“Her lying. All the shit she has caused.”
Alpha slapped him on the back. “Wolfe, I think youneed to take a long hard look in the mirror.”
Before he gota chance to ask what the fuck that was about, Alpha got up and left. This just annoyed him even more. Actually, no, it pissed him off. This wasn’t funny. He wasn’t even a bit entertained.
Aftergetting to his feet, he made his way toward his bike. He needed to clear his head, to think. Amelia had fucked with his mind, and his dick was messing with his head.
She’s lying.
Or is she?
Hestraddled his machine and took off out of the main clubhouse.
Boyan’s and Enzo’s bikes were missing. He had no idea where they were, and he didn’t fucking care either.
Amelia had lied. He’d fallen for a lying, weak woman, and that didn’t sit well withhim.
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The club … disappeared.
Not from life. No, from her protection detail.
Amelia was fine with that.
The pack, as usual, started to talk. They pointed. They created rumors. It wasn’t long before people started to attack.
Verbally at first. Calling her a liar, a cheat, a bitch, a whore.
Some rumors said that she wanted the glory of fucking one of the club.Some were saying she was screwing more than one member.
After the verbal attack, she was then … well, not physically, but having eggs thrown at her hadn’t been fun. Someone had even thrown a steak at her.
In the end, Val had no choice but to not allow her to come to work. Not until everything had blown over. To make matters worse, Buster had gotten an infection from the bite, and he wasn’t doing so well.
So, four days after Wolfe had thrown his accusations at her, Amelia was curled around her dog, hugging him, feeling the tears well out of her eyes.
She flinched as someone banged on her door. It had been the same for the past couple of days.
Rascal was curled around her and Buster. They were doing everything they could to bring him back.
Amelia ran her hand through his fur. “Please, Buster, don’t go. Don’t leave me.” She pressed kisses to his fur.
Doctor Milton had been practical. He’d warned her that if Buster continued to worsen, she would have to make a choice. Amelia couldn’t make that choice. She loved these dogs so much. They were the only beings she had left who could stand her.
Like so many times before, the banging stopped.
“I’ve got you, Buster, I’ve got you. We don’t need them, nor the pack. We don’t need … Wolfe.”
She pressed a hand to her chest as she felt the pain of saying his name.
He’d broken her.There was no other word for it. She felt so fucking broken. Her heart was shattered. Her soul lay in tatters on the floor.
Amelia hadassumed it was impossible to fall for someone like him. An MC man. He was never going to be her man. Wolfe had been using her to have a good time.
An easy fuck. She had certainly made it easy for him. There had been no work involved to get into her pants.
She sniffled.