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“She is not going anywhere with you, cunt,” Jack spits.

My pussy flutters, seeing the anger on his face and hearing the distain in his tone. Knowing that he is so protective of me sets my body alight from the inside out. I know that I should not be getting turned on seeing Jack like this, in such a serious situation, but I can’t help how this man at my side makes me feel.

“See, Sheriff, he is holding her against her will. You are my witness. It is your job to uphold the law, so fucking do it.” Christopher gets angrier with every word when Cal doesn’t move.

“Like you swore to uphold the law?” Cal questions him.

“I do not like what you are implying, Sheriff. Remove Lilith from this man, and let’s move out. Lord knows what they have been doing to her. She is not safe here.”

Cal scoffs, but Jack is vibrating with anger next to me. I move my hand to his stomach, dragging his attention from the asshole, to me.

“Ignore him. I am here with you, and I want to be.” I look to Christopher because this needs to be said to him and not any of the other police officers, as they know already. “I am safe here. I am wanted here, but most of all, I am loved here. No one is holding me against my will and you very well know it. This is typical of you, and Lord knows what I ever saw in you.”

Thankfully, my voice stays firm, even though I am shaking on the inside.

“That is enough for us, Sheriff. I don’t think that Miss Cullen is in any danger or being held against her will. She is of clear mind and soul,” one of the officers calls out, winking at me.

I smile at him, then quickly look to the floor.

“I agree, Draper,” Cal grunts, then looks to my slimy ex. “If I find out that you used your badge to attain something for your own gain, I will fucking end you, officer or not. You do not come into my state and try to take a woman who is clearly not happy to see you.”

Oh, an angry Cal is a hot Cal, but we won’t say anything to Jack.

“Your job is to get her away from the fucked-up scumbag criminals, so do your fucking job, Sheriff, or I will come for it. And believe me, I will fucking ruin you,” Christopher snarls, stepping nose to nose with Cal.

His deputies move in, so do Magnum and Sarge.

Maverick steps forward, a smirk firmly in place, as he stands in front of both men.

“I believe that you just threatened an officer of the law, fucker,” he says. “Everyone is a witness, including the sheriff’s deputies, and his family.”

Christopher frowns, while he computes the information that Maverick just shared with him.

“Family?” my ex asks, stepping back.

He is showing no fear, but I can see him trying to work out what the hell he is being told.

“Clearly you did not look into the club enough, or you would have known that Sheriff Warren belongs to the Rugged Skulls MC, or more accurately, he belongs to me.” Maverick inches forward in warning.

Christopher looks between the two handsome men, then to me, and back to Cal.

“You a faggot, Sheriff?” He laughs, but it is soon wiped off his face when Maverick lands a punch square in his jaw.

He falls back onto the ground, looking shocked, but in a split second the anger takes over and he jumps to his feet.

I am moved behind Jack, as my ex moves forward.

Oh hell, it is all going to kick off. This is why I did not want the club involved. My stomach tightens as I cling to the back of Jack’s cut, waiting for what happens next.

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

JACK

Lilith grips the back of my cut, as Maverick goes toe to toe with the cunt who thinks he can come into our club and fucking demand that Lilith go with him.

He has openly used the legal system for his own gain. This fucker is going down.

“Baby, move back. This prick is leaving before I find a reason to arrest his ass,” Cal calms his man, then looks to Lilith’s ex, defusing the situation.

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