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Chapter 91
King "Just how p***y-whipped has she got you?" Gray growls, glaring at me from across his desk. He angrily chews a piece of licorice, his new addiction of choice. "You know the clubhouse is the safest place for them." My jaw tenses. I don't like being questioned, but this is his little sister we're talking about. She's my responsibility, but she's also his blood. When I informed him that I was taking Alyssa and Zuri home last night, he was cranky as s**t about it. God, I hope his ol' lady gets knocked up soon, so he can get back on his damn medication. "I made the decision because she wasn't doin' well," I say evenly, remembering just how badly she shut down within a couple of days after we got back. I don't owe Gray an explanation, but I need him to understand. "Couldn't just sit b
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