“That’s because he is,” I admit.
Rushing back to the counter, I grab his phone. I slide it into my pocket before leading Tara back to the clubhouse.
“I have to admit,” she whispers to me after a moment. “That was hot. Don’t get me wrong, he still scared the fuck out of me, but seeing him so worked up over me. Protective even? If only I could find a man like that who wants to keep me.”
I stop, pulling her into my arms. “You will, honey. I’m sure of it.”
She sighs, hugging me back. “You aren’t what I expected.”
I laugh, pulling back. “I’m not even sure who I am yet, but I’m figuring it out.”
“Well, I like you the way you are.”
“Me too,” I tell her as I push through the door. “Jacob, call Reaper. I need to talk to him ASAP. It’s an emergency.”
Jacob widens his eyes but does as I ask, handing me the phone.
“What is it?” I hear Harrison bark into the phone.
“Um, I think Wrath is going to kill some guy called Jug. Figured you may want to know,” I tell him.
“Natalie? Are you okay? Did he hurt you?” His tone has changed.
I can hear him moving in the background.
“Wrath? No way. He’d never. He’s angry though.”
“Not Wrath. I trust him with your life. Jug. Did he touch you?”
I tilt my head. “I don’t even know who he is.”
“How do you know Wrath is going to kill him then?”
I look over to Tara. “He hurt one of the sweetbutts. You weren’t available, so I took her to Wrath. Before you yell at me about not understanding your way of life, hurting a woman is unacceptable no matter the circumstance.”
He curses. “Of course it is, baby. Especially those under our care. I’m an hour out. I’ll call Wrath.”
“Yeah, well, I have his phone,” I admit.
“Fuck. Give the phone to the prospect. And Natalie, don’t go looking for Wrath.”
I roll my eyes but hand the phone back to Jacob.
He takes it, his eyes widening at whatever Harrison is saying.
I don’t stay to find out.
“Let’s go hang out in my room.”
Tara lets out a little laugh.
“You are exactly what this club needs.”
I shrug, but deep down, I love the compliment.
Now if only I can get Harrison to keep me.
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