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“That’s exactly what you fucking did. You promised her, Tank. You fucking promised her that you were done. That you were ready to give her your all. And with one phone call, you broke that promise.”

Fucking hell.

“She’s okay, right? She’s going to be, okay?” I asked Storm.

Storm nodded, “Yeah brother. I’ve seen her. She’s sad. Tired. Worried about you. But she’s going to be just fine.”

“When can I see her?” I asked him.

“The nurse is going to come get us when they’re done.” Storm was tired, unkempt. No doubt he hadn’t rested at all.

I nodded.

Putting my head in my hands, I inhaled deeply. I would’ve cried for our lost baby if I didn’t need to be strong for Raine. I haven’t talked to her in two weeks.

Two fucking weeks.

Lifting my head, I locked eyes with my brothers, the women, and my team.

But it was the guilt in Frog’s eyes that told me how he felt about this.

And that look right there had me wondering.

“So… how did you get captured?”

I could hear the guilt in his eyes, but I needed to know, “It was fucking stupid. So fucking stupid.”

And that was when he told me he'd fallen in love with a woman.

A certain woman that was the daughter of a target they were going after.

And when everything came to light, she had been working with the mole. She’d been in on it. Trying to take out the team before they could get to their target.

In fact, she was one of the people that had taken a steel pipe and slammed it down on his arm.

I sat there. Tried to rein in my temper. Fucking tried to rein that beast in.

But…

Fuck it.

I had my hand on his throat, hauling him up and slamming him into the wall within my next breath.

“Chief?”

“What the fuck Tank?”

“Oh shit.”

“What the hell?”

I heard coming at me from all sides, but I didn’t lose my concentration, hell fucking no.

And I missed the nurse letting us know she was back in her room. I had missed seeing Strom and Lena leave, but none of that registered into my brain through my furry.

“You mean to tell me, getting your dick wet was more important than my woman coming to tell me she was pregnant the very fucking day you were captured? You mean to tell me that getting your dick wet was even more important than me being here with my woman. With my woman mind you, that suffered a fucking miscarriage without me by her side through it all?” I roared at him.

He didn’t say a word as he stared into my eyes, letting me see that he felt fucking horrible in the hand he played in all of this.

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