I was stupid for letting her out of my sight though. That needed to change. I couldn’t protect her if I didn’t know where she was. After leaving the bar, I stepped out into the night air. Taking a deep breath, I felt the asshole inside of me. He wanted out and it had been a while since I had let him. I would need to head back to the clubhouse for that though. It was situated on acreage so that we could let them out when and if we needed to. If our anger got the best of us and we couldn’t control it, we didn’t want the locals discovering us so we needed the safe space. The clubhouse was it for us. They didn’t know we were more than just the local MC club. They didn’t need to. It was better off this way. Our shifter laws also forbid it. Not one to mess with that, I did what I needed to do.
196
(Kaitlyn)
Walking out of the bar, another night of my mysterious stranger not being there, I was starting to think that I had imagined him. The only problem was though, my imagination wasn’t that good. I couldn’t make up the goose bumps or the hairs on the back of my neck standing up. I couldn’t dream the pull toward him that I was having. Maybe a better explanation for it was that I was crazy. That would make more sense. My parents flipped out when they found out that I was in Bliss Creek. They thought the town was beneath them and shuddered at the thought of their daughter being there. After that argument, I snuck out. They were always in bed early enough and my brother who ratted me out in the first place was otherwise occupied with my best friend. They thought I didn’t know but the truth was, I didn’t care. She could fuck whoever she wanted. She wouldn’t end up with the family engagement ring though. That was going to the daughter of one of the wealthy businessmen my dad dealt with. I also had a husband picked out for me but like hell would I be a part of that. I was counting down until my twenty first birthday when my grandparent’s inheritance kicked into me and I was gone. I had been hoping that Bliss Creek held the answers for me but I was coming up empty here. Maybe I would head to another state. I knew the rejection wouldn’t go down well at all. That life just wasn’t for me. I was positive that Christina and Jeremy would continue their relationship even after he was married. She would be his mistress. It wasn’t like most of the males in town didn’t have one. He would just be taking after a long line of pretentious males before him. Unlike all the wives here who turned a blind eye, because after all, money meant more than love, I was going to break that cycle. I deserved better than that and I would make damn sure that I got it. Even without the inheritance I had been left.
My grandparents had been smart. They made sure that there was no way my mom and dad could touch it. Hell, they didn’t even know about it. They thought my gran and grandad left all their money to charity when they died and didn’t they hate them for that. My gran left me a jewelry box of the bits and pieces she knew I loved, which was all of them really, but had a false compartment put in the bottom of it to hide the papers from their lawyer stating that I was getting the whole amount. I was to seek out the lawyer one week before my birthday so that he could start getting things in order so the funds were available for me. I just had to get through the next few months…
“You crashing at mine again?” Amy asked as her taxi pulled up.
“Is that cool?”
“Girl, you know you are welcome anytime. It’s as much your place as it is mine.” I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Well now this is true. I should just move all my shit in now. Fuck waiting until the end of the year.”
“I mean… What’s the worst they can do? Cut you off? We can find you a job here in town. You don’t need their money. They just don’t know that.”
“You have a point there as well.” Getting in the back of the taxi after she did, I closed the door behind me as she gave him her address. There were a few things here in town I could do that would earn enough to get by. Amy owned her place so she didn’t need to worry about rent. I would give her money toward bills and food. Not that she would take it.
“You don’t need to worry about paying board or anything, I have that covered. Just pay for whatever you eat and we are good. We both know you hate going back to Doucheville so why not make it a permanent thing.”
“I’m home for the weekend so I might start packing my shit then. If you don’t hear from me by Sunday, come with backup to spring me free?”
“I will.” She laughed but I was serious. What I was about to do was going to piss off my father like never before. He left me alone for the most part, as Jeremy was going to take over the family business not me, I was my mother’s problem. This
