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Tears swell in my eyes at her words. I know my mom loves me. She’s shown over the years that I was loved, but she’s never said anything like that to me before.

Mom moves from around the bar and comes to me, pulling me in her arms.

Our moment was broken by women snickering across the room, causing both of us to look in that direction. I inwardly groan at the sight of the skanky bitches.

My mom must read my vibes because she pulls away and cocks a brow at me. “What did they do?” she demands.

Sighing heavily, I tell her about the kiss Chellie planted on Fire after we got to the clubhouse. It still bugs me she did that, but what she and her little friends did yesterday morning gets to me most. I don’t understand why women have to be so ugly toward each other. They have to be conniving and backstabbing toward one another. Unlike men who just go fist-for-fist, they do sneak attacks.

I guess I have my mom to thank for not being like them. She raised me to face my problems and surely not to act like a skanky hoe.

“You need to teach thosehoras they don’t fuck with you,” Mom announces, eyes narrowing.

“I told Fire that I would if they tried anything again.” In truth, I want to shred their eyes out and slam their heads against the tables, maybe even break some chairs while hitting them with them.

“Nope,” Mom snaps, shaking her head. “You need to deal with this now. Screw the consequences. I’ll deal with them for you if need be. But you have to prove to thosehorasthat you’re not to be messed with. They need to know their place is not ahead of you. You’re an ol’ lady, and they’re no more than a pair of legs to spread at any given time. They’re definitely not ol’ lady material for any of the men here in this club.”

“What do you want me to do? Waltz over there and beat them up?”

“That’s exactly what I want you to do.” She nods, eyes gleaming with bloodlust. “Go over there and teach them you are not a woman to be messed with. You’re an ol’ lady, but more, you’re the daughter of a Valkyrie, and we don’t back down or give in. Now, do it.”

With a slight shove, I make my way across the room, eyeing each of the women sitting there. Chellie is the first to stand, the others following suit.

What happens next, I’m totally blaming them for. They had it coming and need to know I’m not going anywhere.

TWENTY-THREE

FIRE

“What fuck isthe commotion out there?” Heat demands, sliding back his chair and getting to his feet.

I had a feeling I already knew what was going on out there, and I wasn’t waiting around for them to find out. Getting to my feet, I stalk to the door, throw it open, and make my way out to the main room of the clubhouse. The first thing I see is Herja sitting on a stool, watching what’s going on across the room.

Turning my attention in that direction, I immediately halt my steps at the sight of Evelin beating the hell out of all thehorasat once.

“What the fuck is going on?” Heat again demands, stopping next to me. “Fuck, she’s going to kill those bitches. Get in there and stop her.”

“Give her another minute, let her finish,” I tell him and give him a quick glance. “Trust me, Eve’s actions are justified.”

Evelin flips Chellie over her back and slams her through a chair. Same jumps for Evelin, looking ready to claw her with those damn nails of hers, but ends up with Evelin slamming her fist in her face. One after another, Evelin takes them on until each one is down and doesn’t get back up.

“Satisfied?” I ask, getting Evelin’s attention.

“Much better,” she answers, a sly smile on her face.

“Wanna fill me in on what the fuck that was about?” Heat demands.

Shaking my head, I crook a finger and motion for her to join me. “Get over here before you get your ass into even more trouble than it’s already in.”

Evelin bites her bottom lip, making my cock thicken more than it already is. When it comes to her, I’m always ready to fuck her. It doesn’t take much.

“I’m going to start by saying Mom encouraged me,” Evelin starts when she makes it to my side and faces off with her brother. “Those bitches had it coming, especially after Chellie kissed Fire in front of me.”

“So, you beat the shit out of all of them?” Heat growls. A couple of our brothers make their way past us to see to thehoras.

“Well, yeah.” She shrugs. “They thought it would be funny to play games with me, and you always told me, just like Mom did, to defend myself, so I defended myself. Showed them I wasn’t to be messed with.”

“Fuck me,” Pyro barks out with a laugh.

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