Weasel just couldn’t stop hitting the fucker. He wasn’t even a full Patch, but a fucking Prospect, and that fucker had touched what was his.

“Stop! Weasel, stop!” He heard Renee beg, but all he could see was the violent thug putting his hands on his woman, and that shit pissed him off more than anything else. Pulling his fist back, he slammed it over and over again into the man’s disgusting face until finally someone tore him off.

“What is the fucking meaning of this?” Demon asked.

His Prez looked ready to kill but Weasel didn’t care. His hand was covered in blood and when he looked toward Renee, he saw that Vengeance was there. Fuck. This shit wasn’t supposed to go down like this. He felt sick to his stomach, and it was driving him crazy.

“He thought he could put his hands on Renee.”

Demon looked toward Renee.

“He was hurting her. Last time I checked, we don’t let shit like that happen. Not to our own women, not to anyone.” He was yelling now. The adrenaline rushing through his body made it hard for him to focus. He wanted to kill. The blood on his hands wasn’t enough. He needed more.

Fuck, this was supposed to be fun, a party, and when he looked toward Renee, she was terrified.

“He’s out cold,” Demon said.

“He’s dead?” Renee asked, her voice high-pitched.

“No, but I want to know what the fuck went on here.”

“He-he-he grabbed me and shoved me back. He didn’t want me here.”

“I’m taking you home,” Weasel said, intent on reaching out for her. He stopped when she recoiled. “Renee, what the fuck?”

“I’m sorry. It’s fine. I’m just a little shaken.”

He didn’t like that. The fact she recoiled from him left him a little sick to his stomach.

She went to step toward him, and Vengeance held her back. “No, you’re not leaving just yet.”

“Please, I really just want to go home. I didn’t want anything like this to happen, so please, don’t make a big deal.”

“Renee, he shouldn’t have fucking touched you,” Demon said. “I’ll get to the bottom of this.”

“He was just being honest. I don’t have a right to be here.”

“No, that shit isn’t right,” Weasel said.

“Weasel’s right.” Demon spoke up. “This is your family. This is your home. I’ll make sure this fucker pays, and pays dearly for ever coming near you.”

She nodded, but Weasel saw the tears in her eyes. Her gaze fell on him. “I’d like to go home now.”

With Vengeance following close behind them, Weasel grabbed his bike and pulled it around to the front.

“You take care of her, okay?” Vengeance asked.

“With my life. I’ll protect her.”

“Good. I love you, baby girl.” Vengeance held her close, hugging her tight.

They were going to tell Vengeance the truth but that asshole inside the clubhouse had stopped all that, and Weasel was pissed off that he was going to have to wait.

Renee climbed onto the back of the bike, and he watched as she tucked some hair behind her ears and wiped away the tears. “I didn’t mean for this to happen.”

“It’s not your fault, babe. It’s never your fault.” He headed back home and took her hand, pressing a kiss to her knuckles. “You have nothing to be ashamed of,” he said over the roar of the engine.

“He just seemed to come out of nowhere and the hatred … I’ve never seen that before. I’ve never seen him but he knew who I was.”

“We’ve got a lot of hangers on, and he was a brand-new Prospect.”

“Did you ever hate me that much?”

“No, I didn’t. I could never hate you.”

She was crying, and it wasn’t doing anything good for his anger. The fact he got stopped from killing that fucker pissed him off, and with each tear spilled, it just made him even angrier.

When he got home, he parked the bike and helped her off the back of it. He lifted her up into his arms and held her close. He wouldn’t be stopped, not when he carried her inside and into the living room.

“He ruined our announcement,” she said. “Vengeance was in a good mood as well. He may not have killed you.”

He burst out laughing. “Your brother is going to try to kill me no matter what time we tell him.”

“Will they kill that guy?” she asked.

Weasel hesitated in answering. He didn’t want to upset her any more than she was.

“Please, just tell me the truth.”

He pulled her into his arms, kissing the top of her head. “They’ll see what the fuck is going on with him, and he’ll be punished severely. Demon will see it as disrespect to the club. Vengeance will see it as a hit on him because you’re his sister. Hell, they might kill him for that alone. If he’s not dead when I see him, I’ll fucking kill him.”

“I don’t want it to go that far.”

“I don’t want you worrying about that at all. That shit is over, it is done. You’re back home with your family, and you’re going to start behaving like you deserve to be here, because I wouldn’t have it any other way.” He dropped another kiss to her head. “You’re mine, Renee. That’s by my side, as my old lady, and no one is going to say otherwise. Not even your brother when he finds out the truth.”

She sighed and settled against him as they sat on the couch.

“I never want you to pull away from me again. I’ll never hurt you. I guarantee it.”

“It’s not that. Everything was happening so fast. I didn’t know what to do.” She glanced up at him. “Hold me and don’t let go.”

“Never.” He kissed the top of her head a third time, so thankful she wasn’t hurt.