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If Ghost refuses to claim me, I’m free to do whatever I want. But as I look past Reaper and see Ghost staring at me over his shoulder, I know there’s no point pretending. There’s only one man who has my attention, and I’m going all in, even if all he does is break my heart.

“Not this time, sorry.” I fake a frown.

“Oh shit.” Reaper follows my gaze to Ghost. “It’s always the quiet ones. Guess I missed my chance.”

The truth is, he never had one. If I’m honest with myself, I’ve been Ghost’s from the beginning.

17

Ghost

“I don’t think Steelwould appreciate you starting a war with one of our brothers over her.” Legacy grabs my shoulder, giving it a shake.

He looks at my hand, and I follow his gaze, realizing I pulled a switchblade out of my pocket at some point, and I’m messing with it.

My fingers itch to shove the point through Reaper’s temple for touching Luna’s arm, but I know Legacy is right.

Flipping it closed, I tuck it back in my pocket. “I’m good.”

Legacy hands me another shot, and we clink glasses before draining them. The whiskey slides down my throat, and I try to relax.

I don’t usually drink at parties like this, but with everything going on with Luna, I need to get out of my head. At least the clubhouse is locked down for anyone who isn’t aTwisted King. The perimeter is crawling with prospects, and there’s nothing that will get past a sensor without setting off all our alarms.

Legacy takes my empty glass, handing it to one of the prospects walking by. He hasn’t been partying with us as frequently since his nanny’s been in and out of the hospital with health issues, but Steel’s grandma, Pearl, is watching Bea and Austin tonight because he can’t miss a mixer.

It’s important the entire club is here in a show of support for one of our brothers. Chaos was willing to sacrifice the rest of his life for us. We owe him our thanks, and after he helped me last night, I owe him my life for helping protect Luna.

“I heard you and Luna had some alone time at the club last night.” Legacy takes a sip of his drink. “Care to elaborate?”

I look over to see Chaos and Soul taking another shot. “When are the two of them not running their fucking mouths?”

Legacy laughs. “Never.”

I should have known better than to think a stripper was enough to distract Chaos from noticing what I was up to last night. He might party harder than most of the guys here, but he doesn’t miss a thing.

“Luna was just helping me check for blind spots in the VIP hall,” I lie. “I finally figured out how the Iron Sinners got the drop on us in our own club. They were sending prospects in without their cuts and adjusting the cameras to mirror so we couldn’tsee anything.”

“They’re fucking with our shit in our own damn club? I swear I’m going to enjoy watching the life drain from their eyes the second we get our hands on them.” Legacy shakes his head. “But also, don’t think I’m falling for your diversion tactics. Cameras, Ghost, really? Just go talk to her, brother. I don’t need a lecture on all your tech shit. Just admit you like the girl already. Unless…”

He looks up, and I follow his gaze to where Reaper is still talking to Luna. He’s taken a step back, but I still don’t like how he’s smiling at her.

“I’m sure the girl won’t be lonely if you decide to chicken out.”

“Shut the fuck up.” I drag my hand through my hair.

“I’m just fucking with you.” He grabs my shoulder. “But I’m serious. I’ve watched you let life pass by for five years without doing shit about it. You deserve something good.”

“You’re one to talk.”

“This isn’t about me, and it’s not the same. I’ve got Bea, and that’s all the good I need right now. I’m gonna give that little girl the life you and I both deserved growing up. And I’m not bringing anyone else in that could fuck that up for her.”

“I know.” I sigh, feeling guilty about even bringing it up when I know my brother does everything he can to give his daughter the world. “But I’ve got the two of you. Maybe I don’t need shit else either.”

“You do.” Legacy looks over at Luna. “And we both know what that is. It’s okay to let someone in, Ghost.”

“So she can end up dead?” I grit my teeth. “I’m not risking that with her.”

“She’s in danger with or without you. You know that.”