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“And who is your best friend? Don’t say a fuckin’ man’s name, either.”

Freyja turned in my arms and settled her hands on my chest. “My sisters are my best friend.”

“Good answer,” I said, then dipped my head to take her lips with mine. God, I had missed the taste of this woman.

A throat cleared, and I growled against her lips. Her giggle at my frustration made my dick harden. I pulled her closer, letting her feel my arousal, and she kissed me one more time before turning to Sal.

“Do you know who was watching you in New Orleans?”

Freyja shook her head. “I know it wasn’t Rian, though. He tried to keep me from leaving until Duncan got there. And he didn’t know where I was going.”

“It could have been whoever was there for Kelley,” Liam offered. He had slipped into the room when Mac and Cian left. “He would have been at the ball if he was following Kelley. Could have seen Duncan dancing with Freyja and assumed she was important to him.”

“Not a fuckin’ assumption,” I said as I glared at him. He nodded his understanding.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Freyja

“Duncan, we have to talk to Bellamy.”

Duncan closed his eyes and tightened his grip on me. I knew he didn’t want to let me go, and I felt the same way.

“It’s ok. Whoever she is, she needs to be safe.” I looked into his eyes and wondered if he could see the question I was afraid to ask.

“You are the only woman I want,” he whispered only to me. It meant the world to me that he eased my concern without me having to voice it. And he did it quietly. “I don’t want to leave you alone. Not after what happened.”

“It’s ok. My family is here. I’ll wait here until you come back.”

His eyes searched mine, and I smiled. I really was ok. I wouldn’t say it wasn’t scary, especially when I learned about Tyran’s plan to blow me up. But I had faith in Lucille and more importantly, I had faith in Duncan.

Duncan looked at my father. “You’ll stay until I get back?”

My father nodded.

Then he looked at Dimeter. “Be fuckin’ nice to her.”

King and Frank tried to hide their smiles, while Priest openly grinned.

“She’s my sister.”

“Then fuckin’ act like it. You haven’t once asked her if she’s ok since you walked in here. All you’ve done is harass her about Lucille.”

Dimeter gaped at Duncan. “You can’t honestly say you believe Lucille talks to her?” Dimeter had never embraced the gifts we have. For someone who liked to come across as the fun-loving biker, he had a giant stick up his ass when it came to how we grew up.

“It doesn’t matter if I believe it or not. She fuckin’ does, and as her brother, you should respect her belief.”

“I like him,” my mother whispered in my ear.

“Me too.” My heart swooned as Duncan confronted my brother. He might not have believed me when it came to Lucille, but he would defend my right to believe in her.

“I’ll be back soon. Don’t leave my office until I am.” Duncan kissed me hard in front of my family, then followed Sal out the door.

“Bailey will be pissed she missed that,” King said.

“Don’t worry, I got it on video,” Phoebe affirmed.

Dimeter rolled his eyes at our sister and stepped in front of me.