, but I knew. My heart fluttered, and unlike before, I felt something swell up inside of me, something big, something that responded to the meaning of thewords.

It was definitely a eureka moment. But was thatreallylove?

A soft chuckle tore me from my head. Wolf gave me a soft smile. “You still look confused.” He lifted his big paw of a hand, reaching up to brush a few strands of my blonde hair away from my flushed face. “I think you know. But knowing and being ready to accept it are two different things entirely, so I’m not going to push you. When you finally get your stubborn ass to stop fighting it, you can get down on your knees and profess your love to me atanytime.”

“Like hell, I’d do that,” I growled back without missing a beat, covering the sudden wave of relief as Wolf offered me my temporary escape. The pressure was unbelievable. Saying how you felt about someone shouldn’t feel forced out just to escape from the weight of hisexpectations.

“I’ll be waiting,” Wolf whispered, pressing a kiss to myforehead.

He rose to his feet, picking up the wooden box and tucking it under his arm before he walked back over to the door. He paused with it open, turning back to me with a wicked grin. “Come to me on your knees at any time!” he yelled and ducked inside seconds before the heel of my boot crashed against themetaldoor.

“Fuckyou!”

Chapter Fifteen

Wolf

Announcingthe deal to the brothers the next morning had gone down pretty much how I had expected it to. No faces of shock or surprise met my eyes, most of them having figured it out beforehand. But this club wasn’t a dictatorship, and I didn’t want to go ahead with the deal if the rest of the brothers weren’t on board. But when I offered to go tell Charon right there and then that his deal could fuck off, none of the brothers concurred. They agreed with my decision, and Jasper even pulled me aside, mentioning that even though the club agreed with this choice, offering the boys a way out was the rightdecision.

Since then, the club was eerily quiet. We heard no more news from Charon, and had no more incidents with the Black Jacks. Furthermore, Anna was avoiding me by holing herself up in her office on the other side of town, and she even started going back to her own house instead of sleeping at the club. Ignoring my dick’s opinion, I was fine with it. I knew what I’d said to her had put her on the spot, and confronting what both of us knew was the truth was something I knew she had never been planning on doing. But once she stopped fighting and accept it, I’dbehere.

Telling her about Sasha and the kids wasn’t something I’d planned. The only other one I’d told had been Roscoe, and despite the other brothers having their suspicions, I’d never felt the need to share it with them before. But somehow, having it off my chest, having somebody else know about my little girl didn’t feel as bad as I thought it would be. In fact, it felt like a relief. Without knowing it, I had felt it was something that stood been between us, but now it was in the open and Anna had listened to my story without any judgment or sympathy. She’d simply accepted that it was just another partofme.

“You look happy,” Lamb interrupted my thoughts. I looked up at him to see his sharp face and pale brown eyes frowning at me. “It’sdisgusting.”

“Fuck off,” I grumbled, wiping the smile off my face and shooting him a comfortable scowl before taking a sip of my beer. When I looked back at him, his expression had sobered and he turned his back to me, revealing the skull and wings of his Black Angels cut. He was dressed in his club clothes for once as he began to mill around the bar, restocking for the party tonight with all the new booze that had been delivered thismorning.

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