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“I didn’t find him yet, Mom.”

“What the hell are you doing?”

Her mother’s voice punched Nova’s eardrum. She moved the phone from her ear and cringed. And she felt embarrassed. Her mother was drunk already.

“Mom, I’m working on it,” Nova said.

“Oh yeah? What exactly have you done?”

Nova looked at the floor and saw another thong. This one pearl white. Nova started to question herself.

“Are you there? Nova! Don’t you dare ignore me! Are you even looking for him? You never loved your brother, did you?”

Nova turned around. She couldn’t look at the thong anymore. She couldn’t feel… Her thoughts vanished when she saw Linc standing without a shirt on. His leather cut on the bed. His T-shirt on the bed. Standing there, leaning against his dresser, beer bottle in his right hand.

Muscle… so much muscle…

And then bandages on his left shoulder. White bandages that were a little dirty with a crimson hue.

“Novaleigh!”

“I have to go, Mom,” Nova said. “I’ll find Nick. I’ll take care of it.”

Nova hung up as her mother screamed into the phone. She found breathing a little bit harder to do. Linc took a drink from his beer bottle. Nova thought her heart was going to just pop.

Instead, a rush of emotion tickled between her legs. Her inner thighs didn’t tremble but they tightened. She felt a tightness in her chest too. More specifically, her breasts. More specifically than that—her nipples.

They knotted. They ached. Signals from her nipples to between her legs bounced back and forth, colliding in her lower belly, leaving her hips restless, leaving her ready to offer herself to Linc. She now understood the collection of thongs and bras and the smell of sex in the room. All logic fled her mind.

“I got shot last night,” Linc said. “When you called and I didn’t answer? There was a doctor digging a bullet out of my shoulder.”

This is how his life is. This is normal.

Nova spoke to herself in her mind as she moved closer to Linc.

This was dangerous. The way these guys lived. Getting shot? A doctor digging the bullet out of his shoulder? That implied Linc didn’t go to a hospital like a normal person injured in such a way.

“You can’t tell me anything else,” Nova said. “I get that.”

“I can tell you anything I want, darling,” Linc said.

For some reason, that comment turned Nova on just as much as seeing Linc shirtless.

“We were set up,” Linc said. “There was an ambush on me. In hindsight maybe I should have figured it out. Not sure if they meant to kill me or just send a message. I survived. Obviously.”

“That’s insane, Linc,” Nova blurted out.

She covered her mouth. She knew that was out of line.

Linc reached for her. He took her right wrist and clamped tight with ease. He pulled her hand toward his shoulder. Nova gasped. Her stomach felt a little bit queasy. She didn’t like blood, violence and death and…

Yet here she was in the belly of the beast. In the clubhouse of a motorcycle club. Not just any motorcycle club either. SOFRAW.

Sins of Fire Real Anarchy West.

Linc placed her hand to his shoulder. Her hand shook.

“I’ll find your brother,” Linc whispered. “But you have to go along with everything.”

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