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Leo tries getting himself free but to no use. I wink twice and he calms down.

Hopper asks one of his men for my phone and my muscles tighten. He goes through it and presses it to his ear. The fuckers went through our saddle bags.

Apart from Zach, there’s no one he should want to call. But when he says, “Ah, you must be the beautiful Alannah!” Anger takes over but there isn’t a fucking thing I can do.“Unfortunately, I can’t do that.” More silence follows, then he says, “I send my apologies in advance. I'll send him home to you, sweetheart, but it won’t be how you prefer.” There’s a brief period of silence before he laughs and hangs up. “Fuckin’ Christ, your old lady has got quite the mouth on her. I bet you’ve enjoyed that over the years.”

“Don’t fuckin’ talk about my old lady!” I warn.

“Why?” he mocks. “What are you gonna do about it? Fuck all, that’s what!” He laughs. “All of your territory is now mine. Your boy should have stepped back when I first rocked up on the scene, would have saved a lotta lives, huh?”

“Funny, I was just thinking that when this is over, we’re gonna be the club with more territory.”

“I know all about your reputation, it proceeds you, Castiel, it really fuckin’ does.” He smirks. “Even now, you still have the balls to think you’ll walk away from this.”

“I haven’t lasted all these years to now believe I won’t.”

He walks behind me and clasps his hands on either side of my face, forcing me to look forward. “Such faith in yourself but do you have the same faith that your boy will walk away.” He leans down and whispers, “I don’t.”

I hear the shots, I see bodies jerk forward and hit the ground. I hear an animalistic scream, but Ifeelit ripping up my throat.

“Leo!”

23

Zach

Angel throws open the van doors and it’s a welcome sight of guns. Plenty enough to replenish our supplies. If we need more, we’ll pick up along the way. Thanks to Alannah's two-minute tirade, I managed to locate the call, and a plan was concocted within sixty seconds. Working with Luca is easy as fuck.

It’s a ten-hour ride and brothers are preparing to leave as soon as possible.

Luca turns to his men and says, “King, Maxwell, Warren, you’ll stay here and watch over the place. You're protecting my mother, my sister, my brother’s old lady, the kids... fuck, you’re not to let anything fuckin’ happen.”

The three of them nod and I turn my back to everyone. I take out my phone and call Nina.

“Hey,” she answers.

“Hey, babe. How’s my mom?”

Her laughter is soft. “She has slept through most of the day. I don’t know how much you gave her, but she got what she wanted, sleep.”

I didn’t put hardly anything in, just enough so she could smell that I did.

“Any news on Leo?"

“That’s why I’m calling. I got a hit on Cas’s phone. We’re heading out in a minute.”

“As soon as I tell your mom you’re leaving town on club business, she’s going to lose her shit.”

I sigh. “Tell her I'm not going to not help my brothers.”

“Because I know what you and the club are going through, I’ll deal with her, but you owe me, babe.”

Luca walks over and clears his throat. “Babe, I’ve gotta go. I’ll call you from the road, and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can.”

“Okay, be safe and I love you.”

“Love you, too.”

I hang up and put my phone away. I jerk my chin to Luca, and he holds my gaze like a man on a mission.