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Sitting on the bed beside her, I ask, “What made you come back?”

“River wouldn’t settle. Aspen has the twins, Myles has a bazillion kids now, and Mom hasn’t been sleeping well lately. I didn’t want to ask for their help so I brought him where he knows.”

“You could have gone to Leo’s.”

“Holly has Roman. I wanted to come home. It was only one night earlier than planned.”

“And look at what happened in that one night.”

“You don’t need to remind me. She was in our room, Luc, wearing my clothes. That’s where I found her snooping in our things when I got back. It got out of hand quickly, she wouldn’t stop coming at me. I had to shoot her. I’m sorry, I know this will cause you trouble.”

“Like that fuckin’ matters to me. The Mayor can go fuck himself before I give a shit what he thinks.”

“She was his daughter, he could open an investigation.”

“And they’ll find nothing. I won’t let anything else happen to you.”

She cuddles into me, and I wrap my arm around her and kiss the top of her head.

“Did you shower properly?” I ask noticing her nails are clipped extremely short.

“Yes, Rudi scrubbed me until I was red raw, and Leo told King to burn my clothes.”

“Good.” It’s the least the fucker could do.

“Be honest, how much trouble will this bring the club?” she asks.

Thinking it over, I tell her, “Not much, the Mayor made the deal with the Haywards. It seems like a ‘them’problem to me.” Kissing the top of her head again, I say, “You kill anyone who comes at you, Tor. I don’t care what the fall out is, I choose you over anyone else any day.”

She sits up and stares at me. “You look tired.”

“I’m surprised you can see anything out of that eye.”

“It’s blurry, but Rudi assures me it’ll go down in a few days. She’s been giving me the good meds,” she informs me, then adds, “She thinks Annabel drugged King and Princess, that’s why they didn’t come to help me.”

Closing my eyes, I balance the anger toward King and the notion there was a reason he fucked up so bad.

“Give me ten minutes and I’ll be back.”

With one last kiss, I pull myself away from her and close the door behind me on my way out. Now I don’t have to keep my face straight for her sake, I let the anger ripple through me. As soon as my boots hit the bottom step, I point at the prospect.

“Update.”

“I’ll have one by the end of next week.”

Rolling my neck, I look at Warren. “Still fuck all,” he tells me.

Flexing my hands into fists, I roll my shoulders. “You’re telling me not one of you has anything to tell me.” I settle on King. “And you, you had one order. Keep that cunt away from mywife. My wife!” I bellow. “Now she has blood on her hands and marks on her body.”

“Luc, we were here alone. Victoria was meant to be in Willow’s peak.”

“Regardless, you fucked up. Tor said she was in our room, wearing her clothes, going through our shit. She already had the slip on you before my old lady got back.”

“I’m sorry.”

“I’ve been told she might have drugged you but fuck your sorry. Outside, now.”

I storm outside, shrugging out of my cut and pulling my hoodie and tee over my head. Dumping them on the chair, I step into our ring. It hasn’t been used in a while but it’s perfect for tonight.