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Chapter 4: Desperation
POV: Sophie I couldn’t get far enough away. The second I turned the corner and lost sight of those bikers, my feet moved faster, carrying me through the dark streets, each step a pounding reminder that I was way in over my head. My heart was still racing, and the cold air stung my cheeks, but I barely noticed it. What the hell had I been thinking, creeping around like that? And who were those guys? The ones in the leather vests? I didn’t recognize the name on their patches—Steele Wolves—but I knew enough about biker clubs to know I’d just walked into dangerous territory. I had never felt more stupid, standing there in front of those men like a deer caught in headlights. They hadn’t done anything—at least, not yet—but the way they looked at me… God, I’d felt like they were peeling away e
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