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without the Titans’ okay. It isn’t like that anymore. A rowdy mix of riders—including the Eighty-Eight—usually hang out at the Barracks now. But the Titans weren’t pushed out. They’ve just let it go. When the guys aren’t out riding, most of them pass the time at the clubhouse on the ranch, instead.
    But there is one club that hasn’t weakened, and heat shoots up beneath my skin as I suddenly realize where he’s going with this. He’d talked to Saxon.
    Saxon , who has already protected me once.
    And who is president of a rival club. Just because there isn’t bad blood between them anymore—there hasn’t been since Saxon stepped into Tommy Burns’ boots—doesn’t mean that my dad isn’t stirring up some serious shit here. How are the Titans going to take the news that my dad went to Saxon for this?
    Yet…he must have already talked to Uncle Thorne about it, because Thorne had been at the Wolf Den. I didn’t notice any anger there. If anything, Uncle Thorne was just concerned.
    You don’t do this for anyone unless you want it, you understand? Not for your old man. Not for me. Not for the Titans.
    What will I be doing?
    “We’re going to fold the clubs together,” my dad says. “The Titans, the Hellfire Riders.”
    In the dark, he probably can’t see the way my mouth gapes open. “You can do that?”
    “If we don’t, the Titans won’t last long. Thorne will hold them together for a while. But when he’s done? It’ll fall to shit. We’ve got good men but there ain’t a lot of ambition between them, and the ones who do have ambition don’t have a lot of brains. They’ll be in over their heads real fast. So you tell me true, Jenny—how are you going to feel having them on the property after Thorne is gone?”
    Not so good. I know all the guys. I like a lot of them. But my dad has read them right. It will probably end up a lot like the Barracks. Without a strong presence to lead them, the good ones will slowly drift away, and the only thing left will be chaos. Except this time, that chaos wouldn’t be out at the county line but real close to home.
    “So you talked to Saxon?” My voice sounds heavy. “You approached him with this?”
    “Yeah. He’s willing.”
    I just can’t believe it. “Some of your guys walked away from the Riders when Lily joined them. They turned in their colors. He’s going to take them back? No way.”
    “I wouldn’t either. But I said to him that I knew what it was to walk out in anger—and I knew what it was to see a club change for the better. Maybe he’ll give them a chance. Maybe they won’t want one. Either way, it’s a rough couple of months coming. But Saxon’s not just getting trouble in return for this. He wants the clubhouse and use of the land out there.”
    So close. He’ll be so close.
    I try to ignore the knot of nerves tightening in my stomach. He’s never been that far away. Pine Valley isn’t exactly a huge distance from here.
    But I still don’t understand what my part in this is, aside from being a bit safer from the Eighty-Eight than I would be without the Hellfire Riders’ strong presence so near. “Is he worried that I’ll prevent the Riders from taking over the clubhouse? I won’t. He can have it.”
    “That’s not what he’s worried about. That’s not what I’m worried about. Because Reichmann ain’t likely to risk riding out here to the ranch, but when you’re out there working? Driving around like you were tonight? When I’m gone, Jenny, there’s no family connection. He’s going to think you’re unprotected.”
    “But Saxon will let everyone know—”
    “Just saying it ain’t enough. Not with fuckers like Reichmann and the way they think of women. If she’s got tits, then someone owns her. And if she ain’t claimed, she’s free game and he won’t think there’s any retaliation coming. Not from anyone he needs to fear, anyway.”
    I can hardly breathe. “What are you saying?”
    “I’m saying that