I nodded, anger rising as the memory of what had happened to my girl all over again. I clenched my fists, ready to rip apart whoever had sent it. I didn’t care who it was. “Who sent it?” I demanded, getting impatient.

He scratched his head as he looked at me. “That’s the thing, Prez. It wasn’t mailed. The shipping label was fake. Whoever sent it didn’t mail it. It was delivered, but not by the post office.”

I thought about that, my anger rising. We wouldn’t have an address to trace it back to. It just got a fuck of a lot harder to find the person responsible. Even though I knew Oogie was behind it, I wanted my hands around the throat of whoever handed it over.

“Check the camera at the front gate. See who it was that delivered it. My girl said that a postal worker dropped it off. I want his face, then find the mother fucker.” I didn’t have to say what I wanted done with him. He would be in the processing room as soon as he was identified.

“You got it, Prez. I’ll go talk to Tech now.” With a chin lift, he was out the door.

I strolled down the hall, heading for the main room where I’d left my girl, needing to see her. Sounds of laughter and music greeted my ears before I’d even made it through the doorway. I stopped for a second to just take in the sight. Sally was sitting on a stool in the middle of a group of club girls. They were obviously drunk while she held a glass, sipping what I assumed was soda. It didn’t stop her from enjoying herself and giggling at whatever one of the girls said, though.

I walked straight to her, interrupting their conversation and not giving a single fuck. Once I reached her, she looked up at me, her eyes sparkling with joy. I hadn’t thought much about what her place in the club would be as my old lady when it came to the club girls, but it looked like she would be fine. I was proud as fuck to see she was genuinely enjoying herself and not acting like she had to hide or hold herself back.

“Little Queen.”

She sighed happily, leaning into me. “Jack.”

I couldn’t resist taking her mouth right there in front of everyone. If they saw the President falling over his ass for a woman, then so be it. It would ensure they knew who she belonged to, so they would know to never fuck with her. “Did you enjoy your visit?” I asked against her lips when I reluctantly broke off the kiss.

She grinned up at me, then looked over my shoulder at the others. “I did. I made friends with Brittany, Cindy, Sherry, and Carla. We had a lot of fun talking about men.”

I rolled my eyes. “Of course you did.” I smacked her ass to get her moving. “Let’s get home before the snow comes down any more than it already has.”

She laughed as she slid off the stool. “It’s like a mile down the road, Jack.”

“I don’t give a fuck. I don’t want you out in the snow. Say goodbye.”

She waved at the women and then hugged the blonde, who was a regular visitor to our home. Before we walked away, the girl, Kara, spoke up.

“Oh! I wanted to ask you if you wanted to go to the maze with me tomorrow. It will be a lot of fun, and the weather is supposed to be nice.”

Sally perked up. “Maze?”

I was already shaking my head before Kara began to explain, but she ignored me, continuing to speak, making me turn my glare on her. The girl had balls because she pretended she didn’t see me. “Yeah. You missed it when they had it running for Halloween because of your…” She trailed off and waved toward Sally’s arm. “Well, they switch it up after Halloween, turning it into a haunted Christmas theme. It’s a lot of fun. They serve hot chocolate and hot apple cider. The decorations are Christmassy but spooky. We should go.”

I wanted to say fuck no. There was no way I would let my girl out in public with the kinds of threats after her. But I took one look at her pleading expression, making the words die on my lips. I narrowed my eyes at her.

“Please, Jack? The only time I’ve even been off the compound was to go to the hospital. I didn’t get to have any Halloween fun, and now it’s nearly Christmas. If you’re with me, I know I’ll be safe. Maybe some of the others can come, too?”

She looked behind me to where I knew Barrel and Doc were standing with beers in their hands, watching my girl tuck my nutsack into her purse. “Fuck,” I growled. I turned to look at my men over my shoulder. “Get the fucking prospects to check the safety of the maze. I want them standing on guard while we are there.” I pointed at a grinning Shock. “You fuckers are all coming with.”

Sally clapped her hands. “Yay!”

I gripped the back of her neck. “You’re going to pay for this, little Queen.”

I felt her shiver as she swallowed and watched as her pupils dilated with lust. Fuck. A punishment wasn’t meant to be a turn-on. My cock twitched at the ways I could punish her without letting her come. My favorite option was her on her knees.

“Let’s go, troublemaker.”

She huffed but came willingly, waving at the room.

“I’ll text you the time!” Kara called out as we made it to the door. A blast of cold air swept into the room as I pulled the heavy door open. A quick glance showed the snow hadn’t accumulated much since we’d been inside, and only small flurries swirled through the air. I grunted. If there wasn’t much snow or ice on the ground, I wouldn’t have an excuse to call off the trip tomorrow.

I helped Sally across the gravel lot and over to my truck, watching to make sure there weren’t any patches of ice for her to slip on. I noted the salt dotting the lot with satisfaction. The current prospects we had seemed to be good at following orders. It was a good sign. With any luck, they’d be able to complete their probation period without any fuck ups.

I helped Sally up into the driver’s side of my truck. When she started to slide all the way over, I gripped her thigh and tugged her back into the middle. “This is where you sit from now on.”

She huffed but put on her seatbelt without complaint. “The girls are right. You bikers really are a bunch of cavemen.”