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Where fuck is he?

“Autumn, tell us who’s your baby’s daddy,” Poison says, looking at me.

I can’t help but blush because it’s embarrassing, it's his sister, geeze.

“It’s Fiend,” I say, looking at her.

Poison’s eyes widen, and her color drains from her face.

“Fiend is the baby’s daddy,” Poison says, clasping her hands.

She looks at War, shaking her head.

“Don’t you fucking think about beating his ass,” Poison hisses, lowering her eyelids. “Nobody beat your ass for touching me.”

“Fuck! That’s different,” War growls, gathering his brow.

“It’s not,” I say, shaking my head.

“Is that right? Where the fuck is he? I step up, so where the fuck is he,” War growls, fisting his hand.

“I don’t know,” I whispered. “I was supposed to see him last night, but he never called.”

My eyes tear up, and I blink to clear them. I don’t need War getting pissed off.

“I’m going to call my brother, because I’ve texted him, but he hasn’t responded,” Poison says, pulling out her cell phone.

She moves her fingers over the screen and makes the call.

Poison chews her lip as she makes the call, looking at us.

“Demon, is Fiend there,” Poison asks, looking at us.

“Oh my god, is he okay,” Poison yells, closing her eyes.

My heart stops, my gut knots up, and I gasp. Poison rubs my back, looking at me.

“Okay, we’re coming over because War wants to talk to you two,” Poison says.

Poison slides her cell phone into her pocket.

“Let’s go talk to them. Fiend is awake; he was hurt in the run,” Poison says, nodding.

“Oh my, he’s okay,” I ask, blinking my eyes.

“Yes, he’s alive, but he was hurt and out,” Poison says, crossing her arms.

“Fuck! Let’s go,” War says, nodding.

War drives his cage, and I stare out the window, chewing my lip. I can’t believe that Fiend is hurt, and I was doubting him.

I’m glad that I told War because now it’s out. I know that Fiend wants me, and everything will be okay.

It takes a few minutes to get to the Satan Warriors MC clubhouse. War drives up the drive and parks. I stare at the clubhouse, my stomach in knots, and my heart pounding fast.

I hope that Fiend will recover from his injuries. I need to tell him about the baby. I need to see him.

I push open the car door and close it. We walk to the clubhouse. The club whores are fucking the Brothers, and the music is loud.