Kian
“I hate to break it to you, guys, but we've got a traitor in the club,” Alpha Jax spoke in his gravel-rough voice, his piercing blue eyes ablaze with fury.
“One of our own has been pulling all kinds of shady s**t, and the elders are all over it,” he growled, scrubbing a hand over his face. “Drugs . . .” He flicked his gaze to me, knowing how much I despised that filth. “Stealing firearms from the docks.” Jax huffed an exhausted sigh.
“But those are the Reaper's guns. Who the hell would be dumb enough to steal from him?” Blade spoke out, saying what we were all thinking.
Jax nodded in agreement. “Exactly. Who would be dumb enough to pull that s**t?”
We all exchanged suspicious glances, but no one came out and said what they were thinking. There was only one person I had in mind, a
