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Chapter Fifty-One: Imagine

"Hey, Sydney. No, no...just something I need you to take care of.”

The Alpha paused for a little while to let the sweet biker pour his disappointment over him for only calling when he needed something before getting down to the meat of the matter.

“Yes. The bastard Clive Manor that my wife hails. Yes.”

Again, he paused so the biker could confirm if he meant ‘Birthday girl’.

“Yes, she. I want you to burn it."

After a quick ‘aye’, a beeping sound followed.

The call was quick; no one challenged him nor questioned his decision, so his toss of the phone to his bed was more of a finality, yet as much as he would love a shower and to believe that that was the end of it, his hands found his hair and a sigh escaped his lungs.

It took a second for the watermelon clutching his shirt from the crimson stain on his wrist to remind him of the anger coursing through his veins.

How dare she?

And if that were not bad enough, Ruby wished to crawl back.

Another sigh found his lips.

He was supp
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