Page 89 of Property of Camo

“Take it to your room, Thorin. I know what you are doing and you have made your fucking point. Stop hurting her more,” I growl, my fists clenched at my sides.

He snarls at me, pushing the chick off his lap and onto the other woman at his side. They whine, sounding like fucking toddlers.

“I have every fucking right to be here, brother. I am a fucking patched member of this club. If she does not like what she is seeing then she can fuck off.” His voice gets louder, gaining people’s attention.

I can feel Skyla getting angry, so I know that his words have reached the bar.

Looking over my shoulder, I see Skyla with her arm around Delaney’s shoulders, while her body shakes with sobs.

Turning back to Thorin, I step closer, looking at the three women.

“LEAVE,” I bellow.

They scamper way, not bothering to look at Thorin for help, because they know deep down they mean nothing to him, except a good time.

Looking back to my brother, who I know is struggling with his need to be with Delaney, and I glower at him.

“You have done enough to push her away. All of this was for nothing.”

“What do you mean?” His eyes flicker across the room.

“Delaney is dating someone, but that should not mean anything to you, right? I mean, you have made it clear that you do not want her as a mate, so she is free to fuck any man she wants.”

“Who?” he growls, his eyes turning a brighter red, showing his anger and hunger.

“No fucking clue, and you won’t find out, either. You have no claim to her, brother. Let her be.”

I chuckle and turn away from him, walking back over to my woman, winking at Delaney when I get closer.

With my arm snaked around Skyla’s waist, I pull her to me, devouring her mouth in a kiss that shows her that she is mine. She knows that I will never let her go, I will fucking tie her ass to my bed if she ever tries to leave me.

What she doesn’t know yet is that her phone, car, and herself are all chipped so I can track her.

“You did not have to do that, Camo.” Delaney’s once strong voice is meek, and I fucking hate that my brother is the cause of that.

“Was I that much of a prick?” I ask, making her smile a little.

“You were a prick, yes, but he is dramatic. He is a vampire, after all,” she replies.

“Fair enough. It had to be done, I think the brothers are tired of his antics. He is putting people at risk because he is a stubborn prick.” I look over my shoulder, seeing that Thorin has left the room.

Fuck knows where he has gone.

“I have a prospect tracking him. He will update us when he can,” Winger says.

We took on a vampire prospect a few weeks ago, and so far he has been a good addition to the club.

“I have to say, this looks good on you,” Delaney says to my woman, touching her leather property cut that I got her when I fully claimed her as mine.

“I do look good, right? Took him long enough to give it to me.” Skyla winks at me.

“Hey, I give it to you good every time.” I kiss her senseless.

“Get a room,” is called out, and I smile.

“Sounds like a plan. Be right back, brother, I have a pussy to fuck.”

“REECE!” Skyla cries out as I toss her over my shoulder and march to my room here at the club.

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