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Wolf headbutted Tiger, catching him off guard. Pain flashed across his face and he staggered back and, before he could get his bearings, another punch came from the side, striking his jaw and he knew it had come from HD. When Bruiser tried to come in, he kicked him in the chest, sending him back. He dodged the second punch from HD, but got grabbed from behind by Wolf. he kicked HD when he stepped forward, catching the man on the chin.

“Ahh fuck!” HD groaned as he staggered back.

Tiger reared his head back, slamming it into Wolf’s nose, then he elbowed him repeatedly until Wolf had to let him go in order to block the blows. He turned around, sweeping Wolf’s legs out from under him. Wolf fell hard, but before he could kick him in his face, Wolf did the same to him, knocking Tiger down. Bruiser leaped on him, wrapping him up in a bearhug. Tiger grabbed Bruiser’s cock with his free hand and twisted it hard enough to make the man scream and release him.

“Motherfucker!” Bruiser growled as his hands went to his dick to cradle his throbbing jewels.

Tiger nipped up and whirled around, kicking Bruiser in his face, knocking him out, then he spun with a roundhouse kick at HD, but he blocked it. He kicked him three times consecutively, two hits landing. He went to punch, but caught a blow to his back that sent him sprawling and sliding across the floor.

“Awww, shit,” Tiger groaned, his back aching as he rolled around to see who’d punched him. That powerful blow had come from Wolf. He climbed to his feet, then stalked over to Wolf. He noticed they had an audience, everyone seemed to be watching, even Ze. That was when he paused. “What the fuck is this? You want a fucking show?” he snapped, a look of pure fury contorted his handsome features.

Wolf laughed and dabbed at the blood on his lips and nose. “Damn, you’re good. Fast as fuck too.”

“What is this?” Tiger demanded an explanation for the attack.

“This is the end of your Hell Week,” Jimmy said, stepping forward and over Bruiser lying unconscious on the floor. “Every prospect has to endure the Beat Down. It’s a way we test a man’s merit. Fight or flight response. Needless to say…” He paused and gestured to his brothers licking their wounds or sleeping peacefully. “You passed the test.”

Tiger blinked, then looked at the three men who’d accosted him. “A test?”

Jimmy nodded. “You’re impressive, no doubt.”

“I knew you wouldn’t run. I’m just glad you didn’t break any bones,” Hound Dog said as he took a seat, still rubbing his jaw where Tiger had kicked him. He was thanking his lucky stars he hadn’t lost any teeth.

“I held back because you were Ze’s friends and family. Had you been anyone on the street, I would have killed you,” Tiger said.

Wolf laughed. “And if you weren’t Ze’s lover, we would have killed you. Oh, and by the way, don’t threaten me again. I respect that you're a tough son-of-a-bitch, but never make the mistake that just because I wasn’t trained like you, that I’m slacking in any way.”

“Ahh, but then you’d have my mother to deal with and that’s a fate worse than death,” Tiger said.

“Are we clear?” Wolf asked, one eyebrow cocked.

Tiger licked his lips, then nodded. “We’re clear.”

“So, about your mom, she’s a battle ax, you say?” HD asked.

Tiger turned to him. “She would chew you up and spit you out, then pick her teeth with your bones.”

“Damn, sounds like a woman I’d want to meet,” HD said, then he groaned and rubbed his chest. “Fuck, everything hurts. I need a beer.” He got up and walked over to the bar, and grabbed himself a cold one.

“So, are there any more tests I don’t know about?” Tiger asked.

Jimmy shook his head. “Hell Week is it. You’d be surprised how often men can’t get through it. Now, you are officially prospecting. You’ll still be expected to carry out chores and all that. But you’ll be included more in club business because we need to make sure you don't mind getting dirty with us.”

Tiger nodded. “Getting dirty won’t be a problem.”

“Yeah,” Jimmy looked at Bruiser again. “I see that.” He winked at Tiger, then left the clubhouse.

“Pick Bruiser’s ass off the floor and put him on the sofa,” Wolf said.

Two club brothers did the honor.

Wolf looked at Tiger. “Well, you proved that you’re a badass, but no one here was doubting that. Now, get back to work.” He gave him a smile before walking into the bathroom to tend to his wounds.

Ze walked over to Tiger. “You looked so fucking hot just now.”

Tiger arched an eyebrow. “Oh, you like seeing me take on your club brothers for you?”

“I like seeing you in your element,” Ze said.