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He makes a hard turn off the highway onto the road leading to Nina’s house. The other motorcycle follows us. Bullets fly, but fortunately, this asshole can’t aim worth a shit while he’s riding.

Right before we reach the front gate, the other bike skids into a U-turn and races back down the road toward the highway. Scar parks just outside the gate and glances over his shoulder. I move out of the way so he can see the road. It’s clear behind us. The gate swings open just enough to let us pass. After we drive through, it closes behind us.

I’m shaking so hard I can hardly hold onto Scar. We almost died. We could have died. Oh, my God!

When we get to Nina’s house, she comes running out. “Are you hit? Are you okay? I was watching the cameras.”

“I’m good,” Scar says after viciously yanking off his helmet. “Julia? You okay?”

“Y-yes.”

“Where’s Max?” Scar asks Nina.

“In the safe room with Talon.”

“Okay. Reaper’s on his way with backup. I only caught a glimpse of the guy’s colors, but I’m sure it was someone from Demon Riders. They’ve been looking for any excuse to attack my club, and now, they have it. Fuck the sheriff. This is war!”

I get off the bike and stand on shaky legs. Scar takes one look at me and wraps an arm around my waist. He pulls me close and holds me while I tremble.

“It’s okay, baby. I’ll protect you. As long as you’re with me, you’re safe.”

“We almost died.”

“Yeah, but that jackass was a bad shot. I actually can’t believe we didn’t get hit. He was right behind us. Fucking losers.”

“Take her inside. As long as we’re outside, we’re targets.” Nina opens the door, and we go into the house.

“How could they hit us on the porch? Isn’t the edge of the property too far away for rifles?” I ask.

“Yeah, but they could use drones,” Scar says.

“Drones can shoot guns?” I’m stunned.

“The military’s had them for years. Anyone with at least some mechanical engineering knowledge could rig one up. Matrix has a few,” Scar says.

“We should get them in the air and put them on patrol,” Nina says.

“Can you text him for me?” Scar asks.

“On it.” Nina walks into the kitchen while furiously tapping on her phone. “Can I get you a drink? Something stronger than iced tea?”

“No, thank you. Can I see Max?” I ask. I just need to know he’s safe.

“I’ll take her,” Scar says.

We find Max playing with Legos in the safe room. He’s grinning, totally oblivious to the danger he’s in. I feel terrible for keeping things from him, but he’s just a boy. Telling him wouldn’t help anything. It would only scare him, which is the last thing I want to do.

“What are you making?” Scar asks, squatting down to inspect Max’s creation.

“A fortress!”

“Super cool.” Scar glances at Talon, who’s watching the monitors. “Do you want to finish working on it in the living room?”

“Is that safe?” I whisper to Scar.

“As long as he stays away from the windows, he’ll be fine. We can’t keep him in here. The space is too small. He’s safe with us. Just like you are.” Scar gives me the warmest smile I’ve ever seen. I melt against him, holding him tightly while Talon helps Max gather his toys. “Trust me, babe.”

When Scar kisses my forehead, it’s not enough. I move to seal my lips to his, soaking up his confidence. I don’t feel courageous at all. Without Scar, I wouldn’t be able to keep Max safe. I’m so damn lucky to have found him.