“Oh, Jesus.” Sugar put her arm around my shoulders. “Now, I understand why Storm took off.”
Thunder rumbled off in the distance as I bobbed my head. “Yes. You have to find him.”
“Well, fuck.” Track ran his hand through his hair. “Fuck!” He roared louder than the next wave of thunder. “Why didn’t you tell him who you were? He has to be flipping the fuck out. How could you deceive him like that?”
“Jesus Christ,” Raul muttered.
“Track, stop,” Sugar snapped. “She did nothing of the sort.”
More tears streamed down my face. “I didn’t deceive him. He never told me his last name, either.” I was shaking so much, my legs may give out. “I just pieced it together when I saw my brother.”
“You need to go after him,” Sugar told Track, tucking me into her side as I broke into a sob.
Storm wasn’t okay. It was as if I felt his pain. He needed me to keep him from breaking. I had to save him from falling off the edge.
“Goddammit,” Track shouted. “Lynx! AJ!”
“What’s going on?” Tara grabbed my hand, but I ignored her. A crowd formed around us. The hum of whispers competed with the sounds of the building storm. I felt utterly exposed and vulnerable without my man beside me, assuring me everything would be okay. I knew it wasn’t okay, couldn’t be further from it. I’d already lost Kaleb once. The thought of losing him again made me weak at the knees. My head buried deeper into Sugar’s shoulder.
“We’ll find him.” Track lifted my chin, getting my attention. “We’ll find him, but I warn you, he may not want to talk to you.”
“Don’t tell her that,” Sugar hissed.
“Hey babe, what happened?” Lynx appeared in front of me. “Why’re you crying?”
“I’ll fill you in. Let’s go!” Track stalked off with AJ hot on his heels.
“Yeah, okay.” Lynx followed but kept looking back with concern in his eyes.
“You conniving bitch!” Carla seethed. “He’ll never forgive you for this.”
“Back the fuck up, slut.” Tara stepped between Carla and me. They started arguing, but I tuned them out.
I didn’t know what to do. My life was spinning out of control. KC was Storm? The shock lingered in my mind, thoughts spinning on repeat. How could Kaleb leave me? What was I supposed to do now?
Toby jerked me out of Sugar’s arms and tugged me away by the hand. My world was falling apart in front of dozens of people. Only a few seemed to notice. The rest were either too drunk to care or were screwing. I prayed the club wouldn’t hear what happened by morning. Hell, I hardly knew what happened.
But it wasn’t about me. Storm was the club’s president. If he didn’t come back, they would all be devastated, and it would all be because of me.
Toby took me inside the clubhouse and put me in a chair. I completely broke down as he held me.
“Just let it all out.” Sugar had followed us and was sitting beside me.
I felt numb, like I was going into shock. Kaleb Knight was Storm, the president of Knight’s Legion. It was right there the whole time. How did I not figure it out sooner? Guilt swirled in my body like the energy couldn’t find anywhere to go. Of course I didn’t recognize him. He looked nothing like the teenager I’d loved.
I didn’t look the same either. KC had left right after Tommy’s funeral. That was the last I’d seen or heard from him. I was only eleven. A twig with braces, and totally forgettable.
A painful breath emerged from my lips as I reached for a napkin to wipe my tears. I shook my head in total disbelief. Every moment with KC filled my head like my brain couldn’t decide which one to focus on. I remembered KC as a tall, pretty boy with a trim, athletic build. A smooth baby face. KC was the sweetest guy in the world with the most unusual gray eyes. They changed colors with his mood. When he was angry, they darkened like a thunderstorm rolled in. When he was happy, they shimmered like platinum. I hadn’t seen eyes like his until Storm’s.
Shit, shit, shit!
I should’ve seen the similarities. But KC had dramatically changed. His overall appearance was nothing like the teenager who stole my heart. Storm had corded muscles, tattoos, a black beard, and rings on his massive hands. He was dark and dangerous.
My man was sexy and sinful. Short-fused. Controlling. He made me feel adored and loved when we were together.
In the last twelve years, we’d both changed. KC had become Storm, and I was no longer a twig with braces.
How did I not see the resemblance? Why didn’t I question him after sensing I’d known him in another life?Stupid. I had known him in another life! He was my childhood crush, the boy I’d loved. Even after all these years, Kaleb Knight still owned my heart. I’d fallen in love with him all over again, only the adult version this time.