Chapter 8
Ava pulled on fresh jeans and a shirt and headed down to the front door. When she got there, Jessie was slamming her fists against it, crying and screeching in a way Ava hadn’t seen since the girl had finally left the terrible twos behind.
“What the hell’s going on?” she snapped, not giving a f**k when Jessie turned on her with a snarl worthy of any She Bear.
“They won’t let me out.”
“They’re having a meeting with a rival MC, Jessie. For f**k’s sake, they’re trying to keep you safe.”
“Safe?” Jessie shrieked, hysteria lacing the word. “From my mate?”
“Your mate?” Ava shook her head. “What the hell are you talking about?”
“My mate. He’s out there.”
Frowning, she rushed down the stairs and grabbed a hold of the younger woman as Jessie started to bang the door again. “Jessie!
