Page 90 of Savage Outlaw

“By palming me off onhim? Gee, thanks. I feel the love.”

“You’d be so fucking lucky.” Hissed Reno and that’s when Butcher saw red and stepped forward. “You wanna watch how you talk to her, boy, it’s the only warning you get. Show her some fucking respect.”

“I’m out,” growled Reno then flashed a glare at his prez. “Told you this shit wouldn’t work. Let him watch her ass, I’m officially done.” He stalked out.

“Watch her ass…for what reason?”

“Dad? What’s he talking about and no bullcrap, I’m tired of it.”

It looked like Axel acted as though he was gonna ignore them both, and Butcher was getting hacked off at the hint that something would harm Roux. He needed to know what he was looking out for.

Axel shared a heavy glance with Chains. “I had a deal with the Mexicans go south a while back and I’ve been digging us out of the shit ever since. We have too many of the boys still in lock up for the smuggling. Ruiz, yeah, baby, the same fucking one, started making noise about hurting what meant something to me if we couldn’t get the deal back up and running. Now this shit with his old lady.”

He felt Roux stiffen and Butcher stroked her nape, letting her know she wasn’t alone to handle this.

“Has Ruiz said shit about the bodyguard?”

“Not that I’m aware, but no telling what he knows or how to use it against me and mine.”

“And Reno?” Asked Roux.

“I wanted someone to look after you.”

A little snort came out of Roux and alleviated some of his pissed off feelings. She turned sideways so she could wrap her arm around his waist and that went a little more to cooling him off.

Axel sighed and crossed his arms. Butcher could tell he wasn’t liking what he was seeing.

“And you thought Reno was man of the hour?”

Chains broke the tension by chuckling. “Told ya.”

“Fuck off,” rasped Axel. “A parent will do fucking anything, Roux. It was that or pack you off to a distant cousin across the country.”

“Dad,” she sighed. “I’m an adult. I’m as much a part of the club as you are. If there’s trouble…”

“I will protect her.” Butcher interjected with a steely stare, daring Axel to dispute it. “I can keep her safe at my club.”

This brought on a reaction from Axel that could have stripped paint from the walls. “This is why I didn’t want you fucking around with him, Roux. Getting theSoulsinvolved in my business is the last thing this club needs. We keep our crap contained. And this here…” he indicated between them. “Is not something I’m fucking happy about, Roux.”

With that he strode out.

“You know he cares, princess.” Chains said, climbing to his lofty height. “He’s been fucked up about the threats against you for months, he only wanted to make sure you were safeguarded. I told him; the club’s always got our girl’s back.”

“Will you go talk to him? I don’t think I can right now, Chains.” She went to the guy and gave him a hug then turned to Butcher. “Can we go to your place?”

“Sure, baby. Go wait in the truck, yeah.” he handed her the keys.

“You’re not…”

“I won’t be long.”

He kissed her, then strode off and found Axel in his office, brooding with a scotch and a cigar.

“Not in the mood, Butcher, you’d be wise to stay out of my way.” He downed his drink and poured another, gripping it like a man with a lot on his mind.

Where Roux was concerned, he would compromise.

“Why try to push her with Reno when you knew that wasn’t what she was feeling?”

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