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“Oh I know. I’ve met her. I don’t get why she’s so threatened by me though.”

Wrath laughs. “I’m not touching that one. Why don’t we go play some darts? Get to know some of the guys.”

I look over at the corner anxiously. There’s about five guys playing a game while chatting.

“They look like they are in the middle of a game.”

Wrath stands, holding his hand out for me. I take it, letting him pull me up.

“Come on. You were brave enough to walk into this room alone. I think you can be brave enough to play some darts with a few bikers. Besides, I’ve seen your punches. You can hold your own.”

I scoff. “Yeah, right. I’ve yet to hurt you.”

“It takes time, my dear student.”

I roll my eyes as he puts his arm around me to pull me to the corner. Once there, all the men look at us as they grow silent.

“Brothers, meet Queen Bee. We are going to teach her the art of darts. Natalie, this is Poker, Spider, Twitch, and Fang.”

I swallow hard but try to put on a brave face.

“Hi,” I say shyly.

They all laugh then, making my face heat.

“Hey darling. Have you ever played darts before?” Spider asks.

I shake my head.

“Well, let’s teach you, then you can swindle some of these other assholes out of money.”

sixteen

“Is everything okay?”Colt asks when we pull up to the clubhouse.

The truth is everything is a fucking mess. I have no proof Colt is our mole. All I have is a gut feeling that he is not being completely honest with me. I hope to fuck I’m wrong. Colt has been a good brother to me up to this point. It would kill me to have to put a bullet between his eyes.

“Fine,” I grumble.

Colt doesn’t say anything else as I walk away from him.

The clubhouse is noisy as always, and for once, it bothers me. I really just want to come home to a quiet house with Natalie waiting for me. Not making me dinner or doing any of that shit Danworth made her do. I just want her there.

I’m truly fucked.

Walking through the door, I stop at the bar to check in with the prospect. I’ve had him watching Natalie for me. He’s been doing a damn good job of it too. I don’t like how close they’ve gotten, but he brings her out of her shell a little bit. As much as I crave her relying on me, I also know it’s not healthy for her to only have me.

So I allow their friendship as long as that’s all it is.

I ignore everyone as I head up to the bar.

“Pres, do you need a drink?”

I shake my head. “How was she?”

He nods behind me. “See for yourself. She’s playing darts.”

I spin quickly, my eyes zeroing in on the area where we keep the darts.

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