Jack's POV
I walked into the club moments later, the bigger dread staring at me before my eyes.
My heart seethed, rage devouring every fiber of my being. Dante was at it again. He knew the rules, yet he chose to invade.
He wasn't afraid whatsoever, having the nerve to do just what he did. I rolled my eyes in rage, but there again, I asked Peter to check on the girls and fix the mess.
Dante would surely hear from me, but not until I had gotten what I ever wanted in life: peace, love, and I found all that in Catherine.
I moved over to my chambers, my heart beating greatly, my legs pacing around as the thoughts kept coming stronger than ever in my heart.
The seat at the center lay there, awaiting me to take my position as always, but not today. Everything seemed to be happening so strangely.
First, it was Rick. Then Dante. And now Catherine, her situation was complicated, especially with the child growing inside her.
