Courtney POV.
I am shaking, looking at the phone as he hangs up. I need to call my grandpa. I need to find Grim. I need to …
“Courtney, look at me, baby. Breathe, he will not get close to you. Breathe.” I’m trembling as I grip Kaden’s wrists as I hyperventilate.
My dad rubs my back, and I choke on a sob. Not wanting to believe what Grim said, but I know he wasn’t bluffing. He will kill them, all of them. I need to speak to my grandpa. Was Grim telling the truth about my momma? Was she meant to be his?
I copy Kaden and I start to calm down, but there is a knot in my stomach. A knot of hatred, fear, and anger. He knows we have them. He knows the club has ridden out to get him. This is a trap.
“We need to find the mole. Whoever it is, is a f*****g traitor. The clubs are riding into a trap. We need……
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